And in the end, before Zhang Yun could continue to threaten this cold-blooded female killer, she actually took the lead, and a beautiful and bewitching face suddenly kissed Zhang Yun's lips fiercely.

On the spot, the actions of the cold-blooded female killer shocked Zhang Yun, and I saw that the cold-blooded female killer sent her little snake to frantically start a big fight with Zhang Yun's sharp soldier Little Snake, and the two sides were close to each other, and the killing was inseparable.

Zhang Yun was confused, and he didn't know what this cold-blooded female killer was going to do.

But the next moment, this cold-blooded female killer was not afraid of death, and poured the delicious blood in her body into Zhang Yun's mouth mouth-to-mouth, which made Zhang Yun swallow it "gurgling".

Just in an instant, the bloodthirsty impulse in Zhang Yun's body suddenly surged, and immediately swallowed half of Zhang Yun's reason, where could he still care about the antidote or something, the thirst for blood had almost made him fall into madness again.

And right now, there was such delicious blood in his mouth, especially the bloody white neck of this cold-blooded female killer, and her bloody "Midsummer Fruit", which made the bloodthirsty beast in Zhang Yun's heart roar vigorously.

Almost without any hesitation, Zhang Yun opened his silver teeth and bit it hard, a pair of obsidian-like pupils full of blood-like colors, continuing the previous blood-sucking.

So much so that Zhang Yun didn't see a string of poignant tears slowly slipping out of the eyes of the cold-blooded female killer, and a pair of dark and gloomy eyes had become more and more dim.

This is the last choice of the cold-blooded female killer, instead of being killed by Zhang Yun**, it is better for her to take the initiative to arouse Zhang Yun's bloodthirsty impulse and let him suck her to death and die in extreme weakness.

Although both of them were the same in terms of results, there was no doubt that this was more acceptable to her, although she was eventually killed by the man who was originally just a prisoner.

At this point, the cold-blooded female killer no longer had any hatred for Zhang Yun in her mind, she only felt that her heart was empty, just like the night after a heavy snowfall, quietly, she was alone.

And she was still covered in her body, walking slowly on the snow with her bare feet, like a lonely child, and the biting cold wind blew one after another, making her shiver with cold.

She didn't know why she was the only one here, she wanted to scream, but she found that she couldn't even make a sound, like a mute, lonely, cold, slowly silting in her heart.

And soon, she actually saw the old killer who had raised her and treated her like a father and mother, standing not far away and smiling at her, motionless.

The cold-blooded female killer ran over in surprise, but when she lightly touched the old killer, the old killer was like a puff of dust, and instantly disintegrated into a puddle of snow on the bottom.

Seeing this, the cold-blooded female killer just stared at the snow with lonely eyes for a long time, and then left here, vaguely, she felt as if she had come to a place where she should not come, like an extremely cold hell in the underworld.

Walking like this, this cold-blooded female killer didn't know how long she had been walking, and in the middle, she met many "people", but as long as she touched it lightly, it would turn into a pile of snow on the ground.

And the most bizarre thing is that these "people" are all targets she has killed with her own hands without exception, including extremely vicious murderers, government officials who have taken human life in disregard, and even a few innocent ordinary people she has killed by mistake.

As long as she had killed, they all appeared in front of her, standing there motionless, which made her even more chilled.

She didn't know what was going on, could it be that this was to completely liquidate the blood that had been stained in her hands, at this moment, this cold-blooded female killer thought silently.

And at this moment, as if in response to her absurd thoughts, the original "people" who had already broken into a puddle of snow on the ground were reorganized in front of her in a frightened death.

It's just that these people are no longer the complete human appearance she saw just now, and they all maintain the appearance of being killed by this cold-blooded female killer, and the death is extremely terrifying.

shook his head, let out a piercing laugh of "Boom", and rushed at her like crazy.

At this moment, for some reason, it was clear that this cold-blooded female killer had unparalleled strength, but she was like a frightened little girl, just running forward desperately, which was completely a terrible instinct.

It was as if the things that were chasing her behind her were no longer the ones she had killed, but a bloody demon from hell, and if she was touched even the slightest, she would be completely wiped out.

However, the speed of these things was much faster than her, just minutes and seconds, she was less than a meter away from these things, and at this moment, in addition to the "whirring" sound of the cold wind blowing in her ears, it was the terrifying cry of these things behind her.

When I looked back, I saw that these things had completely torn off the remaining human skin on their bodies at some point, completely revealing the monstrous appearance inside, which was a scaly hell ghost, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty red.

Immediately, the cold-blooded female killer was frightened, and she rolled down a slope that was covered with heavy snow, like a snowball, and finally fell miserably in front of a figure covered in ice and snow.

And the next moment, these things frantically surrounded her, one by one, scarlet eyes, roaring at her perfect and beautiful body, greed could not be more obvious, slowly leaning towards her, the terrifying blood-colored mouth full of narrow fangs.

At this moment, the heart of this cold-blooded female killer was full of fear, looking at these things that were completely beyond the imagination of reality, she felt so powerless, she wanted to resist, but she couldn't even raise a little strength.

Or rather, in this extremely terrifying situation, her body refused to let her resist, completely weakening her into a poor weak woman, she felt that she must be dreaming, how could she be such a weak woman.

But everything in front of her and the biting cold told her all the time that it was all true, and under the anger, the cold-blooded female killer couldn't help but let out a mournful roar, like a splash of gold and stone, and immediately shook the ice and snow on the figure behind her completely.

On the spot, the cold-blooded female killer subconsciously turned her head, however, she saw a handsome young man wearing only underwear on her body, standing behind her with electric eyes, motionless, like a sculpture.