Having said that, it is impossible for anyone to look at this Meng Zheng who can smile with a knife, and it is impossible to be calm. Bai Suhe struggled desperately to shake his wrist, trying to get rid of the shackles of the rope, and at the same time used the base of his tongue to push the pillow towel in his mouth. Even though she was given sleeping pills and her tentacles were dulled, she could feel the burning pain of her wrists being sharpened by the rope in the struggle, but she didn't know what knot the knot was tied by the zither, and after the struggle, the rope not only did not loosen, but became tighter and tighter. Fortunately, the pillow towel in his mouth was not very deep, and after being pushed by the base of his tongue for a while, it gradually slipped outward.

Bai Suhe was overjoyed, and he saw that Fang Zheng, who was still holding the dagger and laughing, flipped his wrist, and the dagger went vertically down. Bai Suhe's heart was cold, he couldn't calculate that this kind of death in this life was such a wretch, so he could only close his eyes and wait for the imaginary pain to come, but he didn't expect to wait for a while, without any pain and body. Bai Suhe opened his eyes in surprise, only to see that half of the dagger had sunk into Meng Zheng's silky and shiny chest.

Bai Suhe thought that his sleeping pills were working, and he hallucinated in front of him, his eyes blinked desperately a few times, his head shook from side to side and threw away a little heaviness, and the situation was still the same when he opened his eyes again.

Bai Suhe was a little stupid, and he didn't know which one Meng Zheng was playing. Her vision would be much clearer, and when she looked closely, she found that the skin where the dagger landed looked a little strange. From her vantage point, the skin was about a finger thick, but it had merged with the surrounding skin, and the color was so similar that it was impossible to see it unless she looked closely.

Meng Zheng looked painful, but the hand holding the dagger was as steady as a rock, holding the dagger handle with one hand and forming a palm with the other, and without hesitation, he continued to press the dagger into the flesh in front of his chest, and the slightly raised part began to twist after the dagger was pressed, and the outer bulge became more and more obvious, and the muscles of the whole part in front of the heart rose and fell one after another, like a pot of boiling thick rice porridge, constantly tumbling, as if that muscle had its own separate life.

This scene is both weird and disgusting, even Bai Suhe, who is used to seeing big scenes, can't help but feel nauseous, his throat is itchy, the tip of his tongue struggles to push out, and the already loose towel loses the position of the hanging card, and slowly slides into his mouth.

As soon as Bai Suhe's tongue was free, he immediately exhaled: "Blue ......" As soon as a sound burst out halfway, there was a darkness in front of him, and then there was a slippery and flexible object in Bai Suhe's mouth.

Bai Suhe was stunned for a moment, and the surprise just now was replaced by the original anger. has grown for nearly thirty years in modern times, even if he has never eaten pork and watched a pig run, Bai Suhe instantly reacted to what was in his mouth, and immediately tightened his teeth and wanted to bite that thing off. I didn't want to be stunned, and immediately had an extra hand on my chin, pinching her cheeks tightly. Bai Suha's cheeks were pinched so that her teeth were weak, and she could only open her door wide, allowing the object to slide in and out between her lips and teeth like a snake.

Meng Zheng closed her eyes to feel the sweet honey and the tender touch in Bai Suhe's lips, and Bai Suhe's tongue kept dodging back, which only aroused her desire to chase and seize. The two tongues continued to fight offensive and defensive battles in a narrow range, one side retreated, the other side was entangled, and in the end, Bai Suhe could not avoid it, so he could only be tightly entangled by the zither and suck desperately.

The taste of victory was so beautiful that Meng Zheng even forgot the sharp pain in his chest in a very short time. It wasn't until Mei unwillingly rolled over again that Meng Zheng exhaled unexpectedly, and reluctantly withdrew his tongue.

"Sister Bai, if you don't want me to do something more out of the ordinary, don't make any more trouble." Meng Zheng let go of the hand that was clamping Bai Suhe's cheek and whispered in her ear.

