Zi Han was taken into a room by the Regret Death and thrown onto a large bed.

The force shook Zi Han's hand painfully, and his shoulder touched the soft mattress, alleviating some of the pain.

At this moment, she sat up, looked at her as if she was a nervous disorder, and rolled her eyes, "What are you going to do?"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc, the purple of his eyes became even deeper, and slowly, one hand, imprisoned Zi Han's two hands, the strength was so great that Zi Han couldn't break free, so he had to see what this person wanted to do.

Climbed on the bed, two slender thighs straddled Zi Han's body, one meter seventy-five tall, and looked down at Zi Han a little at the moment.

Wrapping Zi Han's hand around his back, his left hand, slowly pinched Zi Han's thin chin, suddenly came to her, let go of her chin, and began to compare the contours of Zi Han's face, inch by inch, step by step, caressing carefully, and said with some charm and ambiguity, "It's so beautiful." ”

The nose inhaled deeply on Zi Han's body, "It tastes good." ”

Zi Han frowned, and said in a somewhat cold tone, "What the hell are you going to do!"

"Tsk, angry?" the tone was playful.

"If you're being used in this position, and you're still a person you don't know well, aren't you angry?" Zi Han asked rhetorically.

"It depends on the object, if it's you, I'm not angry. The red lips were close to Zi Han's neck and imprinted on it.

There was some soft touch, so that Zi Han immediately broke out, his hands broke free of the shackles of regret and death, and looked at her with an expressionless and cold face, the star sword in his right hand was unsheathed, exuding a cold light, pointing at Xi Li.

"It's really ruthless. He didn't seem to care about the Xingchen Sword in front of him at all, he only stroked his hair and said charmingly, "Don't you think I'm beautiful?

Zi Han lowered his eyes, and saw that the clothes were a little untidy, and the inverted ditch was like a shadow, a perfect arc.

In the middle of the sound, Zi Han put away the Xingchen Sword, learned what Xi Lili had just done, straddled her thigh, pulled off the hairband tied on her head with her left hand, and the jet-black hair fell out like a waterfall, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the hair slid to Xi Li's face, silky.

Leaning forward, his left hand was already placed on Xi Li's chest, such a bold action made Xi Liyan a little unexpected, and his body had a trace of stiffness, but it was gone in an instant.

Instead, he hooked Zi Han's neck, sprayed a little hot breath on Zi Han's face, and pressed his tall nose against Zi Han's face.

Zi Han looked closely, this woman's skin was so good that she had nothing to say, the pores were like nothing, the fine fluff on it could be seen, and the eyelashes on the deep purple pupils were so long that they were upturned, I have to say that such a woman is really beautiful.

Sorry to leave the funeral, lightly opened the red lips and said seductively: "Kiss me." ”

As he spoke, he slowly closed his beautiful eyes.

Zi Han looked at the beautiful side face in a daze, as if he was bewitched, and really leaned over, ready to kiss the seductive red lips.

Just a stone's throw away from the two of them, Zi Han dodged, jumped off the edge of the bed, and immediately rushed to the door.

He opened his eyes, there was some light in his eyes, and he said faintly, "I cast a spell on that door, and you can't open it." ”

Zi Han's feet turned on his horse, ready to jump out of the window.

The elf-like voice rang out again, "I've cast spells on this whole room. ”

Purple Cold "......"

Sitting on the stool, Zi Han was a little discouraged, this woman's cultivation was so much higher than herself, and the magic she cast, even if she was desperate, she couldn't open it.

So I got myself a cup of tea, and I didn't look at the funeral, and drank it quietly.

He got off the bed, paced in front of Zi Han, snatched the teacup from Zi Han's hand, looked at it, as if looking for the mark that Zi Han had drunk again, and after finding it, he accurately pointed it to his mouth and drank it.

Zi Han was stunned and looked at the flowing movements of Xi Li, and said, "My saliva is delicious?"

"Delicious. ”

"Dead pervert. Zi Han preached with disgust.

"What do you have to say about bringing me here?" Zi Han began to straighten his face, this person would never really bring himself to open a house, this is too terrifying!

And she's still a woman, I really don't know how two women can open a room!(Hehe, she'll know later~)

seemed to be a little angry with Zi Han's dead pervert, and his face, which was still smiling, immediately turned cold, looked down at Zi Han, and his voice became a little cold, "I want you to help me do something." ”

Glancing at the regret that changed his face in an instant, Zi Han's eyes were also cold, "You and I don't know each other, why should I help you do things? And you are so powerful, how can I do what you can't accomplish." ”

"It's something you can only do. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I can't talk about it now, because you can't finish it yet, it's too weak. ”

Zi Han hehe......

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't have that obligation. "Don't even say anything, and dislike yourself for being too weak, is this your attitude of begging!!

As soon as he stretched out his hand and pinched Zi Han's throat, it seemed that as soon as he exerted his strength, his fragile neck would be broken in an instant.

"Now, you have that obligation to trade your life. ”

"What if I don't?" Zi Han's temper has also come up, and now he is threatening me? Heh, I hate people threatening me the most, even if it is with my life!

The palm of the hand began to exert force, the slender white neck made a crisp cracking sound, Zi Han's face was a little purple, and his eyes were staring at the eyes of the deceased.

Xi Liyan frowned, looking at Zi Han's eyes that were not afraid of death, and when she was about to suffocate, Zi Tong moved slightly and let go of her palm.

Zi Han, who had regained fresh air, exhaled, and there were five finger prints clearly on his neck.

He didn't look at the funeral, but walked to the big bed, sat down, and left the funeral to stand alone.

The back seems to be a little lonely, lonely, and endlessly sad.

It's a little different from the first time I saw it.

In the big room, the silence was terrible.

One sitting, one standing.

The distance between them is only about ten meters, but it seems that between the two of them, there is a deep mountain, blocking it.

Zi Han was actually very angry at the moment, he met this person inexplicably, and almost lost his life inexplicably, he gently said to her to kiss me one moment ago, and immediately wanted to kill her the next moment, such a moody person, which made Zi Han a little annoying.

After a long time, he finally turned around and looked at Zi Han.

Sensing that the person in front of him turned around, Zi Han did not look at her, but continued to stare out the window.

Tonight's moon seems to be particularly round, and the night seems to be particularly dark.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing nights......

I don't want to see this woman, because at this moment in Zi Han's heart, I really hate to leave her.

It's just inexplicable!