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Love?

This word, like a sharp blade, penetrated into the hearts of the five guardians of the Hell Pavilion.

Because from childhood to adulthood, this word has always been their forbidden zone. They have never cared about other people except for each other. Love is more like a magic full of curses, and they are out of reach...

"Wu Ming, you...you really fell in love with that girl..."

Shumo was trembling all over, and even her words were not smooth. She was afraid, and from the bottom of her heart, because in Hell Pavilion, once she had love in her heart, she would be doomed.

Even if Shura doesn’t punish him, the Pavilion Master will make him worse than death!

"Wu Ming, why are you stupid?" At this time, Huan Ye could no longer help but step forward and scolded, "Have you forgotten the agreement between the five of us? We have said that we must be the best brothers and sisters in our life and live well! Have you forgotten that we are killers and tools in the hands of the Pavilion Master! Tools are not worthy of love! You..."

After that, even Huanye herself couldn't continue to talk about it. This situation was millions of times worse than she thought!

Wuming's face was as pale as paper. He blinked, feeling guilty but no regrets.

"sorry."

These three words were gently spit out of his mouth, so lightly, but they were like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

So, he really fell in love with that girl?!

Xue Yan looked at him in disbelief, unable to believe that it was true. He slowly walked forward and stared at Wuming. His best brother asked in a trembling voice: "Is that girl Xiangxiang?"

Wuming didn't say anything. He thought for a while, but finally nodded slowly.

It was her, it was really him...

Xue Yan's heart moved.

Since Japan, Huahua and Xiangxiang have been following them, sometimes fighting with them, sometimes just following them. Over time, he and Wuming got used to the existence of these two girls. Even later, they were used to the girl named Huahua chasing him, while the girl named Xiangxiang chased Wuming...

However, what he didn't expect was that the one who was moved first was Wuming. Because he always thought that the person who violated the taboo first would be himself. He had to admit that the girl named Huahua illuminated his life like a ball of fire. Now, I think about it, it's not only himself who is illuminated, but Wuming!

And now, looking at Wu Ming's serious injury, his thoughts began to roll. When did it start...

From when did those two girls become their curse?!

He clearly remembered that at the beginning, he hated it very much. The girl who was called Huahua, the killer who was very young, always called her "my mother" and the one who was very skilled in martial arts but always liked to swear. When did she start to stop being disgusted, but instead came into his heart?!

Xue Yan was in a mess, and fragments of the past kept popping up in his mind...

He remembered that at the beginning, Huahua always liked to chase and fight with him, and teased him while fighting, either pinching his face or holding his arms, which made him angry and beat her the most ruthless move. Fortunately, she avoided Wu Gongjun...

He remembered that when he gradually got used to this kind of days when she was followed, sometimes when she didn't come, he would feel awkward. Later, when he fought, he would deliberately give in to her, not wanting to really hurt her...

He remembered that once she fought with him halfway, but suddenly stopped. He thought she was injured and felt a little panicked, but unexpectedly, she looked at him with red eyes and said, "Stinky Blood Yan, what should I do if I fall in love with you?" At that time, his heart was beating like a drum, and he ran away on the spot. Later, he kept hiding this matter in his heart, and he didn't even tell Wuming.

He remembered that after that time, he felt so awkward every time he saw her. He could hide if he could, but she was like a ok person, still careless and heartless, and even more relaxed in front of him. He always kept pestering him and making trouble, asking him: "Stinky Blood Yan, I confessed my love to you, why didn't you respond to me?" Nonsense, he dared not respond to her, how could the people in Hell Pavilion have love?!

He remembered that she became annoyed after so many times. One night, she actually learned from him and wore a red dress. While he was on duty alone, she suddenly jumped in front of him from the bushes and pouted like a child: "Xue Yan, why are you timid, you coward, why are you hiding from me? Look, today you wore red clothes and I also wore red clothes. Isn't it very much like a married groom and a bride? Let's just have a meeting together?!" That time, the heat in my heart was obviously rolling, but in the end she could only refuse coldly, watching her red eyes disappear into the night...

He remembers...

He remembers...

He remembers everything that happened to both of them...

Xue Yan gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly into fists. It turned out that before he knew it, he and her had so many memories...

He and her...

They and them...

He lowered his head and looked deeply at the weak and dullness on the bed, and suddenly felt a feeling of mutual appreciation.

Wuming, my dearest brother, the same is true for you and that Xiangxiang, right?

It turns out that there are some things in this world that you can’t refuse when you want to, and you can forget when you want to. Because they seem to have magic. No matter how tight your heart is, they can still find ways to get in, live in peace, and take root and grow!

