The cold blade will tear the tenderness under the knife edge if it is heavier for a single point. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the person who holds this dagger, and has the ability to make the dagger "speak".

The dagger gently moved forward, and the delicate skin cried out in pain under the blade, and the pain was only for a moment, and it stopped there. The threat of substance, which makes the skin tremble and know fear, begs the owner of the body to pay attention to the person who is against the blade.

But its owner ignored it, and turned his neck slightly, so that the skin on his neck opened longer under the sharp blade. There is a pair of eyes behind the mask, bent without smiling, and seems to enjoy this little torture, the torture gives birth to pleasure, and there is a cheerful "hum" in the throat. The joy stopped at the sting of the blade turning into the tip of the knife in an instant. Those eyes, really bent, sliding a hideous gaze, like a long thorn on the rock wall, fiercely pierced the arm that wrapped around him from the back of his neck.

The tip of the knife at the end of the arm was wrapped around the head, dragging it out. The people who went out complained all the way.

"Why are you stepping on my feet?"

"Don't wander around, you're not bothered."

"Sorry, borrowed, pee." The man who spoke, his voice so cold that it froze the air.

"Cut, sick, peeing and hooking shoulders and back. Than the length of the short, you can see clearly! "The serious contempt of the complaint.

In the chaotic sound, the two figures who walked through the human wall walked crookedly behind a blurry and indistinguishable tree, and then there was a sound of dripping water.

The water rang for a long time, then stopped, and then sounded again. Someone in the crowd chuckled, "Hey, this pee ......"

"When people pee, you also listen with pointed ears, virtue." Talking again, he said: "This aunt is too, when will she bring people out, I bet with people, those outsiders can't hold on for half an hour." Are you betting with me? ”

The mouth of the bamboo tube leaning on the branches of the tree, ticking and ticking......

The man behind the tree has long since gone away.

Su Yong made a "click" under his feet, and stepped on a mask that was completely painted black.

The face that had no cover, born sad and desperate, like a weak little flower imprisoned under the abyss who could not see the sun all year round, but in those crooked eyes bloomed with perverted and vicious brilliance. The flame of the lighter that Su Yong was holding was eclipsed in front of this brilliance. She stared at the masked man in front of her, her fingers tapping on her lips, and she pursed her lips as if she was tasting something. The expression is charming and charming, like a poppy in the wind.

"Don't you want to let me go? I'm not going to run. Otherwise, I wouldn't have followed you obediently. That...... Do you want to know why I don't run, I'll tell you okay? She spoke in a selek, coquettish, and charming way, as if she was tempting others at any time.

A subtle sweet scent stirred in the air.

After extinguishing the fire, Su Yong withdrew the dagger that held her, indifferent to her words and coquettishness. As soon as he withdrew his hand, the figure on the opposite side rushed towards him, and when he turned his hand and pierced the tip of the knife through the darkness, freezing the imminence of a grain of rice in her eyebrows. There was a deliberately angry coquettish from her, "I hate it, people like you." ”

Su Yong condensed, "There will be another time, collect the body for you." Our things are in your hands, and your men will send them. ”

She didn't mind Su Yong's threat, and slammed her forehead into the tip of the knife, intent on challenging his patience.

"Childe is talking about those two paintings and the copper box? What about it, I'm just loving it. But ......" she pinched her mouth like a bewitching tone, and the beads of blood that pricked down her brow and down the bridge of her nose, and she seemed to like to bleed herself, and her voice trembled with pleasure. "If Childe wants it, I have to give it to me, but if I want it, I have to get it myself. My people...... Isn't it right here, and Childe wants it too? I also give. ”

She deliberately misinterpreted her words, Su Yong seemed to be disgusted by her, and suddenly felt sick for a while, and her mind was dizzy. Suddenly reacting to something, he suddenly tightened his heart, remained silent, and tried to knock her unconscious. But in an instant, he was already dizzy in front of him, and Su Yong stabbed a knife on his leg, struggling to show a trace of clarity.

"Poof."

The sound of flesh piercing was particularly clear in the silent night.

Startled, she stepped back sharply and sneered sarcastically: "You are cruel to yourself." "But you don't have to be so anxious, there will be more ruthless later." Oh, by the way, guess she'll choose your love brother, or will she choose her little sweetheart? ”

The fragrance in her blood had a domineering incense effect, and Su Yong grabbed the words "Little Bamboo Horse" in her ears and fell to the ground with a muffled voice.

She heard the sound, squatted down beside Su Yong, and was about to unmask him, when someone suddenly shouted in the darkness behind her. "Si Lang."

A male voice with clear jade bones was slightly proud.

She stood up suddenly, only twisting her neck slightly, and said indifferently: "Found her?" ”

"Do you want to go see her with me? I sent her to my room, and my real aunt was different. "Happy like a child, proud of his real aunt.

Si Lang could only hear his Ming Dynasty sarcasm, "Fengyin, don't be happy too early, if she can't get the things inside." I killed her anyway! "What is really fake! All she had to do was get it...... Who dares to question her anymore as a fake!

"Si Lang, your joke is not funny at all, if you kill her, I will kill you. And promise you to die before her. Fengyin said and laughed very easily, talking and laughing as if it was so dark tonight, there were no stars.

"We take what we need, and it's better to be okay with each other. If you like provocation, I don't mind hurting each other either. He turned sharply, and his tone could not be ignored with seriousness.

Fengyin is Su Yong's inquiry, Si Lang's close attendant, and the relationship between the two people does not seem to be incompatible, nor will they blend.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, take him away. Don't waste my time. Si Lang didn't bother to say much, his attitude was high and arrogant, and he was not charming and flattering in front of Su Yong at all.

Pick the star lake, take the moon upstairs. A locked door creaked.

"Xue Gang!"

"Xue Gang?!"

When he woke up, he found himself in a strange room, the room was locked by heavy chains, and Xue Gang was gone. For a while, Su Mian couldn't calm down at all.

Then......

She looked at Xue Gang's hideous wound, and just as she didn't know how to talk to him, a palm-sized red butterfly suddenly flew out of the dark sky and circled around their heads. That butterfly always wanted to stop at Xue Gang's wound, and he couldn't catch up with it.

A man carrying a lantern suddenly appeared like a ghost, wearing a robe and mopping the floor, and wearing a fox face with silver on his face. The gaze passed through the narrow and narrow slits of the eyes, and fell straight on Su Mian's face. The voice was full of smiles and said: "Mi Yan likes to eat bone worms, why should my aunt chase it and let it eat it, or does my aunt want his face to be gnawed off by bone worms?" ”