Even though he said he had forgiven himself, Xuanyuan Zhicheng still wanted to apologize to the other party. After all, it was his fault for this matter from beginning to end.

Even if he asked him to say sorry thousands of times, it would be fine, as long as his brother could forgive him.

"You have said sorry many times, don't think this matter is just forgot."

He didn't plan to forgive Xuanyuan Zhicheng so easily. If it was just like this, it would be too cheap. Xuanyuan Zhicheng would have to teach him a lesson no matter what.

"What do you think you should do?"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng could also understand his mood at this time. It was not impossible to get a reasonable answer. This requirement was not excessive. As long as he could do his best, he would do his best.

"I want me to forgive you? But it's not that simple unless..."

Xia Fan pretended to pause, and a slight chill flashed in his eyes, as if he was testing the other party's sincerity.

These eyes seemed to be able to accommodate the cold and cold rivers, staring past them.

The pair of eyes were like blades interspersed, sweeping down, and the cool breeze blew through his gap.

"Okay, unless it's something? You say, how can you forgive me?" Xuanyuan Zhicheng said patiently.

"If I say I want to beat you, will you let me beat you?"

"Of course, you have this right. If you want to beat me, I won't hide."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't think this was too much. He could do it anytime as long as he wanted to beat him. Even if he had to break his legs, he would have no objection. As long as the other party could calm his breath.

"This is what you said, it depends on whether you can withstand it."

Xia Fan's expression was indifferent, his handsome face was as cold as a knife, and his cold eyes never changed for a moment, as if he was determined to kill the other party.

"Okay, I will never hide, I can guarantee that I won't blink."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng promised that he would do what he promised.

He will not have any fear, after all, this is what he deserves and will not have any complaints.

In this way, Xuanyuan Zhicheng stood next to a towering tree, as if he was looking for a good position to "baptize the gallows" for himself.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng faced him and would not choose to close his eyes. He had only waited for the other party's sanctions.

His mood was a little complicated, and he didn't expect that he was scared at this critical moment.

He is not afraid of death or pain, he cannot calm down his mood!

Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't know what he was afraid of, but he was instinctively shaking.

Perhaps, when they lose something, they will also receive some corresponding responses.

Xia Fan didn't expect the other party to be so conscious. He closed his eyes slightly, covered his slender eyelashes with a layer of shadow, turned his back, and did not look back, and at the same time he felt a little angry.

What was he angry about? It might be because of the moment when Xuanyuan Zhicheng broke his friendship, or it might be because of Xuanyuan Zhicheng.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng felt a little thrust when he saw Xia Fan turning silently.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng could feel his current mood, and he felt very uncomfortable, and he probably couldn't make any ruthless moves. He had already made up his mind, but in the end he was still...

I couldn't see what expression the other party was using, but he knew that his close friend must be very angry.

All I could see was the moment when Xia Fan trembled his hands, as if he was paralyzed, and wanted to find a place to vent.

It was not until now that he realized that it was extremely difficult to clamp the palm of his palm. If he really wanted to take action, then it would be better to start from where on the other party first.

Xia Fan's pupils give people a feeling of soaring between heaven and earth, and they look at the target side.

His eyes were like a sharp sword, interspersed by, like an evil god reborn, and turned sideways, with powerful power that made the three realms surging!

As if he had thought it through, he took a deep breath, concentrated his strength on his flesh fist, and pinched it, and burst it with the air without any hesitation.

At the moment of suddenly swinging the fist, a transparent Yuan force was mixed with it, and the air evaporated together, which shows its power.

His fist did not hit Xuanyuan Zhicheng's forehead for this, but punched him on the trunk next to him, as if his vent had been transferred from Xuanyuan Zhicheng to the tree itself next to him.

Only in this way can you improve your mood slightly.

"boom!"

Without any element in it, it gives people a horrifying illusion that is full of wild fields.

The trees did not waver in this power, and there were only the sound of leaves falling and breaking through the air.

The leaves lost order and floated around in a mess, causing their clothes and hair to flutter.

The trunk itself seemed to be paralyzed and there was no movement. After a few seconds, the trunk then cracked and finally gradually spread around and began to break.

Even so, his mood did not calm down.

These dry barks did not bring him any pain or psychological harm, and they had never even roared. The only thing they could respond was this cold face.

It is really not worth venting one's anger by using self-harm in this way. It is sad in his heart and in his body. Even if the two quarrel, Xuanyuan Zhicheng still feels distressed for him.