At this moment, Shura suddenly turned around.

In the room, it became quiet again.

Suffocating quiet.

Everyone, holding their breath, was waiting for his decision, the decision that predicted no life or death...

Time seemed to be particularly long, the air was so nervous that it was about to explode, and everyone's palms secreted fine sweat.

"I will report everything to the Pavilion Master."

After a long time, Shura's voice slowly rang out, and everyone's face suddenly turned ashamed.

"No!" Xue Yan shouted almost without thinking. Such a decision clearly made Wu Ming die!

Shura's face suddenly became even more gloomy: "If he made a mistake, he should bear the consequences!"

Yes, you should bear the consequences! But such consequences are too heartless and too cold!

Wuming is their brother, they are the brothers they share life and death and swear to protect their lives and death! How could Shura do this? Reporting this to the Pavilion Master is equivalent to proclaiming Wuming's death penalty!

Thinking of this, Xue Yan's head was almost bloodshot. He gritted his teeth, made a cruel decision, and shouted at Shura: "All brothers and sisters! You could fight to save Meimei, so why couldn't you let Wuming go today!"

"Blood Flame!"

At this moment, Huan Ye and Shumo were almost scared to death.

Who doesn’t know that Meimei has always been the fatal pit of Shura and a forbidden area that no one can touch. For more than ten years, they have tacitly understood each other, and no one will ask Meimei for a word in front of Shura, and even rarely say the words about "beauty".

"Xue Yan, are you crazy?" Huan Ye's eyes were panicked. She pulled him behind her, for fear that Shura would give him a palm whenever he turned around. This kid was so ignorant!

"Shura, please... don't... blame Xue Yan... cough cough cough..." Wu Yang, who was lying on the bed, reluctantly sat up and pleaded for Xue Yan's impulse, "I... am willing to... bear... all the consequences... cough cough cough..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

There was a violent and violent cough echoing in the room. He coughed so hard that he seemed to cough out all his internal organs. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and one by one, and

"Oh no!" Shumo quickly sat next to him and fed him a pill, "Hey, why are you so strong after being seriously injured? Believe it or not, you will be useless if you use your martial arts more..."

He smiled apologetically and lay down obediently under Shumo's suppression.

Everyone's eyes turned to Shura again, and Xue Yan knew that he had said the wrong thing. He was too impulsive. He knew that he shouldn't mention the beautiful things, but he still couldn't help but want to apologize, but when he saw Shura's dark aura, he couldn't say it. He knew that he had touched Shura's pain...

Originally, he wanted to help Wuming, but now it seems that even he himself cannot protect himself.

At this moment, Shura's eyes were like the lonely wolf in the cold night, very fierce, very cold, but also indescribable loneliness.

After a while, he took a step and walked towards the door.

Everyone's eyes were filled with great anxiety, but a very heavy voice heard: "You take good care of him, this time it's not happening!"

As soon as the words came to an end, everyone's eyes lit up instantly, revealing joy.

Xue Yan shouted happily to the door: "Brother Shura!"

However, when they looked up again, the door was empty and there was no sign of Shura.

"Huh, where is the person?" He looked at the door suspiciously, feeling a little disappointed.

At this time, a shadow fell suddenly on the top of my head.

"Ouch!"

Xue Yan covered the wound in pain, his eyes widened: "Sister, why are you so cruel?"

As a result, before he finished speaking, he saw another storm on his left.

So, the next second, with a "bang" sound, he slapped hard on his head.

This time, he was almost angry and embarrassed: "Xiao Momo, even you taught me a lesson?"

Shumo blinked her eyes, thrust her waist, and glared at him: "What? Is there anything wrong with teaching you a lesson? Idiot Xue Yan, you know that Brother Shura hates us to mention Meimei the most, what about you, but it makes him sad? Do you think Brother Shura doesn't want to save Wuming? But he is our eldest brother and the chief guardian of Hell Pavilion. You know that he is in a difficult position, but you still want to mention Meimei to stimulate him?"

"I--" Xue Yan's face turned red. He didn't know what to say. He knew that he had done something wrong today, but there was something else involved in his heart. He could not say a word for it.

Love is a disaster, and today's events are just the beginning.

The war between Hell Pavilion and XJ, Mu Juebing has just begun. He and her, they and them, are still enemies when they meet again? Wuming is injured to save Xiangxiang. What about in the future? Wuming saves Xiangxiang this time, and next time, can he save Huahua like Wuming?

Is it possible? Is it really possible?!
Chapter completed!