"I... you want to kill or kill, just listen!" Although Xunfeng's tone was very firm, he didn't realize that there was an uncontrollable tremor in his voice.

Jin Zhao said in a cold tone, "Of course I want to kill you! It's just...letting you die like this is too cheap for you."

"Oh, by the way, I saw just now... You seem to have both of your hands not idle." Then, before Xunfeng could catch his breath, the Canglan Sword rushed towards Xunfeng's wrist at a speed of light.

Xunfeng didn't seem to feel any pain at that moment, but saw that his palm was broken from his wrist, and fell to the ground like a ball of waste, rolled around a few times, the blood stained the soil on the ground, and he couldn't see clearlyWhat is that object.

"Ah!" The blood spurted out, and Xunfeng didn't even have time to cover the big blood hole. Now... It seems that only screaming can relieve the severe pain.

After the Canglan sword chopped off one of his hands, it circled in the air, and landed on Jin Zhao's hand obediently.

Jin Zhao didn't let it go, but walked up to Xun Feng step by step, pointing his sword at his neck, "What are you, you dare to touch him, even if you are crushed to ashes, it's not an exaggeration.Now... it's just that one hand is gone, and you have such a big reaction, I'm afraid it's too early."

Xunfeng's body was trembling uncontrollably, and he kept shrinking into the stone wall, even though there was no room for him to move, he said in a trembling voice: "Cui Jinzhao, isn't it just death?Just hurry up and kill me with one knife, why do you need to be such a mother-in-law!"

Jin Zhao: "Do you not understand human language? I just said it. I won't give you a good time. I just want to torture you like this."

Jin Zhao's eyes were fierce, with an uncontrollable murderous look.

Just when Xunfeng thought he was about to fall into hell, another voice came from his ear.

"Azhao, let it go."

Shen Li barely propped himself up, and pulled Jin Zhao's sleeve.

Jin Zhao was already suppressing his anger in his heart, he turned around and looked at Shen Li, "What? Do you still want to intercede for him now?"

Shen Li shook his head, "No, you don't need to do it."

"What do you mean?" Jin Zhao asked back.

Shen Li didn't say anything, but his body became more and more weak, and he was about to fall down in a daze, so Jin Zhao had no choice but to hug his body first.

Shen Li leaned his head on his shoulder and said weakly: "Let's... go back first."

Jin Zhao's stomach full of anger was not easy to vent, but he just hugged the person in his arms tightly again, "Okay, go back first."

Jin Zhao sent the man back to the palace, it was already midnight, Shen Li leaned against Jin Zhao's arms half asleep, his clothes were already in bad shape.

The previously bandaged wound on the body has not healed yet, and because of running all the way, coupled with the erosion of the rain, it is wrapped in the body wetly, and the wound is soaked by the rain. A lot of blood flowed out, staining the clothes, and there were patches of red marks.

His complexion was also slightly pale, and the temperature on his body fluctuated from hot to cold, but he blindly clenched Jin Zhao's clothes, looking very uneasy.

Of course this is not possible.

Just as he was thinking about what to do with his body, Gui Yun opened the door and came in, and then his servants also came in silently, put down the bathtub in the room, and poured in the hot water that had been prepared earlier.

Jin Zhao was about to say something, but Gui Yun spoke first, "General Cui, I will leave the master to you first." He also purposely lowered his voice so as not to wake Shen Li up.

After finishing speaking, he led the people out of the room, and then, only the two of them were left in the room again.

Jin Zhao didn't care too much, he stripped off his wet clothes and put him into the tub.

Wash his body inch by inch with clean water, and gently comb his messy black hair with a wooden comb.

His movements were very gentle, Shen Li didn't feel uncomfortable, but leaned on him instead.

It wasn't until the body temperature gradually returned to normal that Jin Zhao picked him up, dried him, put him on the bed, and carefully bandaged his wound with cloth strips.

He returned to the cleanliness before, perhaps because the uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared, Shen Li slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet Jin Zhao's line of sight.

Jin Zhao's fingertips gently stroked his temple hair with boundless tenderness.

"What? Did it wake you up?" Jin Zhao asked in a low voice.

Shen Li didn't respond for a while, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, after a while, he raised his hand and pushed Jin Zhao's hand aside, his eyes struggled, and he seemed unwilling to face him.

That sense of self-loathing...Jin Zhao clearly felt it.

He tried to touch Shen Li's cheek, but he dodged it, "You...don't touch me."

Jin Zhao asked calmly, "What's wrong? Do you hate me?"

Shen Li hurriedly turned his head and said, "No."

"Are you blaming me for not listening to Meng Fanzhi's words and leading you out?"

Shen Li shook his head again, and said in a low voice: "No, I... know your difficulties and... your intentions."

"There's nothing, why don't you want me to touch it?"

Jin Zhao doesn't want him to keep his words in his heart, so that... the problem will never be resolved. Although it may be cruel to face the problem directly, but...he is even more unwilling to let him live in the discomfort of self-entanglement.

Shen Li really didn't want to say those words out of his mouth, but... he still insisted and said: "The matter of Xunfeng just now... I don't want you to dislike me..."

When he said this, his palms were tightly clenched into fists, and even his lips were trembling slightly.

Fortunately...he said it.Jin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

He got up and sat on the edge of the bed, took a step closer to Shen Li, and gently opened his tightly clenched hands, only to see that the palms of his palms had been pinched badly by his nails.

Jin Zhao gently kissed his palm and fingers, hugged him into his arms, and said gently: "Fool, no matter what you become, you are the one I love, and nothing can change my heart for you.", what are you thinking so much about?"

Shen Li's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his head to look at him, and said hesitantly, "You... really don't care?"

"The only thing I regret now is that I didn't get rid of that beast early, and let him have that kind of thought for you, and... feel sorry for you."

Jin Zhao gently kissed his cheek and the tip of his nose, for fear of irritating him because of his excessive movements, "You are the one I put on top of my heart, and I don't even have time to love you, so why would I despise you."

Shen Li's eyes trembled, and he looked at him fixedly, "Azhao, I... saw you cry today."

Speaking of this...he was also very surprised. Since he was a child, he had never cried much, no matter how much he was wronged, but...seeing his appearance today, he couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable.At that time, he surprised himself a lot.

Jin Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Yes, the tears I shed for you are because I failed to protect you well and let you suffer such grievances."