Wusu traveled some distance closer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yinluo smiled strangely, and the laughter sounded extraordinarily penetrating: "You are really pretending to be ......"

Wusu was noncommittal, looking at her lightly, talking so much nonsense, and not talking about business-

She wouldn't say that being expected to do this kind of thing made her a little annoyed.

Yinluo slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Wusu's wrist.

It was as if a kind of bitter coolness came out of the other party's unwarm fingers, and entered Wusu's body through the epidermis, Wusu subconsciously shivered, silently watching her, waiting for her next move.

"You, promise me one thing......" Yinluo's voice seemed to pass a faint uneasiness, but the expression on his face was dark and terrifying to the extreme.

Wusu didn't speak, he didn't struggle, as if he didn't feel anything.

Yinluo closed his eyes and said in a cursed tone, "If you refuse to agree, I will let you sink in my illusion for the rest of your life...... Even if I die, you won't be able to free me. ”

Wusu easily withdrew his hand, a touch of moisture gathered from his fingertips, and brushed his wrist: "Your curse is not effective against me. You might as well speak up. I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll say yes......"

Yinluo looked at his empty hands lonely, his body shook, and his figure began to loosen: "...... You help me get the pearl, and I'll send you out. ”

Wusu looked at her strangely, and with a movement of his hand, the black-veined pearl in the mussel shell rose spontaneously, gradually approaching Yinluo's side.

Yinluo took the pearl in the palm of his hand, touched it a few times caressed, and said, "I'll send you out now." ”

Wusu couldn't help but turn to someone in the mussel shell, what the hell, this is the rhythm of pulling him to die and die together?

Wusu traveled some distance closer.

Yinluo smiled strangely, and the laughter sounded extraordinarily penetrating: "You are really pretending to be ......"

Wusu was noncommittal, looking at her lightly, talking so much nonsense, and not talking about business-

She wouldn't say that being expected to do this kind of thing made her a little annoyed.

Yinluo slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Wusu's wrist.

It was as if a kind of bitter coolness came out of the other party's unwarm fingers, and entered Wusu's body through the epidermis, Wusu subconsciously shivered, silently watching her, waiting for her next move.

"You, promise me one thing......" Yinluo's voice seemed to pass a faint uneasiness, but the expression on his face was dark and terrifying to the extreme.

Wusu didn't speak, he didn't struggle, as if he didn't feel anything.

Yinluo closed his eyes and said in a cursed tone, "If you refuse to agree, I will let you sink in my illusion for the rest of your life...... Even if I die, you won't be able to free me. ”

Wusu easily withdrew his hand, a touch of moisture gathered from his fingertips, and brushed his wrist: "Your curse is not effective against me. You might as well speak up. I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll say yes......"

Yinluo looked at his empty hands lonely, his body shook, and his figure began to loosen: "...... You help me get the pearl, and I'll send you out. ”

Wusu looked at her strangely, and with a movement of his hand, the black-veined pearl in the mussel shell rose spontaneously, gradually approaching Yinluo's side.

Yinluo took the pearl in the palm of his hand, touched it a few times caressed, and said, "I'll send you out now." ”

Wusu couldn't help but turn to someone in the mussel shell, what the hell, this is the rhythm of pulling him to die and die together?

Wusu traveled some distance closer.

Yinluo smiled strangely, and the laughter sounded extraordinarily penetrating: "You are really pretending to be ......"

Wusu was noncommittal, looking at her lightly, talking so much nonsense, and not talking about business-

She wouldn't say that being expected to do this kind of thing made her a little annoyed.

Yinluo slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Wusu's wrist.

It was as if a kind of bitter coolness came out of the other party's unwarm fingers, and entered Wusu's body through the epidermis, Wusu subconsciously shivered, silently watching her, waiting for her next move.

"You, promise me one thing......" Yinluo's voice seemed to pass a faint uneasiness, but the expression on his face was dark and terrifying to the extreme.

Wusu didn't speak, he didn't struggle, as if he didn't feel anything.

Yinluo closed his eyes and said in a cursed tone, "If you refuse to agree, I will let you sink in my illusion for the rest of your life...... Even if I die, you won't be able to free me. ”

Wusu easily withdrew his hand, a touch of moisture gathered from his fingertips, and brushed his wrist: "Your curse is not effective against me. You might as well speak up. I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll say yes......"

Yinluo looked at his empty hands lonely, his body shook, and his figure began to loosen: "...... You help me get the pearl, and I'll send you out. ”

Wusu looked at her strangely, and with a movement of his hand, the black-veined pearl in the mussel shell rose spontaneously, gradually approaching Yinluo's side.

Yinluo took the pearl in the palm of his hand, touched it a few times caressed, and said, "I'll send you out now." ”

Wusu couldn't help but turn to someone in the mussel shell, what the hell, this is the rhythm of pulling him to die and die together?

Wusu traveled some distance closer.

Yinluo smiled strangely, and the laughter sounded extraordinarily penetrating: "You are really pretending to be ......"

Wusu was noncommittal, looking at her lightly, talking so much nonsense, and not talking about business-

She wouldn't say that being expected to do this kind of thing made her a little annoyed.

Yinluo slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Wusu's wrist.

It was as if a kind of bitter coolness came out of the other party's unwarm fingers, and entered Wusu's body through the epidermis, Wusu subconsciously shivered, silently watching her, waiting for her next move.

"You, promise me one thing......" Yinluo's voice seemed to pass a faint uneasiness, but the expression on his face was dark and terrifying to the extreme.

Wusu didn't speak, he didn't struggle, as if he didn't feel anything.

Yinluo closed his eyes and said in a cursed tone, "If you refuse to agree, I will let you sink in my illusion for the rest of your life...... Even if I die, you won't be able to free me. ”

Wusu easily withdrew his hand, a touch of moisture gathered from his fingertips, and brushed his wrist: "Your curse is not effective against me. You might as well speak up. I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll say yes......"

Yinluo looked at his empty hands lonely, his body shook, and his figure began to loosen: "...... You help me get the pearl, and I'll send you out. ”

Wusu looked at her strangely, and with a movement of his hand, the black-veined pearl in the mussel shell rose spontaneously, gradually approaching Yinluo's side.

Yinluo took the pearl in the palm of his hand, touched it a few times caressed, and said, "I'll send you out now." ”

Wusu couldn't help but turn to someone in the mussel shell, what the hell, this is the rhythm of pulling him to die and die together? (To be continued.) )