Chapter 225 (1/2)

It could have bloomed, it could have been appreciated, but it hid in the flowers and leaves. Habu stroked the flowers and bones with his fingers. He suddenly took up the indescribable strangeness in his eyes and murmured, ”you are a beautiful woman, how can you be a ghost!”

He slowly turned back and focused on rusha. His eyes looked down at her. Suddenly, he scattered a murderous spirit like cold ice and said, ”why?”

Rusha said, ”what? Why?”

Habu Huo suddenly smiled with unspeakable evil.

Rusha smiled, too.

Habu sighed softly and said, ”you know, you remind me of my wife.”

Rusha said with a smile, ”will people like you get married?”

”At that time, my boss asked me to do something, but she hid my shoes. I thought she didn't want me to go. I was very moved, but later I found that she was having a tryst with another man.”

”She obviously wants me to go, but she pretends she doesn't want me. People are very strange animals. You can love someone deeply. On the surface, you actually hate him and go crazy.”

Rusha's hand holding the glass suddenly trembled.

Habu shrugged and said, ”for Duan Xin, you have lost your status, dignity and everything, but you are still helping him. Is it worth it?”

Rusha lowered her head and said, ”do you think I'm for him?”

”But he took Qiutian away and left you here,” Habu said. He couldn't stop biting his teeth and said, ”he blew up my running boat.”

”How else would I come here?”

Rusha said, ”but you're still alive, aren't you?”

Habu looked at the flower branch in his hand and said with a smile, ”as long as I live, no one is good.”

Rusha's eyes showed a trace of vigilance and sighed, ”I thought you were a gentleman.”

Ha preached, ”maybe”

Outside the garden, there were several barks of dogs. Rusha poured herself another glass of wine and said, ”bad dogs will hurt people. It's better to stew early.”

Habu smiled again. In the next second, he had moved, as if he were sliding under the wind and fire wheel, and the flower branches in his hands spun out of a semicircle in the air, slow and beautiful, with a natural momentum like the wind.

The wind rises and falls invisible, coming and going without a trace. Who can resist it?

Rusha's hand didn't move until the cold killing force had pierced into the skin pores. Her hand whirled like lightning and covered the tip of the flower branch with a wine cup.

At the same time, her body floated upside down, like falling flowers gliding in the air.

The flower branches trembled vigorously.

The fragile branches seem to have consciousness and strength, like wild animals trapped in cages. In the blink of an eye, they break the thick crystal wine glass.

Smash and swing.

If Sha's toes are gently on the stone steps, she turns over in the air, and the whole person floats and falls among the flowers.

With a smile on her lips, she picked up a piece of soft rope used to bind flowers and trees.