Chapter 287: Sect Leader's Masochism (3)
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
Staring at his cold face, he suddenly understood that he had hurt her twice, and he was regretting hurting her, and in a masochistic way, he expressed remorse to her.
Staring at the knife on his abdomen that had become fresh again, her gaze became more and more indifferent, "You think that in this way, I will be soft-hearted?" What do you think can change? ”
Once, she didn't trust Sun Wenhao, Sun Wenhao blocked two bullets for her, and when she looked at the scars on Sun Wenhao's shoulders before, she relented and followed him. What are the consequences? The unforgettable betrayal cost her life.
His smile stiffened a little, "When did I say I was going to change something?" ”
A sneering expression appeared on her face, "In front of a person like me who has no blood or tears, not only will it not move me, but it will make me feel like you are an idiot." ”
He pulled the corners of his lips, endured the huge pain in his abdomen, and suffered serious internal injuries, and his internal organs were in pain, "This seat is to remember the pain of you stabbing this seat!" It's about remembering how cold-blooded your heart is! It's not at all what you think you want to soften your heart. You have said that this seat is with you, and you are born to be ruthless. How could there be such idiocy? ”
"Not the best." She snorted coldly, looking at his serious injuries and staring blankly, "You should be glad that for a dying person, I am not interested in making up for another knife." Otherwise, just being able to kill the Half Moon Sect Master would be enough for me to go down in history. ”
A ray of complexity flashed in his deep and unfathomable bloody eyes, and his face was as cold as a glacier, without a trace of human emotion.
The atmosphere froze, and the air was filled with signals of danger.
He exuded a dark aura of death, as if he could take her life at any time, so that people didn't even dare to resist, but could only tremble and die.
She had long been accustomed to killing, to all sorts of powerful opponents. Even though the powerful aura from the Half-Faced Demon made her feel a breathless suffocation, she was still undaunted.
The room was getting colder and colder, and she could clearly see that the skin on his face was beginning to glow with bloodshot, which was beginning to freeze. Just like if people's skin is not warm enough in winter, it will also form a bloody webbed similar to frozen red. It's just that his symptoms are a little more pronounced.
There is no need to take his pulse, she also knows that the true qi of the evil cold in his body has begun to flow retrograde, and if he doesn't find a woman to 'warm' his body in the way of making \/love, he will freeze to death.
Become an ice corpse.
In the process of intercourse, the cold in his body will spontaneously find a heat source, and it will be transmitted from the place of union to the woman's body, and if the woman really gives him 'warmth', then nine out of ten women who have sex with him will freeze to death. If you don't die, you will be poisoned by the cold, and you won't be able to survive the next full moon.
In other words, every month that the Half-Faced Demon lives, a woman will be toyed to death by him in this cruel way.
Because his body began to freeze, the knife on his abdomen stopped bleeding, and the bright knife was inserted like this, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Don't worry, the sect leader will know you and me for a while, and when you die, I will send someone to collect your body, and I will not throw your body to the mass grave." She opened her lips indifferently, and that expression seemed to give him a great favor.
"Oh?" He raised his dark eyebrows, "So, I should thank you?" ”
"No thanks, it's just a gesture." She is humble.