She was like a hungry poisonous snake with empty stomach, about to eat the fullest and sweetest fruit, and all the ** in her heart were drawn out.

Although she had not eaten it yet, she couldn't help but feel excited when she thought that Master's little man was the legendary emperor's son.

"That's the point." The poisonous snake wearing the beauty's skin showed a charming smile.

For some reason, Shizu's body was uncontrollably trembling and chilling.

The next moment, a cold hand came over his head, and the movement was as gentle as if he was caressing a wounded animal.

But Shizu only felt the unprecedented coldness, and the cold temperature penetrated from his fingers into his skin, and he knew it.

It is hard to describe the feeling, like falling into the quagmire of death, watching yourself slowly fall, but you can do nothing.

Above the sky, a man's roar came.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying power swept down, shaking the white bones and the earth collided wildly, and endless fear erupted in the faint eyes.

Shizu's teeth also trembled slightly, but it was not because of the man in the sky. This fear actually originated from the woman in front of him who made him willing to die.

She pursed her lips and smiled, her voice clear as smoke: "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you."

The voice was full of bewitching power. She told him not to be afraid, and he was really not afraid at all.

In this world, Shizu's last bit of consciousness and memory is the slightly upward and floating beautiful ending sound.

He really didn't feel any pain, and when his slender and cold five fingers inserted into the skull, he didn't hear any sound of bone cracks.

He was clearly doing extremely cruel and cruel things, but Shizu strangely felt a feeling of extra gentleness and tranquility.

The flames in his pupils gradually faded, and the thick clouds swept through, and a strong smell of blood that made his scalp numb. Li Feng swept over Tian Jingwan's long hair, and her slender and beautiful five fingers had completely disappeared into Shi Jin's skull.

Silver-white flames kept rushing out from his facial features, but his face was extremely peaceful, as if he could not feel any pain.

The skin and even the soul quickly became mottled and dull, while Tian Jingwan's cold vertical pupils became brighter and more and more charming, as if they had been washed by the weak water of the Tianhe River, like the stars in winter, clear and mysterious.

The man's murderous intent had arrived, and the fierce blood flames came in a vast expanse of time, instantly illuminating the entire sky realm. Behind the man, there seemed to be countless stars and suns, and the entire space was filled with burnt and cracked sounds.

The sky was bloody.

The long wind lifted her beautiful hair, and her fair fingers gracefully and scatteredly pulled out of the burning ashes.

The overwhelming fire fell like rain, Tian Jingwan smiled in the fire rain, with red lines at the end of his eyes, but his eyes were like ice, snow, wind and cold.

She stared at the man in the sky: "Look, I am really lucky and you can't kill me."

She looked down slightly, her eyes fell to a corner of the Jiuzhou land in the world, and her tone was abusive: "Look, she is having a lot of fun, she is different."

On the window lattice of the corridor, Rong Xiu stared at the sky and looked at Xi, wiped away the blood in the corners of her lips, and smiled.

The divine power that was plundered was constantly filling her soul. No, it was more of a dedication than a plunder.

Shizu's voluntary divine power was unhindered, and he had to quickly and quickly integrate into her original power with the plundering power of the god-killer.

The superior god has his own unique divine power and talent.

He is the god of wind, and the wind breath has no shadow or trace, which is faster than any Taoist Dharma in the world.

In the flames like flags, a gust of wind blew away a cloud.

Tian Jingwan's figure disappeared like the unpredictable storm above the sky.

The sky and the earth gathered light again, and the dazzling fire disappeared, but in this realm, all the sounds disappeared, and they fell into strange silence.

The clouds on the man's face slowly disappeared, revealing a desolate face. His eyes were hidden in darkness. The tall body standing in the wind exuded a cold and ruthless cold. The morning sun that penetrated his body was set against his breath, cold and solemn.

After a long time...

"You can't escape, no matter who it is, you can't escape..."

Youhan's voice broke the peace of the world.

...

...

A violent sound awakened the morning light and the morning light.

The hurried steps broke through the peace of the morning, and the door was pushed open by a bare hand.

