The night family is a century-old family, rich in heritage, in this four-star continent that advocates concentrating and gathering, the night family has such a waste as the night light song, it must be ashamed, but the night light song can survive, relying on nothing more than the great elder of the night family, the favor of his grandfather. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The pain made Ye Qingge gasp, she lay on the ground, weak, and looked at the corner of the table in front of her with complicated eyes.

She never imagined that one day she would appear in a magical world, but in modern times and here, she is still a person, and for her, it doesn't matter where she is, what matters is that she is alive.

When the night song thought back and forth, the purple-red birthmark on half of his face suddenly merged like flowing water, the purple-red light burst out, the hurricane hit, the window snapped open, the night was thick, the red lotus blossomed from the light, gorgeous and luxurious, above the lotus, a lump of flesh shrunk together.

The wind whimpered, like weeping.

The flesh mass stretched out its limbs, lazy and noble, its eyes squinted, its red mane was smooth and delicate, like a cat and a fox; The eyes of the cat and fox are particularly intimidating, one purple and one red, purple like a mandala, red like a mansha bead.

Ye Qingge lay on the ground weakly, staring at the cat and fox walking towards her in a daze.

The cat fox stood arrogantly in front of Ye Qingge, suddenly raised his paws, and slapped half of Ye Qingge's face with a purple birthmark hard, and the sharp claws tore open the delicate skin on his face, and the blood suddenly penetrated, slid down along the contours of his face, and condensed into a pool of blood on the face of the bluestone slab.

Ye Qingge frowned, angry, a chill appeared in his eyes, and before he made any offensive movements, his eyes were suddenly covered by a layer of blood curtain, and when he opened his eyes again, the world was already different.

In front of me, there was a dim space, everything was quiet, the world was silent, the feeling of desolation rose from the bottom of my heart, and the night song stood up from the ground, squinted his eyes, and looked forward.

Three meters in front of the night song, the Nine Dragons throne made of black ink stands steadily, and the man in the fiery red robe lies on the chair, tied with a red rope at will, the placket is open, and the collarbone is sexy; The man's eyes are frivolous, but also demonic and unparalleled, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, one purple and one red, or elegant or bloodthirsty, a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, bright and unbelievable, the lip shape is thin, red like blood jade, gorgeous like the morning glow.

Demons!

The night song snorted secretly.

Tick......

The blood on Ye Qingge's face continued to drip on the ground.

The man looked at the blood splashed on the ground, thoughtfully, for a long time, before he lazily glanced at Ye Qingge and said, "You come here." "The voice is excellent, like hibiscus crying dew, Kunshan jade broken.

Ye Qingge frowned slightly, this man is as beautiful as poison, too dangerous; She stood in place, her face was like frost, and a chill appeared in her eyes, secretly vigilant.

Seeing that Ye Qingge didn't react, after a while, the man frowned and shook his head, "It's really disobedient." ”

Suddenly, the man disappeared, and at the same time, Ye Qingge's whole person was picked up horizontally, and his body was suspended in the air.

"You have been poisoned by Gu in your body, if you don't want to die, just be obedient." The man said.

Ye Qingge's body was tense, his eyes were vigilant, like a dormant leopard, and he could release a fatal blow at any time.

The man knew Ye Qingge's vigilance, and he didn't care, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interesting to women with no figure and no face." ”

Night Song: "......"

She's just half ugly!

What's more, where can a child who is only fourteen or fifteen years old develop?