The dagger had already reached the handle, and Meng Zheng straightened his upper body, pressing one hand on his plump chest, while biting his lower lip. The hand holding the handle of the dagger was forceful, and suddenly pulled it up, after all, the charm and flesh could not match the strength in the hand and the sharpness of the dagger, with a splash of black and red liquid, the flesh and dagger were finally half exposed again, but they were no longer as smooth and clean as before.

Meng Zheng did not wait for the dagger to be completely pulled out, his wrist was deflected, and the dagger slanted down, cutting into the flesh again. Meng Zheng thought that it hurt so badly that he finally couldn't move anymore when he cut halfway, holding the dagger in both hands, and the whole person trembled.

"You...... In dry ...... What the? Bai Suhedan seemed to feel the unbearable pain just by watching from the sidelines, she didn't know what Meng Zheng was crazy about tonight, why she was hurting herself in this way.

Meng Zheng's temperament changed dramatically just now, is it related to the undulating flesh on his chest?

"Good...... It hurts...... Meng Zheng's voice trembled, tears couldn't help but spread in his eyes, Chu Chu looked at Bai Suhe pitifully, "Bai ...... Lynn...... Let me kiss it again...... Is it good ......?"

Good ......!

Meng Zheng obviously didn't mean to wait for Bai Suhe's reply, and the person once again directly pounced on Bai Suhe. This time, Meng Zheng didn't pinch Bai Suhe's cheeks again, both hands let go of the dagger, clinging tightly to Bai Suhe's back, and biting Bai Suhe's lips wildly.

Bai Suhe felt that his lips seemed to be bitten off by the zither, and he couldn't help but start twisting his body to shake off the zither on his body. But Meng Zheng grasped firmly, after all, she took sleeping pills and her body was heavy and weak, and it was impossible to exert much strength, but it continued to make the two of them touch and rub against each other □□ towering breasts, and the tender parts at the top were bursting out of time with bursts of tingling pleasure.

Hell yes!

Bai Suhe felt that his chest had become quite hard, his scalp exploded, and he didn't dare to move anymore. After this pause, she felt that a layer of wet and viscous liquid seemed to flow from her chest, and when she tightened her jaw, Meng Zheng didn't know when she pulled out the dagger, and streams of blood and slime gushed out from the hole in the crimson flesh.

Meng Zheng looked down at his chest, then at Bai Suhe, raised the dagger in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Bai, you really ...... Don't move...... I'm afraid I can't help ......"

Now that the society is open, there is a lot of relevant information, and what is behind can't help it, needless to explain, both of them know it.

Meng Zheng didn't wait for the words to fall, his hand fell, and he cut the wound again.

Meng Zheng slashed diagonally just now, and the piece of flesh in Mei's heart had already been cut off by her. This time when the knife fell, Meng Zheng was already ruthless, and as the knife edge entered the wound, Meng Zheng was so painful that he just wanted to scream. Biting his lower lip fiercely, the lower lip shattered between his teeth, Meng Zheng snorted, the tip of the dagger went from left to right, and only one-third of the part of the charm was connected to the heart.

Mei seemed to be unwilling to lose the flesh and blood that had been stored like this, and the boiling was even worse, and many tiny crystal tentacles emerged from the pieces of flesh that fell off and hung in the air. Those tentacles swayed from side to side, and as soon as they came into contact with the true flesh of the kite, they immediately remixed with the flesh and blood. Bai Suhe had never seen such a thing, and was stunned for a while, forgetting that his mouth was free and he could call for help, and he watched in a daze as Meng Zheng waved his knife to cut off the tentacles again and again, but the tentacles always persevered in trying to grab Meng Zheng's flesh and blood.

Because of the extreme pain, Meng Zheng's mind was dizzy, and his eyes were even blacker. She knew that this was because of the self-protection measures taken by the human body to avoid excessive pain, and once she surrendered to her body and fainted and let Mei return to her body, she would be immediately counterattacked, and she would not be able to get rid of it for eternity.

Once charged...... Bai So-ha must be the first to bear the brunt......

No way...... No way......!

Meng Zheng's cute face suddenly flashed hideous, and he stuffed the pillow towel that Bai Suhe had just spit out into his mouth, and the dagger no longer chose the piece of flesh where the charm was, but chose a more inward position - Meng Zheng's own flesh and blood.

