The body is slender, the clothes are broken, and the skin on the shoulders should be exposed.

people?

Alas? Where is the grass it caught?

The Snow Wolf Demon didn't believe in evil and pulled the person down.

When he met a pair of stunned eyes, the Snow Wolf Demon was stunned.

Cheng Ying was also stunned.

Why did you still bring it to the fore?

I was so anxious that her clothes were not well-dressed yet.

After a meal, Cheng Ying finally wrapped himself tightly.

The Snow Wolf Demon is not interested in the thin and dark person below.

With a 'sigh', he threw her away and ran back.

"Who are you?" the boy walked up to her.

Cheng Ying was about to speak, but a surging gushed out of his body, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

I rolled my eyes, tilted my head, and fainted.

juvenile:"……"

Turn to look at the wolf.

The snow wolf demon raised his claws: "..." It's not a wolf, it's not a wolf!

...

The raging sandstorm had already stopped, the sky was extremely clear, and there was a little extravagant blue.

The calm ruins make people feel that everything that happened last night was just a dream.

However, there were devastated.

The residences that originally retained the shape of the house were all pushed up by the wind, and all the paths were razed to the ground.

Someone once asked, why no one has started building houses and rebuilding his homes in the ruins?

How could it not be?

But every time a sandstorm, the ruins will return to their worst appearance.

city ​​gate;

Several refugees were stunned in numbness. They were surrounded by several incomplete corpses, the victims who died with their eyes open.

The wind is hot and dry. There is a strong smell of blood floating in the air.

Disgusting.

Refugees in groups of three or three were searching around.

No wailing, no crying.

They mechanically searched for nearby survivors, and there was no glory on the faces of the found people who had no chance of surviving the disaster, but only numbness and silence.

The black vultures that can be seen everywhere on the road are more keen on finding victims than anyone else.

When Cheng Ying woke up, there was a black vulture beside him.

Before she could react, a snow-white paw patted it.

Wujiu's body fell into the sand, leaving only two feet outside, twitching.

At the sight of the previous Cheng Chang, the Snow Wolf Demon silently retracted his claws.

Sigh, it's not a wolf, it's not a wolf.

Cheng Ying: "I saw it all, little thing."

Cheng Yan was so furious that the snow wolf demon flashed and ran away.

This is a dilapidated house in the ruins, with only half of the roof, and the cast shadows just covered her alone.

As for the other side, a boy sat cross-legged in the sand with his eyes closed.

The sun was shining, and there was no trace of sweat on his forehead. His whole body was filled with unrealistic dryness.

The young man looked like a jade-like face, handsome and extraordinary. After looking at it for a while, Cheng Ying felt that the heat on his body seemed to have gone.

Perhaps her eyes were too hot, and the boy opened his eyes.

The eyes are clear, black and white.

OK, the first impression is really good.

Of course, this is what she is about the boy, but the boy frowned at her and was full of vigilance.

The eyes were facing each other, and no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

There is a saying that as long as I am not embarrassed, the embarrassing one will be others.

In the end, the boy spoke first: "Are you a demon-controlling master?"

Cheng Ying smiled just right.

"Doesn't my temperament look obvious?"

?(???)?grace)

The boy looked at her subconsciously.

He was dressed in rags, had a messy figure, and his hair was as messy as a chicken coop.

This temperament is too obvious!
Chapter completed!