"Such a great disparity will make me do anything to you in front of you, and I will let your pain stay with you throughout the whole process of your death, and will make the process of your death last forever, and it is a distant dream to want to end. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info So," said this, Sith paused for a moment, "Tingxiao, are you scared now, stupid girl, you should always know who you are facing, you have followed me for so long, you really have been with me for nothing, you can't even understand my nature." Now, your long-term, never-ending punishment is about to begin. At this point, even if you want to regret it, it's impossible. At this time, the Sith's expression looked quite frightening, the expression was no longer angry to describe, and in his anger, there was a lot of viciousness, in short, now, whoever saw the appearance of the Sith would be frightened and tremble.

Obviously, after listening to Sith's words, Tingxiao's face also changed, and it seemed that Tingxiao was originally ready to face death. But now, what comes out of the mouth of the Sith is not to let her die, but to let her live forever, but to live forever in pain, which is in fact called life worse than death.

Anyone can be nervous and scared in the face of this.

At this moment, in the face of Sith's anger and Tingxiao's timidity, my heart also boiled.

Originally, I didn't know that Tingxiao had passed on all her skills to me without reservation. When the Sith used the same methods to treat Tingxiao, I tasted the viciousness and cruelty of the Sith methods, and I also knew how difficult it was for Tingxiao for so many years.

However, compared to Tingxiao, I am lucky. Tingxiao had endured everything alone in that darkness, helpless, painful and desperate. But I only experienced a very short moment of pain, and Tingxiao helped me solve all the difficulties, and saved me with the most valuable experience she had ever figured out in the darkness alone.

When Tingxiao's nectar-like mana covered the burning pain that the Sith had once inflicted on me, my entire body immediately felt lighter. Originally, I thought that this was Tingxiao's spell, but I didn't expect that Tingxiao would actually pass on the skills she had accumulated the year before to me without reservation.

That cool, fresh feeling is rooted in this.

Now, I can't be moved anymore.

The so-called reactive power is not punished.

I actually didn't pay much to Tingxiao, so how can I, Laile, be able to receive this great favor now.

And at this time, the scene in front of my eyes is that the Sith is about to give Tingxiao the most fatal blow when she is at her weakest, and it is also the most cruel.

It's not something I can tolerate.

At this moment, the blood in my whole body is already boiling. I must not let Tingxiao be hurt, absolutely not. Even if I trade my life for it, I will never stand idly by!

If the Sith is too strong and I am not his opponent, then, if Tingxiao is going to die, I will die with her. If Tingxiao suffers anything, I will accompany her to suffer.

At this moment, my blood is boiling all over my body.

Sith was already standing in front of Tingxiao.

The Sith was furious, and the anger on his face would have killed anyone in his sight.

Tingxiao's eyes showed despair, and it seemed that at this moment, the poor girl's consciousness had been completely controlled.

I, Da Laile, will never tolerate this happening in front of me, and I will resolutely resist it. I will defend it resolutely, even at the cost of my life.

If it weren't for that, would I still be a man?

Uh, writing this, Rong Xinxian jumped up.

In other words, what is so good about this man, he can be called a man. The most men, the most appropriate titles, are nothing more than stinky men.

To be honest, Rong Xinxian really couldn't figure out that those men patted their chests and swore that they were big men but what they had to be proud of. It seems that the poor are the only ones left to be proud of as a man, and there is nothing to be proud of in itself. I'm sorry, Rong Xinxian was mean. However, then again, without this kind of narrow arrogance of men, who flaunt themselves while actually belittling women, how can Rong Xinxian be mean? It's better to forgive our Rong Xinxian, in fact, the heartstrings are the best.

In other words, it's far away, and now, Rong Xinxian rolls down, or our big Lyle comes up.

My heart is full of pride.

I must save Tingxiao, I must!

I clenched my fists, and my whole body was boiling.

Still, just as my blood was boiling, I noticed something strange.

It seems that this is not how I felt when my blood was boiling. Originally, my blood was boiling, which was a little uncontrollable feeling in my brain. But now, my blood is like a raging wave, and they are flowing rapidly in my golden body, forming a very spectacular feeling.

I've never felt this way before, and it seems like a prelude to an imminent explosion of great energy. I was amazed by the feeling.

What is this, in my body, what is flowing and boiling at the moment? Is this still blood?

Am I still the same person I used to be?

I was confused and puzzled, but there was something in my heart that made me feel very grounded.

However, although I am very confused about the current situation, at this moment, I can't afford to waste any more time.

Sith's anger was still heating up, and some dark red halos faintly appeared around his body, it was energy, Sith was accumulating energy at the moment, these energies, he would apply them all to Tingxiao's body.

At this moment, Tingxiao is as helpless and pitiful as a lamb about to be eaten, and it is really distressing to see her like that.

I want to help Tingxiao! Definitely! Even if it costs my life, I will help Tingxiao!

At this moment, my heart is surging with such a voice.

The energy in my body was also building up rapidly, and they were growing rapidly. The energy in my body seems to rise as fast as the dark red energy of the Sith.

The hues around Sith's body grew darker and darker, and at the same time, I felt a golden glow constantly overflowing from my body, much to my surprise.

Originally, Caesar cast my body into a golden body, and I was not familiar with this body.