"Enough is enough!!"

Fake Yang Yuchan roared angrily.

Chen Mo looked at her suspiciously: "What's the matter, Xiao Chanchan, don't you like to roll the floor with me the most?"

You've changed, you're not as wild as you used to be.

Don't you love me anymore? ”

The fake Yang Yuchan almost didn't squirt a mouthful of old blood to the ceiling.

How many flavors does this real Yang Yuchan have!

I actually like to roll the floor!

Yang Yuchan chuckled and picked up Chen Mo's hand, put it on her chest, and let it play with it, but she knelt down in front of him and said:

"What do people mean......

You've been holding it for so long, can I help you relax first with my mouth? ”

Yang Yuchan raised her head and looked at Chen Mo with a confused look, but on the hands blocked by the two great chests, the blood-red nails began to grow longer and longer.

She waited for Chen Mo's answer as if she was looking at a plaything.

"This ......"

Chen Mo struggled for a long time, but after all, he still couldn't resist this fatal temptation.

nodded slightly, signaling that Yang Yuchan could start.

But Yang Yuchan stood up, hugged Chen Mo, and sobbed softly:

"What am I in your heart? Is it just a tool for venting (harmonious) desires? ”

The blood-red fingertips slid down Chen Mo's pajamas from his waist to his back near his heart.

As long as she gently exerted force, Chen Mo's heart could be pulled out at once!

However, the fake Yang Yuchan obviously didn't want to kill Chen Mo so quickly, she wanted to see how Chen Mo answered this embarrassing question.

After being silent for a while, Chen Mo hugged Yang Yuchan tightly, stuck it to the root of her ear and said, "That's right, you are my tool to vent (harmony) desires."

No, it should be said, you are a bitch, you should get on your knees now, obediently pout your ass, and wag your tail and beg for mercy. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Chen Mo say this, the fake Yang Yuchan was stunned for a moment.

Just when she was stunned for a moment, with a snort, the fake Yang Yuchan looked at the huge wound on her chest in disbelief, which was pierced by Chen Mo's hand, and then she realized that she had already been recognized by Chen Mo.

There was not a drop of blood flowing out of the wound, and the fake Yang Yuchan asked Chen Mo with a smile: "How did you find out that I was an impostor?" ”

"Your voice and appearance, even the beauty mole on the corner of your mouth are vividly imitated.

But how can a person's character be so easy to imitate? ”

Chen Mo said coldly.

"Hahahaha, Chen Mo, you are really stronger than the legend!

I'm sorry though, but the physical attack doesn't work for me!

I'm a ghost-based demon parasite!

Quack, surprised, surprised? ”

As she spoke, a spiral mist rose around the fake Yang Yuchan.

Then her whole body turned into a black mist.

"Uncle Ben is under the throne of the Ghost King, one of the four ghost generals, Ghost Mist!

As you saw just now, physical attacks are ineffective against Uncle Ben.

There's no way you can hit me!

Now kneel down and beg for mercy, I can open the net and let you die a little more happily!

Otherwise, I'll burrow into your body through the pores of your limbs.

My ghost mist will burst your body and make you suffer terribly before you die! ”

Oni Mist said arrogantly.

"Oh? Physical attacks are useless?

So ......"

Chen Mo smiled lightly and stretched out his right arm and waved it slightly.

"Initiative! Demon Bloody Hand!! ”

(End of chapter)

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