full of moonlight

Chapter 1 [0] Wedge

The moon and stars are sparse, and the thin mist is dense in the dark mountains and forests, circulating a dense chill.

The wind blows, and on the edge of the cliff, there is a man with a handsome face covered with frost, a long body standing tall, and his clothes fluttering.The little blood stains on the snow-white clothes seemed to be dancing bright flame butterflies.

On the lower abdomen, the blood is the deepest, as if a red lotus bloomed in full bloom.

The man looked coldly at the man in black who was staring at him with a malicious smile that was determined to win. Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not show any timidity.

"It's that look again." The man in black grinned with a slightly crazy smile and licked his lips, "Look at me like looking at the dust under your feet, hehe... But soon, you will It's stained with the dust that you disdain, and it can't be washed off, hahaha!"

In the silent night, his laughter was particularly piercing.

The person standing on the edge of the cliff, although his face was pale due to internal disturbance and blood loss, but his light-colored thin lips were lightly parted, and his voice was like rings touching each other, clearer and clearer, calm and not weak: "It's really pitiful."

The man in black's laughter stopped abruptly, he glared at the person in front of him viciously, and asked, "I'm pitiful? What about you? What are you who will kneel at my feet and beg for mercy soon?"

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were lustful and greedy, he looked up and down the other party, and said: "You know? In my mind, I have pictured how many times I tore off your clothes, pressed you under my body and penetrated hard, Listening to the scene of you crying and begging for mercy..." His eyes gradually turned red, as long as he thought that this cold beauty who had always looked down on him would soon belong to him, the blood in his whole body would feel like it was about to boil.

The obscenities entered his ears, and a trace of anger flashed in his clear eyes.Under the sleeves, the slender white fingers slowly clenched into fists.

There was undisguised pride in the man in black's tone: "You know, you won't be able to escape tonight, just accept your fate." He stretched out a hand and raised the corner of his mouth, "Come here, come into my arms, be good Yes, I will hurt you..."

The moonlight is like water, infiltrating the chill of the early spring night, infecting every inch of skin, and penetrating into the bottom of my heart.The forest leaves are whirling, hiding in the dark night like a ghost.

The dantian was empty, and it was futile to fight back. The injured person finally let go of his hand, leaving only four deep crescent marks on the palm of his hand.The strange feeling of pain but not pain extending from the wound in the lower abdomen is currently entangled in the heart, as if weaving a strange web.Waves of drowsiness surged up in his mind, reminding him that time was running out.

Here and now, it is clear that he has only one choice.

Raising his eyes and raising his eyes, his face like a crown of jade has an awe-inspiring and inviolable determination, like the cold and bright moon above the nine heavens.

Although as cold and lonely as frost, it is gorgeous and stunning.

The man in black was startled by his momentum for a moment, and his face became a little stiff.

However, the next moment, the frost melted, the cold moon melted, and the corners of the opposite person's mouth curled up slightly, instantly catching the most gentle touch of moonlight.

The man in black's Adam's apple moved up and down, his eyes were a little straightened, and he couldn't help taking steps forward.

The faint smile instantly turned into a murderous intent, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the wind suddenly became urgent!

The man in black stared, only to see a sharp weapon with a cold light flashing coldly approaching his heart!His complexion changed drastically, he hastily turned and rolled back, the sharp edge barely grazed his shirt, cut through the skin and picked up a string of blood beads, which plunged obliquely into the ground.

It was a sharp dagger, and the blade was trembling slightly.

One blow failed, and the man on the edge of the cliff sighed softly.In fact, it is expected, after all, I have lost all my internal energy, and the speed and strength of this flying sword are greatly reduced.

But, after all, not reconciled.

Without waiting for the man in black to get angry, he leaped back without hesitation, dressed in the moonlight, and fell down the deep cliff amidst the opponent's roar.