Meng Zheng could feel the coldness and sharpness of sliding against her ribs, she squinted and gritted her teeth, and her spirit that was about to collapse just now suddenly lifted, and she calmly saw the dagger slide into the right position, and then flipped the direction of the blade, cutting out diagonally.

The piece of flesh fused with charm seemed to let out a silent scream at the moment when it broke away from Meng Zheng's flesh and blood, and the boiling suddenly stopped, and together with the pillow towel that was loosened from Meng Zheng's mouth, it fell on Bai Suhe's chest.

Meng Zheng couldn't bear to witness the miserable situation on her chest at this moment, and her plump chest was almost cut off by a third of her just now. As the piece of flesh fell off, the wound was no longer a black-red viscous liquid, but actual human blood.

Bai Suhe looked at the wound that was like a spring, and knew that this kind of flow method would cause blood loss and shock in a few minutes. She hated and was angry with Meng Zheng at this time, but she couldn't really let a person die in front of her. It's just that at this moment, Meng Zheng still didn't let go of her hand, so that she couldn't call an ambulance if she wanted to help stop the bleeding.

Bai Suhe just wanted to speak, but Meng Zheng obviously guessed her thoughts, shook her head with a weak smile on her face, held the dagger that was trembling and almost fell off and put it on the strange flesh mass, cut off the longer tentacles, and put it on top of the wound. The tentacles were so miraculous that as soon as they touched the flesh, they immediately squirmed, and as several of them stretched out in all directions, the flesh □□ outside the wound was covered by a layer of tentacles like a knitted sweater, and the hemorrhage miraculously stopped.

"Don't be afraid...... It's okay......" Meng Zheng's expression was already extremely depressed, and he was still saying words to comfort Bai Suhe, and when he turned around, he turned around and turned out a few silver needles that were bright and dangling enough to be the length of a thumb.

Bai Suhe's reaction was about the same as when the people downstairs saw Bai Suhe playing with firebirds just now, looking at Meng Zheng's eyes as if they were looking at aliens. Looking at the silver needle again, Bai Suhe couldn't help but want to smack the zither, how could there be so many strange ghost things on her?

Meng Zheng's body lì reached the limit, and without much explanation, he picked up the piece of meat that had collapsed and put it on Bai Suhe's chest, and the silver needle fell down in a flash.

Bai Suhe was a bystander just now, and he didn't want to be caught in again in the blink of an eye. She saw the strangeness of the charm clearly just now, and knew that this must not be a good thing, and just wanted to scream and scold, but her eyes were dark again, and she was kissed by Meng Zheng for the third time.

Breaking away from the control of the charm, although Meng Zheng felt that the pain in the wound was still unbearable, and his body was almost at the bottom, his mind was much clearer. This time the kiss was much more gentle and delicate than the previous two times, without endless plunder, but gently and gently licking and entanglement.

Bai Suhe's mouth was blocked, and before he could struggle, he felt a pain in his chest first, followed by a burst of warmth, which passed into his body from where the silver needle was.

The warm current poured in from the heart, and with the flow of blood to the limbs, it was very comfortable. Meng Zheng kept in his hand, and inserted all the four silver needles in his hand into Bai Suhe's heart, fixed the charm, and then let go of Bai Suhe's lips.

The fixed charm quickly became lighter from skin color, and the thickness also thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye, at most more than ten seconds, the charm on Zài's chest was already unrecognizable, like a thin piece of jelly, which could no longer be fixed by silver needles, and slowly slid down Bai Suhe's chest and fell to his side.

"This ...... Result...... What is it? Bai Suhe could feel the sudden abundance of vitality in her body, and she didn't need to explain that she understood that Meng Zheng was not harming her just now. But why is this thing so tragic when it is on Meng Zheng, but it has such an effect on himself?

Meng Zheng hesitated for a while, she knew that Bai Suhe's personality was actually very black and white, and if she told her that this was the lifespan of those resentful spirits left by Bai Yingyan's sin, she would definitely not accept it.

After a while, Meng Zheng finally whispered: "This is my life, from now on you and my lives will be connected, you ...... I could no longer be left behind, and I left alone. ”