As the tongue of fire licked his body, his body was roasted to the point of ashes.

But he also felt that it was not as good as half of the pain in his heart!

Why could she break into his world with such a strong attitude, and then quietly and casually withdraw?

He just wants someone to care about him, what's wrong with him?

He was just born with an extra dragon claw, and he was regarded as a foreign object by these dragons.

Is it his fault?

It's your own fault, but it's all on him!

His purpose is just to be genuinely warm......

The slender and bony fingers carried the bloody long sword, the handsome and cloudy face was handsome, and said coldly, "Why do you want to invite you alone?" ”

Tan Sang didn't dare at the moment, and stepped forward in small steps.

Staggered away from the bloody sword behind him.

Such a small action naturally fell into his eyes, and a hint of mockery crossed his red eyes.

He thought,

It turns out that you know that you are afraid!

But do you know that I burn my heart every day in the Infernal Hell, and I am afraid that I will die in hell and will not be able to come back?!

Samuel sneered: "Doesn't the goddess want to know who this sword in my hand killed?" ”

Tan Sang pursed his lips and was silent.

Her body is still so thin, but her waist is straight.

The calmness in her eyes seemed as if she wouldn't be sad about anyone or anything.

It's disgusting!

It's all in her own hands, but she's as arrogant as before.

As if sensing the aura of its master, the longsword lifted its head by itself and turned it into a crooked sword.

The head rolled and landed at her feet.

His hair was hazy, and Tan Sang could see clearly whose head it was......

It's Zhai Qi!!

He's not going to pay for himself, is he?

Although Zhai Qi didn't tell him about Samuel, the person who was most looking forward to Samuel's death was Zhai Qi.

I only hope Zhai Qi didn't say it......

Otherwise, Tan Sang estimated that he would have to be cold.

The man saw that her gorgeous face turned a little pale, and he seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, and walked towards the castle.

Tan Sang is now his lover, following behind him.

A bed covered with roses was just like the one before.

"Lie down."

Tan Sang didn't move.

His eyes were a little deeper, "There are still a few places in the Terrans that I haven't been to yet......"

Saying this is simply a hint to Tan Sang, if you don't obey, you will destroy them.

In order to consolidate his current personality.

Lay down quietly.

The man unbuttoned his clothes slowly. But it was only untied and went to bed next to her.

Only...... That's it?!

Tan Sang always felt that Samuel would not be so simple, and he was always vigilant, but then he slowly fell asleep.

At night, Samuel hugged Tan San tightly and whispered, "Christine Lansan, I hate you so much." ”

It's been three years.

She never knew how long it would be.

For the first year, he prayed to all the immortals that if she could show up and she could save herself, he would be very good to her.

Later, he was in the ghost skeleton that never saw the end, and the river of blood was up and down, and he began to think that as long as she could think about her because she couldn't eat or sleep well every day, then he wouldn't hurt Tan Sang.

But Tan Sang finally lived up to all his expectations.

Looking at the little face, it was a little fatter.

What a dragon makes!

His unprovoked love tormented him day and night.

It hurts so much that life is worse than death.

But she was like a nobody.

In the end, he only thought that if he saw her one day, then they would die together.

The bones are entangled, the flesh and blood are fused, he doesn't have to go through such a time, even if he dies with her and his soul is scattered together, it is another life.

It was best for her not to appear in his life again, and to pray that she would not be found by herself.