Phi-Fic Chapter 119: War King Hug
Chapter 119: War King Hug
Twelve's questions became more urgent than the last.
The War King's bedroom suddenly became quiet.
The War King's fingers tightened, causing Su Jixue's fingers to hurt.
Su Jixue, who had been smiling, looked downcast. Looking at the somewhat aggressive Twelve, she replied coldly, "None of your business!"
Simple, crude and extremely indecent.
Twelve froze.
A scene from his youth suddenly flashed before his eyes. At that time, he and Ba led the other boys from the children's training camp who had temporarily joined forces to surround the wounded Ling.
He had also been very rude in provoking him: "Zero, Eleven is poisoned and will only be a burden to you. If you're looking for someone to join forces with, why not join us? There are only ten of the two hundred left, and we're nine short of one. We can survive this time."
Twelve remembered it clearly. Although he was at a disadvantage, Zero's eyes at that time were like a wolf cub that had been forced into a desperate situation, fierce and proud: "You guys are worthy?!"
That time, Ling risked his life to kill other people despite being injured in the abdomen and back.
But he and Number 8 were left behind, with a mark of humiliation on their foreheads.
Twelve asked Ling with bloodshot eyes why he didn't kill him. Ling stomped on his face with disdain: "If I kill you, who will kill those losers? There are 200 people entering the arena. I can't kill them all by myself!"
"Remember, don't get close to me and Eleven from now on!"
The two became enemies from then on.
Twelve had also questioned Zero unwillingly during their repeated hostilities, asking why he didn't choose to ally with him when he was more cruel and vicious than Eleven.
At that time, the sun was shining brightly. Ling was covered in blood and looked at him with an idiotic look and sneered: "Fool, we are not allies, we are companions!"
Every time, the children in the training camp would unite and form alliances for survival, but they were only temporary relationships, and they would even take advantage of the situation to make the final blow when each other was weak.
Zero and Eleven created the miracle of Dahuang Mountain.
It's even more of a myth.
The heart yearns for it, but cannot obtain it.
Su Jixue wasn't finished yet. She glared at Twelve and said to the War King, "Jun Wuzui, what's the point of keeping a subordinate like him who can't figure out which side he's on and actually questions his master? Just throw him into the mines and do hard labor."
Twelve raised his eyes stiffly and looked at Su Jixue. Even though he had changed his body, Ling's disdainful expression remained unchanged.
The heart of protecting Eleven has not changed.
It seems like yesterday.
Twelve always saw things as crawling in the dark, but at this moment, there was no resentment in his heart, but rather a sense of confusion and helplessness.
How could he ask such a question? Why did he ask it? What was his position?
It's really ridiculous.
"If that's the case, why would you be with..." Twelve felt a strong sense of resentment surging in his heart, and he couldn't help but continue to question.
Zero knew how long they had been looking for her!
Why is she with Zong Kui? Since she has always been with Eleven, what happened to Nan Qing over the past ten years!
Even in Gu'an City, she never showed any mercy to the War King, as if that was not Eleven standing shoulder to shoulder with Zero.
why!
But before Twelve could finish his words, the War King suddenly stood up and grabbed his throat tightly. The War King, who had been calm just now, was now full of violence, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent and warnings: "Twelve, am I too kind to you?!"
Twelve was speechless for a moment, his throat being strangled, making it difficult for him to breathe. The murderous intent in the War King's eyes was as sharp as a substance.
War King, this is serious!
Su Jixue was slightly startled, but she also felt the War King's protection for her when she saw the scene before her. After all, when Twelve had a fight with the War King before, the War King was not as angry as he was now.
The War King turned hostile when Twelve wanted to confront her.
How could she have any relationship with Twelve, who only had half a copper coin in her? Was it polite for Twelve to speak to a rich lady he just met like that?
It's his due! It's not unfair to strangle him to death.
"Get out!" said the War King, and with a force of his arm he threw Twelve out the door.
Twelve rolled on the ground, gave the two of them a long look, and then bowed and left the bedroom. He looked a little embarrassed. As always, he always looked extremely embarrassed when he left them.
Su Jixue and King Zhan were the only ones left in the bedroom.
"Can the poison that Twelve just mentioned really be cured?"
"When did the prince take Chief Steward Huo and the group from last night into his service?"
They both spoke at the same time, but the questions they asked made them both silent.
After a long while, Su Jixue spoke first, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "It's just a little troublesome, but if we have Ji Xue's blood, it can naturally be solved."
"So, we must find the whereabouts of Zongkui."
Su Jixue was lying on the bed, her hair had long been spread out under her head, which made her face look even more pale and transparent. Her originally delicate appearance now looked weak and pitiful, but her peach blossom eyes were as dark as ink, and the coldness in her eyes when she mentioned Zong Kui was frightening.
Love and hate are expressed very clearly.
"Don't worry, he can't run away." The War King held Su Jixue's hand tightly, his narrow eyes drooped coldly, hiding the deep hatred and murderous intent in his eyes.
He didn't look at Su Jixue, and answered her question calmly: "No fight, no acquaintance. I saved Master Huo more than ten years ago, so I took them in."
A dozen years ago?
Su Jixue calculated the time and it was exactly when the incident happened in Dahuang Mountain.
"You're really lucky. Those guys are formidable." Su Jixue had heard of the War King's Owl Camp, a force that kept its location secret but always drew blood. It wasn't the most formidable of the War King's armies, but it was the most notorious. When the Owl Camp went out, no one was spared.
If it was the group from Dahuangshan, it wouldn’t be surprising.
"Yes, I am very lucky." King Zhan raised his eyes and stroked Su Jixue's head with his hand. The deep emotions in his eyes almost overflowed. This was the person he never thought he would get back.
"But I would be afraid too..."
The last sentence was almost inaudible, with a slight tremor.
When Su Jixue fell down, he was really scared.
If it happens again, the pain will be unbearable.
Su Jixue's eyes widened, then curved up, she opened her arms and said with a smile: "Come, lie down on me and let me hold you, I can't get up."
Zhan Wang was slightly startled, then he opened his arms and bent down carefully. As soon as he reached the hugging range of Su Jixue's arms, a big bear hug directly wrapped around him.
The strong smell of blood and medicine hits the nose.
But it's so warm that it makes people's eyes slightly red.
Just like many years ago, after the two of them had killed everyone else and were covered in blood, they sat back to back on the ground. Xiaojun Wuzui had carefully opened his arms and said casually, "Do you want me to hold you?"
"Hmm?" Zero looked puzzled.
"It means joy and celebration, just like high-five." Xiaojun Wuzui explained with a wandering look in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a big hug surrounded him.
At that time, the setting sun was blood-red and corpses were everywhere, but it was the most beautiful memory in the heart of the War King.
It is still the same today.
The War King opened his arms and let Su Jixue hold him tightly. He would rather let his arms hang uncomfortably in the air than touch her injured body.
Su Jixue buried her face in front of the War King and asked quietly, "Jun Wuzui, do you really believe what I say?"
His soul left his body when he was unconscious, so he knew the whereabouts of Zongkui... Does the War King really believe it?