Wu Jitang must have known the bitterness of the demonic flames pouring into his body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because the pain of the broken eyes must be borne by this body wholeheartedly, the world in the eyes turns into tidbits and drifts away piece by piece, but it is not black that fills it.

It can be said that it is the retention of this world, and it can be said that the frightened eyes, afraid of being wrapped in darkness, stubbornly opened, and the anger in their eyes wanted to kill the invincible demon sacrifice.

Although the demon flames pouring into his body tempted him to fight with the demon sacrifice at all times, Wu Jitang's excellent heart knew very clearly that if he still dared to use his Dao power now?

The cold front of the spear hadn't pierced the Demon Sacrifice yet, but it was possible to pierce his heart first.

The demonic flames that poured into his body turned the rivers and seas in the inner world, in order to tear Wu Jitang's soul out, in order to let his master feel the sorrow of the proud soul with satisfaction.

Wu Jitang will not give up struggling, even if he knows very well in his heart that this is Yiyang City, his eldest brother and his own general will definitely not appear in this place, but the excellent heart, in order to struggle until the last moment, even if it is another angry eye, it will be broken, and that spine will not bend to the demon sacrifice.

Even if my feet can't restrain the wind under my feet, then I, Wu Jitang, will fall to death at most.

This is what the Demon Priest Yakomi wants, if that person gives up struggling, then what fun is there, and now that expression full of pain, in the eyes full of evil, what a picture of enjoyment, that greedy heart always speculates how long that person can last.

Excellent people can adapt to the pain, Wu Jitang's expression gradually calmed down, because the demonic flames that poured into his body were gradually exhausted, and the outside of his body needed a trace of extra strength to break through the barrier of teeth.

Is this what Yakomi wants?

If Wu Jitang is better, and strangles the excellent himself, the heart will be more satisfied, but the heart prefers to knead the excellent in the palm of his hand.

So in Yakoki's opinion, all calm expressions are dazzling, and they are all disgusted by themselves, and he likes those excellent backbones to crawl at his feet because of pain, praying for forgiveness.

The evil expression could no longer stand on Zhang's face, and the handsomeness was smeared with a thick layer of resentment and distortion.

The palm of the seal turned slightly, and the resentment on his face was even higher.

And the face of the demon sacrifice is big enough, so the resentment and distortion can add mania and arrogance, maybe that face is also very contemptuous of the person who controls him on the ground, because in his opinion, the person in front of him is a great tonic, as long as he swallows him, everything will be done, but now slowly torturing the soul like this is also a kind of pollution for the big medicine.

Although the soul is still perfect, it is a weak soul, and the medicinal power will definitely be weakened.

But is it capable of manipulating oneself over the earthly masters?

He couldn't even make the slightest pause, and he had to give up his desire to rush over and stuff every inch of Wu Jitang's flesh into his mouth, rattle, rattle.

The eyes that could still be open would definitely be able to find the two slender demonic flames derived from the Demon Sacrifice's body, and as for their purpose, there was no need to guess.

For they came straight to themselves.

What's even more hateful is to rush to his mouth and throat, and the probing of his eyes and his heart know that it is a kind of teasing.

I shouted 10,000 times in my heart: "Proud stupidity, when luck misses you, it is when Uncle Ben kills you." ”

It's a pity that Yakoki's pride tells him that he doesn't rely on luck but absolute strength, which is why he is so presumptuous and proud.

"Hey, hey. ”

The two slender demonic flames came towards Wu Jitang's door like two venomous snakes.

Wu Jitang's teeth clucked, and Ya Gongzi's pride and stupidity had hit Wu Jitang's face undisguisedly, although he knew that their target was the tooth throat, but the wandering and lewd body was like a **** teasing Wu Jitang's face.

Anger burned his eyes, but anger really didn't blind Wu Jitang's eyes, and now he could only watch.

Yagongzi's lust and poison have been whitewashed on his face, and now Wu Jitang's noodles are tasteless to him, and those two big snakes should explore new pleasures for him.

