Xie Wanjin forgot his words for a moment, hurried to Rong Sheng and stretched out his hand to help him.

His hands were half stretched out, and he didn't dare to touch Rong Sheng rashly, for fear of moving around and adding to Rong Sheng's injury.

"How did you do this? I was fine yesterday. How long haven't I seen you? My hair is white?" the fourth childe's hands have nowhere to put, and his eyebrows frown. "Can I touch you? You look like this..."

"Xie Yu!" Rong Sheng's voice almost squeezed out of his throat and frowned at him, "can you be quiet and die?"

Xie Wanjin was scolded by him and didn't make trouble. On the contrary, he was relieved and said happily, "you still have the mind to scold me. Fortunately... It seems that you can't die for the time being."

The fourth childe said and stretched out his hand to help Rongsheng lie down. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Rongsheng, he was thrown away.

The boy's face was blue and white, and his voice was dumb. "Stay away from me!"

"I won't do anything to you!" Xie Wanjin was a little confused by him, but it was very uncomfortable to see Rong Sheng like this.

The fourth childe took a deep breath and said:

It's all right. I'm so healthy. Why should I care about such a half dead person?

Xie Wanjin thought like this. Standing in front of his bed, Tong Rongsheng, who was very angry, explained, "I just think you should be uncomfortable, so I want to help you lie down. How can you lie down more comfortable than that?"

Rongsheng just looked at him and didn't speak.

Fortunately, the fourth childe has been comfortable among the Xie family for many years and has a good temper. It's very patient.

He leaned over slightly, slowed down his tone, and Tong Rongsheng said, "I didn't want to kill you when you took ah Jiu to the Western Chu. Now the world is peaceful, what have I done to you? What else did I say... You are like this now, how can I you?"

Xie Wanjin said the most irritating words in a gentle voice, but he didn't feel it.

The fourth childe also thinks he is quite magnanimous and can support a boat in his belly.

But Rong Sheng gave him a word, "get out."

Xie Wanjin immediately: "

No matter how good your temper is, you can't stand to go away for three or two days!

The fourth childe didn't allow nonsense. He reached out and picked him up, slowly flattened him on the couch, and said with an open-minded posture: "if you have the ability, you can hit me. If you don't have the strength, you can rest..."

Before he finished saying this, Rong Sheng clasped his hand.

The next moment, the boy lowered his head and bit his wrist.

The position of the bite was impartial, which was the place Rong Sheng had bitten in the dark room of the Western Chu palace.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's teeth bit Xie Wanjin's flesh. In pain, he fell and sat on the couch and suddenly knocked down the screen on one side.

In the middle of the night, it was quiet. Suddenly, the little maid hurried over and asked, "what's the matter with young master Rong?"

Before the sound fell, the rich and powerful had come to the door, "childe... Are you in there?"

Xie Wanjin was in a hurry just now and didn't want to go to the door. He looked up and found that the door had been damaged by him and hung aside. It was shaky by the night wind.

The servant girl is about to come in.

At the moment, his wrist is still bitten by Rongsheng

The young man's face was bloodless, and his waist white hair was spread all over the couch. However, his appearance was not halved, but his face was as clear as a demon and an immortal.

Rong Sheng suddenly loosened his mouth and said in a dumb voice, "let them not come in."

"Don't come here." Xie Wanjin hurriedly said to the people outside the door, "my son is inside."

Half of the rich and powerful have stepped into the threshold. Smelling the speech, he hurried back out and asked anxiously, "young master, how are you, young master Rong? Do you want to invite the doctor to have a look?"

Xie Wanjin looked down at Rong Sheng.

The boy did not speak, but shook his head slightly.

"No need." the fourth childe understood and immediately said, "you all step back."

He thought that after Rong was born in the imperial capital, he took off the silver mask he had been wearing for many years. He didn't even know how to make his white hair black. He thought that he had some idea of being an ordinary person. He certainly didn't want others to see his strange and embarrassed appearance.

The people outside the door stepped back. Dagui was worried and added, "the young master will call your maidservant again if you have something to do."

In the middle of the night, the door was broken. I didn't know what was going on inside. The childe didn't let anyone in. Several boys and maids were nervous. They didn't dare to sleep. They had to stay away.

The moon hidden wind came, and there was silence all over the ground.

Xie Wanjin calmed down and looked at his wrist bitten by Rongsheng. It was painful and helpless. He couldn't help frowning slightly and said, "Rongsheng, are you a dog?"

Before Rongsheng could reply, he continued, "you can bite me. Just pick a place to bite! Do you know how many times I wiped the jade muscle cream to eliminate the mark you bit me last time? It's only a few days! You've bitten me again!"

Rongsheng looked at him with dark eyes and said nothing.

Xie Wanjin was so looked at by him that his voice gradually lowered.

"You bite me, I can't say it yet?" the fourth childe whispered, and suddenly thought that if Rong Sheng still had the strength to beat him, he wouldn't use "bite".

Look at him

Isn't it true?

He immediately stopped, looked at Rong Sheng for a long time, and then asked, "I'll find Qing Qi to show you?"

Rongsheng said faintly, "no need."

"Yes, you... Should not be cured by the doctor." Xie Wanjin thought and asked, "I'll find Yeli to heal you?"

"It's useless."

Rongsheng's voice is almost inaudible.

