Chapter 1821: May I Raise the Butcher's Knife for You
The strong sixth sense told Yang Aoxue that it was best for her to keep her mouth shut in this situation, the man in front of her looked more dangerous, she didn't think that this man would pity anyone, even if she didn't understand it and had never been in contact, but she could feel the cold-bloodedness in the other party's eyes.
114 The same is true, the moment Ji Baimo appeared, it immediately disappeared without a trace, that is, hiding in the corner and watching everything in front of it, on the one hand, worried about its own life, and on the other hand, worried about its host, it had to watch from a distance that was not close or far.
Pray that Ji Baimo is calm, the host is greatly calm, the world is beautiful, and learn to trust each other, how good it would be.
"In this world. Ji Baimo's index finger probed into Yan Bai's palm, he moved gently, and carefully hooked the handle of the knife in Yan Bai's palm, Ji Baimo's fingertips were cold, and Yan Bai's palm was fleshy, and it was extremely easy to touch, like a soft glutinous rice dumpling, and the touch was also very good, at least, Ji Baimo felt so.
He lowered his eyes, his voice could be lowered, with a little charm, the peach blossom eyes hidden under the lenses were narrow and long, and now the tail of the eyes was gently raised, with a slight red, which looked a little too sultry, and the two thin lips were closed one by one, clearly saying the most touching love words.
"All the people who are hated, hated, and hurt in vain should not exist in this world, I understand everything about you, everything you want to do, just ...... I hope ......" Ji Baimo said this, paused, the smile brewed on the corner of his lips was intoxicating, like the best wine in the sealed altar, he had not tasted it, he was already drunk, his eyes were even more demagogic, of course, if the pupils could become amber, it would be even more perfect.
"White hands are clean and not suitable for the color of blood. Ji Baimo looked at Yan Bai's hand, he would carefully wipe the blood in Yan Bai's palm every time, it was because he was the same kind that he understood better what Yan Bai was thinking.
Yan Bai listened to Ji Baimo's words and looked at Ji Baimo, blinked his eyes, and didn't speak, I don't know if Yan Bai would hide her emotions, or if she didn't have emotions at all, her eyes were pure and calm from beginning to end, without the slightest wave, as if she didn't understand Ji Baimo's words, and as if she understood, she pretended not to understand.
"So ......" Ji Baimo slowly bent down, next to Yan Bai's ear, whispered softly, and whispered.
Ji Baimo's speed of speech was very slow and short, his eyes were full of tenderness and indomitable fearlessness, as long as Yan Bai was by his side, he was not afraid of anything, even if it was death, Yan Bai was his armor, and it was an existence that made him fearless.
"In vain, I'll just come, the people I want to erase in vain, I'll erase it, I'll stain the blood that is about to be stained in vain, if there is really such a thing as karma in this world, then ...... Let me be stained, I am willing to raise the butcher's knife for nothing, cut off all the people who have hurt in vain, and I will only be alone in hell. Ji Baimo continued, his voice penetrated into Yan Bai's ears word by word, and Yan Bai raised his eyes to look at Ji Baimo.
There was a faint light in her black eyes, she licked her lip flap, the color of her lip flap was even more bright red, and she looked a little demonic in her innocence, and gently rubbed Ji Baimo, and then ......
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