Just for a moment, this cold-blooded female killer was shocked, she never dreamed that she would finally see Zhang Yun, a bastard, here, for some reason, she had an inexplicable sense of surprise at this moment.

At this extremely terrifying critical juncture, Zhang Yun, who was originally the one she hated the most, became the same camp as her, facing these hideous ghosts together, which couldn't help but make this cold-blooded female killer have mixed feelings, and there was a little warmth in her heart for Zhang Yun.

In a trance, this cold-blooded female killer actually had the illusion that as long as Zhang Yun was by her side, she could be fearless, even if there were more ghosts and ghosts in front of her, they would be destroyed by Zhang Yun's punch.

This is a strange feeling, so much so that this cold-blooded female killer has forgotten the insurmountable chain of hatred between her and Zhang Yun, it is better to say that at this moment she has completely become a poor weak woman, and she only wants to rely on Zhang Yun.

In a sense, she is the most real her subconsciously.

However, the next moment, just as she subconsciously wanted to hold Shen Yun's body away from these evil ghosts, she suddenly thought of the scene she saw at the beginning.

Those people who were originally lifelike, after being touched by her, first turned into a pile of snow, but it didn't take long for them to turn into a fierce and vicious ghost.

As soon as he thought of this, it was just a moment, the eyes of this cold-blooded female killer shrank back suddenly, and the two jade arms that looked like frost and snow stopped on both sides of Zhang Yun's thighs, looking at Zhang Yun in great horror.

I saw that Zhang Yun was like a lifelike sculpture, his face was expressionless, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he was motionless, which was not the action that a living person should have at all.

Even this cold-blooded female killer thought that if this was really Zhang Yun, I am afraid that she would have been attacked by now, and the heart of this cold-blooded female killer completely fell into the abyss of despair on the spot.

It turned out that this Zhang Yun was also a pile of snow, a fierce and vicious ghost, where did she dare to reach out and touch it.

And at this moment, this cold-blooded female killer saw that those hideous demons were about to surround her and eat her cruelly, she couldn't help but close her eyes in pain, and her two beautiful jade arms also tightly protected her delicate body that had been frozen blue, biting the root of her tongue, ready to bite her tongue and kill herself.

No matter whether all this in front of her is true or not, this cold-blooded female killer will never be able to watch herself being eaten and die miserably, she has her own dignity, even if it is a killer with bloody hands, she must die by her own will.

However, at this moment, two big hands that exuded steaming heat suddenly picked her up from the snow, and this heat, like the magma slowly flowing out of the hot crater, overbearing and violently warmed her frozen delicate body.

Immediately, the cold-blooded female killer opened her eyes, and unexpectedly, what appeared in front of her at this moment was a handsome face that shone like a god.

The obsidian-like crystalline pupils, the ruddy and full soft lips, and the bright smile that is so gentle that it seems to melt away all the pain in this world.

Suddenly, it was like a divine light rushing into her heart, making her feel warm for the first time in her life, so much so that this cold-blooded female killer actually forgot that it was none other than Zhang Yun, who was originally as dead as a sculpture, who was gently holding her at this moment.

At the same time, the surrounding fierce demons with scales and armor, after encountering the divine light emitted from Zhang Yun's body, also dissipated in place like rain and snow, and finally turned back into a puddle of snow on the ground.

At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer looked at Zhang Yun with such a sacred and incomprehensible thing, and the warmth in her heart was accumulating more and more, almost subconsciously, this cold-blooded female killer involuntarily put her two petals of fragrant lips towards Zhang Yun's lips.

Vaguely, she had a vague premonition that there was the warmth she wanted in those two sweet lips, and as long as she kissed it, she could enjoy the extreme warmth.

That's the warmth she's been looking for.

However, just as her lips were about to hit Zhang Yun's two fragrant lips, Zhang Yun gently pressed her finger to the lips of the cold-blooded female killer, smiled softly, and did not speak, looking at the cold-blooded female killer stunned.

Immediately, Zhang Yun began to slowly caress her soft and white neck, as if caressing a fine silky satin, and a pair of obsidian-like pupils also began to appear red, and the bloodthirsty meaning could not be more obvious.

It can be seen that this cold-blooded female killer is like being stunned, and she actually took the initiative to send her white neck to Zhang Yun's mouth, her cold and faint eyes were full of fog, and her breathing became a little heavy, as if she was longing for Zhang Yun to suck her blood.

This is a very weird feeling, obviously she hates Zhang Yun so much, where is she willing to let Zhang Yun suck her blood, but at this moment, she has inexplicably become such a posture.

But what happened next made her completely wake up from this absurd dream, Zhang Yun turned into a stream of blood in front of her eyes, and then rushed directly into her mouth, making her completely swallow Zhang Yun's blood flow into her stomach.

The next moment, this cold-blooded female killer suddenly woke up from her dream, and when she opened her eyes, what she saw was Zhang Yun's handsome face above her head, which was so white that there was almost no blood, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was extremely weak.

It can be seen that she is being held tightly in Zhang Yun's arms, sitting in front of the red-hot fireplace, wearing the black cloak on her body, looking like a good baby.

But Zhang Yun was like a candle lingering in the residual wind, her body was trembling slightly, and she put a white wrist on her mouth.

Immediately, this cold-blooded female killer was shocked, she was a little confused about what was going on in front of her, wasn't she brutally sucked blood to death by Zhang Yun on the bed, why did she become like this now.

It looks like a husband is sitting in front of the fireplace with his wife in his arms to keep warm.

At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer suddenly felt a salty taste in her mouth, as if she had drunk a few catties of molten iron, and even something kept ticking into her mouth, like the smell of blood.

This gave her an inexplicable premonition.

On the spot, the cold-blooded female killer supported her very weak body, and gently picked up Zhang Yun's wrist that was placed on her lips to take a look, and sure enough, on that white wrist, there was a crimson frightening mouth that was bleeding drop by drop.

Seeing this scene, the heart of this cold-blooded female killer seemed to have set off a monstrous wave, she never dreamed that Zhang Yun would cut her wrist and feed her blood, she used her heel to think about why, this is a direct "blood transfusion".