At this time, Xuanyuan Zhicheng was thinking: "How could he be so stupid? Why did he hit the tree?"

As for the trunk itself, it changed from the cracked shape of the spider web into powder, like a collapsed building block, losing all support, spreading and shattering the ground.

The towering tree can only respond to the violent sound of collapse. In an instant, it was like a reinforced concrete project, which caused huge restlessness, just like a dream shattering, causing mountains to shake the earth, which was actually harsh.

At that moment just now, Xuanyuan Zhicheng felt that he was passing by the god of death and even held his breath.

This feeling is like coming to a dim street with no color at all. It seems that there will be a huge meteorite in the sky that will hit his head at any time, both worried and afraid.

Even the coldness began to come out behind me, and I felt a little panic inside.

Because of my fear, my pupils stretched out, and a few drops of cold sweat appeared on my forehead, and I almost died.

It's just a little bit short. Fortunately, this fist is a little bit off. If this fist really hits me, it wouldn't be as simple as the head blossoming.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng really didn't expect that he hated him so much that he used such a great force to vent his anger, as if he would never give up until he killed himself.

There was a slight smoke in the air and the endless resentment, which blew away with the hurricane to take away my boredom.

Although the trunks were broken into several pieces, as if they were dismembered, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's already unstable heart was even more complicated, and he was also a little confused and puzzled.

It would be fine if this fist hits me, but the key to the problem is that it hits this innocent tree, which makes people puzzled.

Has he been wrong? Xuanyuan Zhicheng thought this was absolutely impossible. It was not like his style. All he could think of at the moment was Xia Fan intentionally.

He doesn't want to hurt himself, so he can only use this "stupid" method to hurt himself. But is it worth it?

Blood flowed down his fingers and cracks, like water droplets rolling down, flowing down wantonly.

There was no large amount of blood coming out, only the indelible scar was created, as if it was scratched hard by some animal's claws, and even the skin was scratched.

His injury was not serious, but the injury was inexplicably distressing.

Although he did not shout the word "pain" and the expression on his face did not change at all, Xuanyuan Zhicheng could feel that he must be very uncomfortable now, and that kind of depressed mood was indescribable.

"Xia, what are you doing!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was anxious. He seemed to be afraid, and seemed to be afraid of losing. He quickly grabbed his injured wrist and quickly checked the other party's injuries. It was as if it was inflamed, and it felt a little painful.

Xia Fan simply ignored Xuanyuan Zhicheng's expression when he looked at him. He once thought that this injury was nothing and was not worth mentioning at all.

He shook Xuanyuan Zhicheng impatiently and held his hand, and said with his lips: "I didn't do anything, I just can't do anything to you."

"But do you know how much harm it will hurt you? Do you know how painful it will hurt?"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng would rather be chopped by himself than allow him to forgive himself in such a way of self-harm.

He is willing to forgive himself in the future. If he gets forgiven by indirect suicide, will he still be human?

"I'm not stupid, then what you mean is to smash your bones?"

He knew what Xuanyuan Zhicheng said but he said this on purpose.

"I don't mean that. I know you take your life lightly, but I don't want you to use this method and promise me not to do such stupid things anymore, Xia."

Xia Fan was silent for a few seconds before nodding and agreeing.

To be honest, he was still a little confused, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was nothing big. Since that was the case, he would be able to rely on him.

"...Okay, then do you know why I do this?"

"have no idea."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng answered truthfully, he did not understand what Lao Xia intended to do so.

"It's good that pain, only in this way can I remember it."

Xia Fan put down his injured hand, he turned his head and did not choose to look at the other party.

The reason I do this is because only by remembering this pain can I understand it. But how can I say this mood? It is not as decisive as I imagined.

"……summer."

Through this pupil, people can feel unprecedented emotions, and Xuanyuan Zhicheng really can't figure it out.

It is hard to imagine what this teenager has experienced and why he has such complicated emotions?

"what?"

Hearing Xuanyuan Zhicheng's voice, he immediately turned his head back, thinking about what the other party was going to say, but he never thought that Xuanyuan Zhicheng hugged him again.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng took the initiative to step forward, spread Xiu's arms, and put his left and right hands on his back, causing intimate contact between good brothers.

That expression seemed reluctant, a little sad and sad, probably because of his reaction after seeing him performing such an "excessive" action!
Chapter completed!