The whole person with juvenile pain curled up, his eyes were scarlet, and he simply closed his eyes and endured.

"That's not necessary. It's useless. Then how can you be good?" Xie Wanjin was a little anxious. "How can you cook like this? There's always some way to make you feel a little better. You can't cure the root cause. You can cure the symptoms temporarily."

The light in the room was dim, the lights in front of the door were shaking, and the fire was out.

Some light came in and shone on Rong Sheng's face, making his face more and more pale and gray, as if the most gorgeous color had fallen into the night, swallowed up by the boundless darkness, and gradually lost his light.

Xie Wanjin was burning with anxiety.

He couldn't tell why he was in such a hurry, but he didn't want to suffer any more.

He thought, what should I do?

The fourth childe was full of thoughts and confusion. When he looked down, he saw the blood on his wrist. Suddenly, his eyes brightened, "it seems that you had drunk a little of my blood last time, didn't you?"

He said, directly handed his wrist to Rongsheng's lips, "drink."

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with a complex look in his eyes.

Xie Wanjin didn't care to explore what Rong Sheng was thinking. Obviously, he hurt very much and said as if nothing had happened: "anyway, you have a drink first."

Rongsheng looked at him, but he didn't move.

"Didn't you like to drink last time? Why are you polite now?" the fourth childe couldn't help saying: "I'm so familiar with both of us. Why are you polite? Drink quickly! Anyway, I'm in good health. I'll make up for it in a few days."

When he talked about the back, he kind of wanted to slap himself: what are you talking about?

Rong Sheng frowned slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "take it away!"

Xie Wanjin was stunned when he heard the speech.

After a while, he calmed down and asked, "drinking blood is useful, isn't it? Useful... Why don't you drink it?"

Fourth childe really doesn't understand what Rong Sheng is thinking.

The national master didn't know how many people he had killed and how much blood he had seen before. Why does he suddenly become disgusted with blood now?

He volunteered to be a fat sheep to bleed. What's the matter with Rongsheng?

Rongsheng didn't speak, but he brushed Xie Wanjin's hand away with his teeth, pushing him to stagger and sit directly on the ground

The fourth childe was stunned on the spot.

Rong Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Wanjin, who constantly urged him to drink blood. His thoughts were mixed, and he suddenly remembered a lot of previous things.

In fact, when he was young, he was not the most outstanding disciple in the National Teacher's residence. He was casual when he was young, and he didn't want to be the first.

Only because the young master had told him many times that the true disciples of the National Teacher's house had mastered the supreme skill and ranked above all people. There was no need to bow their heads in front of the throne, but there was never any benefit in vain.

How much a person gets, he has to pay the same price.

Rong Sheng has no father, no mother, no greed and anger. He doesn't want anything in particular, nor does he want to pay any price for being competitive. If a tall man is willing to come out and face the sky, he just needs to be an ordinary disciple in the middle.

Until the fall of Guoshi mansion

He watched with his own eyes as master moths fluttered into the fire, and the people around him died one by one. Everything he knew, liked and hated was submerged in the sea of fire and turned into ashes.

He and Yeli were the only ones who escaped death in such a big national division house.

What Supreme skill is not rare among thousands of people. He just wants the people who destroyed the Guoshi mansion to pay for their lives.

Since then, his mind has changed greatly and he has been closed for three years.

He practiced his secret arts hard. Because there was no guidance, he almost became possessed several times. Therefore, his young white hair and appearance stayed at the age of 17. From then on, his years passed without change.

Later, he finally succeeded and slaughtered one by one the people who had jointly harmed the Guoshi mansion. However, because of the master's words, he could not really layout and destroy the emperor of Western Chu in the Guoshi mansion.

Then he put on his mask and trampled on the demons and monsters. He became a vicious and strange Western Chu master. He sat on an equal footing with the emperor of Western Chu, restrained the government of Western Chu, and set up a situation to trap Murong yuan in a square inch, turning his hands over clouds and covering his hands with rain.

However, the Imperial College can be rebuilt, but its vitality is difficult to reappear.

Just like Rong Sheng, even if his appearance has not changed for many years, he is no longer the young man of that year.

With his hands full of blood, he lives in the boundless darkness haunted by conspiracy, but stubbornly adheres to the last point of his original heart:

Hands can be dirty, but hearts can't be dirty.

Even if he didn't form a concentric alliance with the people of the Western Chu royal family and died in pain every month to go back to the gate of hell, he didn't want to live and die with people with sinister thoughts and tie them together for a lifetime.

If Rong Sheng really wants to be more comfortable, there are other ways, such as drinking blood. However, with more and more times of being swallowed by the skill, he will become bloodthirsty.

But he doesn't want to be an outright monster.

Nine out of ten people in the world want to be looked up to by others, but for Rong Sheng, the word "ordinary" is the most rare.

Rong Sheng has already seen clearly the good and evil in this world. Most of the people who compete for power and profit in each other's inch are disgusted and disdained.

He can kill without blinking an eye, or he can bear the pain of swallowing his heart for the persistence in his heart, and calmly accept his life.

But Rong Sheng never thought about it.

One day, someone will put his wrist in front of him,

He didn't insist, he didn't force others' lives to continue his own life.

It was the fool's willingness and eagerness: drink my blood.

Rao is a man who lives so plainly and clearly. He is inevitably confused and difficult to understand in his heart.

This... How to calculate?