Fluttering Butterfly was shocked when she heard this, and her pale lips trembled with trembling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Isn't that a bargaining chip?"

The demon general smiled quietly, everything was under his control.

But all that reciprocated him was the girl's long silence, from the eyes that were closed again, from the look on her face that she no longer cared about, from the mocking smile that floated on her waxy lips, all signs showed that the girl refused unabashedly, and that she did not bother to do even the slightest greeting.

The demon general's face sank, and his anger couldn't help but rise slightly, it was not that he had never encountered a stubborn opponent, but it was the first time he had encountered a stubborn opponent to such an extent.

With this series of tyranny, the general once firmly believed that his thunderous means that could destroy anyone would definitely crush this girl, no matter how indestructible her mind was.

But seeing this delicate girl tortured to the bone, she walked back and forth in front of the gate of hell several times, but there was no sign of relenting.

Frustration was born, frustration, and the general looked back at his feelings a little amusedly, he had never spent so much trouble and so futile.

This strange and dark feeling seemed to mock him in a low voice, and even more aroused his secret wildness, no one could shake his majesty, and the more difficult it was to conquer, the more he had to conquer him, completely conquer him.

"Well, General Ben is kind to be merciful...... If you are willing to take the initiative to beg for mercy, General Ben can also consider it and help you get it out...... You only have one minute left, and when it is completely in your veins, even if General Ben tries to save you, there is nothing to be done......"

Wandering butterflies' eyes widened, and from those inky black gazes, the general saw two clusters of jumping flames, and the face of the cold monk was white, because these two clusters seemed to be the light of flames from the depths of the soul, and burst out with dazzling charm.

“…… Stop...... Want to ......"

With the sound of squeezing out of her chest, blood gushed from the corners of the girl's lips, and the crimson blood flowed down her chin like a spring.

The general was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his hand that was holding the girl's chin, and at first glance, his hands were already full of shocking bright red.

The wandering butterfly is full of suppressed anger and can not get any catharsis, continuous accumulation and continuous superposition, the angry waves cover layer by layer and surge upward, and the monstrous angry waves that have not found an outlet finally erupt into this gushing blood spring, and all the organs are injured.

The general watched the blood drip from the cracks between her fingers and suddenly realized that she had made a ridiculous mistake, how could she think that she could submit such a proud girl by sheer force alone?

It's my own miscalculation, and it seems that facing that group of submissive rice buckets all day long will really seriously hinder my train of thought.

"Alright, this general will no longer ask you to say things that you don't want to say. ”

After realizing this, the general immediately changed to a soft tone, "General Ben is teasing you, in fact, General Ben has always been happy to serve you. ”

The vines that imprisoned the butterfly's wrist were loosened, and the unrestrained body immediately fell into the depths of the lake, and was grabbed by the general's outstretched hand and brought to him.

Two more fingers pinched the tail of the little snake whose body had mostly gotten into the butterfly's skin, and pulled it out hard......

The butterfly was twitching all over her body, only to feel that her heart was twisted into a pimple, feeling the slippery and greasy long snake being dragged out, and the slippery scales touched the muscles, causing her thighs to contract and tremble, and she couldn't suppress it even if she wanted to.

“…… Scold...... It seems that this little thing loves to nest in your veins...... If it weren't for General Ben firmly grasping its vital point and pulling it out strongly, it wouldn't want to leave......!

The demon general put the little golden snake in his hand within the sight of the wandering butterfly, and raised it, completely teasing.

Wandering Butterfly's eyes looked at the little golden snake that was still stretching and shrinking, and listened to the vicious words of the demon general gloating, and for a while, tears suddenly poured out, and all the grievances and insults he had received in the past few days instantly turned into these tears.

Looking at the girl's sudden two lines of tears, the demon general was stunned again, but soon it became clear that he saw the weakness behind the girl's pride, and thought about it, she was essentially just a little girl.

The natural arrogance and the hostile position between her and herself, although they supported her and made her have no soft clothes under the torture of her own tricks, but she was still too young after all, and her immature pride caused her frequent frustrations, how could all kinds of humiliation not leave traces on her?

The demon general smiled slightly, and a new idea was immediately generated in his heart.

There was a "click", and then I heard the disgusting voice of the demon general's deliberately soft voice, "Look, General Ben has already helped you out of your anger, and you still feel wronged, and you still don't think it's enough to relieve your hatred?"

The demon general said, handing the small snake with a seven-inch broken waist bone to the girl.

Wandering Butterfly gritted her teeth, and tried her best to stop the tears that poured out, and she couldn't figure out why her inexplicable tears were, only knowing that she was full of fatal sadness.

glared at the man indignantly, wanting to use a soft policy on himself, hum......

I casually saw a glaring scar on the demon man's left arm, and the color of the scar was much lighter than the dark brown skin around him. Someone could hurt this demon?!......

I heard a low sneer in my ears, and my warm breath sprayed onto my earlobe, "Little kitten, this scar is still your handiwork, don't you remember? You are the only one who has left a scar on the general......

Only then did Wandering Butterfly recall that on the day he escaped from this military fortress, he had indeed stabbed the demon general with a dagger, even if he could only recall the scene at that time now, he felt happy in his heart and relieved his hatred!

Turning his gaze to the demon man's face, staring at him, his breath was still unstable, but his tone was unusually firm, "I want my dagger and that golden short spear!"

"It's rare that the kitten would come to me on its own accord and ask for your dagger and that short spear?" asked the demon general knowingly.

"To kill you. Butterfly said through gritted teeth.

She made no secret of her purpose, and she knew that even if she had to, she couldn't hide it, "What? Could it be that the dignified Imperial General is cowardly?"