The body of the Demon Flame Snake was entrenched around his neck, and the long letter was exaggeratedly spitting, floating on Wu Jitang's lips from time to time.

His face was completely red, but his angry heart knew that the final fate had begun, and sure enough, Yagongzi's playfulness was put even bigger, and the demon flame leaned back exaggeratedly, and hit Wu Jitang's lips with lightning speed.

Can it be understood as a kiss?

Wu Jitang's lips couldn't sound like this, because the sound of the collision of mountains and rocks had made a strange echo in the air, it should be conceivable, his lips were completely cracked, and the blood-colored teeth were unprotected in Yagongzi's eyes, and how could this perverted person let go of the kiss.

Demon Flame raised exaggerated again, his eyes were a little dim from the impact of anger, but he had to fully bear the pain of his broken teeth.

"Bang. ”

The strange sound made everyone's teeth sore and sideways, and some people did laugh lewdly, as if those evil eyes saw the dense cracks on the teeth in Wu Jitang's mouth.

Is it broken?

The Demon Flame Snake's head was raised again, obviously wanting to kiss it again, and even more wanting Wu Jitang to experience the pain of a broken tooth in his own hands, is there really no way?

Will the enemy be able to do so?

Wu Jitang's eyes burned with anger, and there was nothing to add, but it was definitely even more in his eyes and face, and the gurgling sound in his mouth was even louder, and how could his already cracked teeth be shocked by such anger.

"Bang. ”

Everyone should hear the anger from the voice, Wu Jitang's teeth were not broken by others, but he was proud to bite them himself, and he didn't give up a drop, swallowed them all.

The goal has been achieved, is he laughing?

Ya Gongzi's sneer was definitely not a display of satisfaction with such a result, but more of a perverted manifestation of anger, because Wu Jitang's actions seemed to him to jump out of the palm of his hand.

What an abominable, intolerable thing this is in the eyes of such a perverted person: "Since you want to swallow it, then swallow it all for me." ”

Without the protection of his lips and teeth, the throat was undisguised in front of Ya Gongzi's eyes, and the two Demon Flame Snakes did not hesitate without any hesitation, and swam all the way to Wu Jitang's heart and lungs along the mouth.

The color of pain immediately covered Wu Jitang's cheeks, but the excellent person did not make a trace of painful sound, and was more unwilling to make a little sound that would make the enemy happy.

Want to die quickly?

It also depends on whether I am willing to torture or not, what I have is the realm.

The wonders of heaven are of no interest to Han Xian, who is scarlet and quiet in his inner world, they are outsiders.

Han Xian couldn't see everything because of his closed eyes, and these were more disdainful to Scarlet Yizen, maybe he used to be too good at it.

And now the person with a foolish smile on his face, like Wu Jitang, is the object of his own random concoction, and he is the Buddha sound and the bell that has been hitting his heart now

The sneer must have been asking: "I wonder if you can still laugh so happily when you are choked by the throat." The eyes must have seen that the smile of the reddened man was scattered with terror, and the hands were like those of a man in water, desperately scratching, and after the struggle, there must have been bulging eyes and a sobbing mouth.

Thinking about it, the smile unconsciously blushed, this person must be more distorted than the demon sacrifice in the sky and the yaki on the earth.

Because of Ya Gongzi, the demon sacrifice has not yet metamorphosed to the point of kissing other people's teeth and lips with his own hands, and the bloody Yizen does open his solid arms and slowly ravages Han Xian's throat with his own hands.

Wu Jitang, who opened his eyes, saw everything clearly, and Han Xian, who had his eyes closed, did not know that the danger was very close, this may be a kind of luck, he can make the dream in his heart to the deepest, in the beautiful sunset dusk, familiar people, familiar laughter, and even more so that familiar place, the tall cloud carrying himself to one joy after another, the wine in his hand, the meat in his hand, the joy on his face.

The immovable throat, the cold hand, clasped without any suspense, and such a place is destined that no one can pity the throat of others.

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