"A Wan!" Cang Lian wore a black dress. The black dress was gorgeous, with the pattern of sun, moon, and galaxy. It was quite careless and made up the demeanor of the demon.

But there was an anxious look between her eyebrows. When she saw the weak woman lying on the snow-white plush carpet, her pupils suddenly widened a little.

Tian Jingwan did not respond immediately, but closed her eyes and buried all the cold murderous intent and evil aura in her eyes.

Under the chest, the angrily angrily swelled like magma, and the mind was extremely confused.

All kinds of memories and scenes from thousands of years ago kept flying in her heart, and the unstoppable murderous intent made her cold blood boil and scream.

Even if he eats the power of a Feng Shen, his stomach bag becomes more and more hungry and bloodthirsty.

Hearing Cang Lian's voice again, the boiling demon blood in her body became more and more crazy, and her five fingers pierced through the carpet and embedded deeply into the cold earth.

At this moment, she actually wanted to remove Cang Lian's bones and eat them down!

Seeing Tian Jingwan’s strange appearance, Cang Lian’s eyes were unpredictable.

She took out a blue glass lamp from her sleeve, and an ancient Buddha was painted on the surface of the glass lamp. A flame popped out of her fingers, and the wick burned.

The ancient meaning of the soul-suppressing god-ning was vaguely released. She gently placed the precious and extraordinary green glass lamp on the table, then greeted Tian Jingwan and squatted down.

Tian Jingwan only felt a slim sweeping by a skirt on her back. She seemed to be holding a life-saving straw, as if she was holding a life-saving straw, her lips were pursed into a cold red line, her eyes were closed, and she refused to say a word.

Cang Lian hugged her thin back, as if soothing and loving, and gently patted her vest with her palm.

Mo Ye's long hair covered half of her face, and her slender and soft eyelashes were hanging low. His eyes, which were usually sharp and sharp, were now filled with a hazy and slight soft light.

Her eyes were still laziness and charm of waking up after sleeping, and her eyes were filled with wetness, just like a rustling rain that had just fallen in a bamboo forest.

She whispered slowly: "It's okay, Master is here."

Hearing the soft voice, Tian Jingwan's tightly pursed lips finally relaxed and made a low whine like a cub.

Her body was cold but soft, lying on Cang Lian's legs, like a docile little snake with her poisonous fangs folded.

She finally opened her eyes slowly, and the murderous intent and coldness in her eyes disappeared completely before she opened her eyes.

Only a piece of spring water is as soft as ever, with a thin red ray of charm in the circle of eyes, and a weak and pure charm.

She shouted softly: "Master." Her voice was slightly hoarse, but it looked even more charming, like a cat's claws scratching the hearts.

She clearly looked very well-behaved, but she felt a little disgusting and restless.

Cang Lian stared at her deeply. As soon as she was about to let go of her body, she wanted to help her onto the bed, but her little disciple hugged her waist tightly: "Master, Master, let me hug you for a while?"

Cang Lian blinked and said to himself that he was so strange that he and the little demon had no children yet, so why did he suddenly feel a sense of pride as a mother?

Perhaps the outstanding glass green lamp played a role, Tian Jingwan felt that her turbulent soul and a touch of distraction were sturdy. She glanced at the green lamp on the table and her eyes were dazed for a while.

Her blue eyes reflected the dim candlelight, and she suddenly said, "Does Master miss home?"

Cang Lian was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "What, have you had a nightmare? I suddenly asked such a brainless question."

Tian Jingwan arched around her waist, smelling the faint fragrance on her body, and her consciousness gradually became peaceful.

She knew very well what she was saying and knew that she was willful, but she continued: "Master has been in the spiritual world for thousands of years. Don't you want to return to your hometown?"

Cang Lian didn't know why she suddenly mentioned such a heavy topic, and her voice became gentle and ethereal: "I can't go back..."

Tian Jingwan suddenly held her sleeves tightly, raised her pretty face, with deep eyes, and the stars flowing with broken stars in the galaxy. She said seriously: "As long as the master wants, you can go back."
Chapter completed!