Chapter Eighty-Nine: Tear Her Apart
She didn't have time to be frightened, and the little girl appeared before her eyes like an arrow from a string, grabbed her shoulders and tore them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Hurt!
The pain from her shoulder stimulated her mind, and her body struggled to lift up a little strength, but she only stared at the little girl with wide eyes and repeated the sentence, "Tear her!" ”
There was no pain in her shoulder, and she could hear the sound of flesh and flesh tearing.
Grabbing the only thing that his hand could reach, he stabbed the little girl with all his strength, and his body was thrown far away by the little girl because of this thorn, his head hit the corner of the sofa, buzzing, and his ears were too, and he couldn't hear what Su Youli was saying at all.
She seemed to be deaf.
The little girl approached her, held her hand, and pulled at her leg, not immediately tearing it off, but dragging her towards Su Youli.
She finally heard Su Youli speak again, Su Youli said, "Look, you are really distressing now, compared to you at the party that day, you look so beautiful now." ”
As he said this, he made two long cuts in her body with a dagger, and the flesh that was turned open was Sensen's white bones.
Mo Xiaozao endured the pain, her eyes opened a small slit, watching Su Youli cut off Jinrong's flesh, and walked towards her step by step, the knife in her hand still had Jinrong's flesh, she was inexplicably cold, and her body wanted to stay away from Su Youli, a madman, despite the little girl's writhing.
What sweetness, what beauty, it's simply that she was blind from the beginning.
That's a madman!
At this moment, Su Youli did not hide that he was a man, he ripped off his skirt with one hand, ripped off his blouse with the other, carried the meat and put it on her lower abdomen, and the dagger was split into two halves with a single stroke.
"I know you can't bear this friend, and now he's going to be with you, don't thank me." Holding her body, the flesh was shoved into her wound.
White light covered her wounds, and the wounds that had been stuffed into the flesh of the fish were completely healed.
Her eyes widened, tears flowed down her cheeks, and her detached body was beaten to death and struggled, "Su Youli, you madman!" Perverted! You won't end well! ”
"Am I a pervert? Do you know how much I hate myself in women's clothes? You know that only by getting rid of you can I have the protection of those people, I can be a male, I can not be this eldest lady, I don't have to bear the whole family, I can have my own life! ”
Su Youli held her down, shoved another piece of fish that had fallen on the ground into her other wound, healing her wound.
She screamed miserably, and threw all the most vicious words she could think of in her life to Su Youli.
In the end, she yelled, "You will never have your own life in this life, whether it is the misty moon tide or Su Youli, you are all a woman!" The world only knows that you are a woman! You can only be a woman! ”
"Tear her apart!"
Giving an order to the little girl, there was a fluctuation like water ripples from the enchantment upstairs, and the people inside were about to come out!
Although she didn't think that the people upstairs could do anything to her, Su Youli still instinctively wanted to end it quickly, "Tear her apart immediately." ”
Before Mo Xiaoxiao on the second floor came out, Mo Xiaozao was hugged by a pair of familiar big hands.
The little girl instinctively retreated behind Su Youli, her empty eyes were afraid that she couldn't hide it, the person in front of her couldn't be touched!
"I didn't expect Anxia to be here, you are like this, and you are really embarrassed by Anxia as I said." Leng Suran looked down at her little face, his big hand held her arm, and a steady stream of strength and vitality flowed into her body.
Leng Suran watched her stand up and whistled at Su Youli, "Long time no see." ”
No one responded to Leng Suran, so he had to take care of himself and walk to the position of the sofa, and the chaotic interior was restored to the beginning because of his movements.
If it weren't for the fact that there was still Jinrong's body on the ground, and Xiang Mozhu beside her was still unconscious, she really thought that none of this had happened, but Su Youli in front of her was so real, and the little girl had been staring at her, with a firm eye that would definitely kill her.
"Come and sit down, don't worry, I can tell you that my words that can keep you from dying still work." patted the position next to him, and peeled the orange on the coffee table by himself.
"Go tear her apart!" Su Youli stared at Mo Xiaozao, hesitated for a moment and spoke.
Even though the little girl was afraid of Leng Suran, her body still flew towards Mo Xiaozao, but before she could touch Mo Xiaozao, the little girl knelt on the ground under invisible pressure, and countless blood oozed from the pores to paste the little girl's entire skin.
"Don't." The little girl had only said a syllable, and then fell to the ground in a daze.
Without any explanation, she also knew that the little girl with gluttonous blood, the little girl who was called a wart by Su Youli died, and she didn't see Leng Suran's movements, and the blood poured into the surface of the skin like crazy, and it formed red crystals drop by drop to cover the little girl.
Of course, she couldn't see what was under the crystals now, and the little girl had long been squeezed dry and only a layer of cicada-like skin remained.
Mo Xiaozao pursed her lips, how strong Leng Suran was became a question in her heart, and how strong An Xia was also became a piece of her heart.
"Don't worry about it's just a little wart, let me tell you, this little wart is called a wart butterfly is a little guy who is only eighty years old, and it was sealed before it even reached adulthood." Pointing to the body of the wart butterfly, he spread his hands, and the red crystals flew into his hands.
The red hedron the size of a fingernail condensed in his hand, and the beautiful color shone brightly in the light, but only a layer of skin remained on the ground.
Leng Suran raised his hand, and the skin on the ground flew up and landed on his hand.
"The texture is not bad, how about I draw you a painting skin? It's very comfortable to wear, even if it's your closest person, you will never find out that it's you, Anxia didn't recognize me at the beginning, or later I told her how to separate, and she returned. ”
She hurriedly shook her head, joking, what is the painted skin? That was the first time she saw Leng Suran and cost her life.
Wearing such a thing on her body, that is, Leng Suran is unimaginably strong to wear it, she will not wear it and try it, after all, she does not dislike her long life at all.
Thinking of this, she felt that her thoughts were wrong, how could she say that she had told her grandmother that her body was dead, and there was such a thing as life there?
"Why, thinking about whether it's worth it?" Leng Suran pulled her to sit down, and gently combed her hair with her big hands.
She stiffened her body, felt the warm fingers in her hair, and her heart thumped against her chest, not the so-called heartbeat, but nervous, afraid that if Leng Suran flashed a thought, she would be the same as a wart butterfly.