Tan Sang casually echoed a "hmm".

The light in his glass-colored eyes kept sweeping the man in the corner.

Hearing Tan Sang's words, the man's palm in the corner subconsciously tightened, and his eyelashes trembled violently for a moment.

Then he relaxed again, his bloodstained fingertips brushing the rough ground, his dull hair obscuring his eyes, and his eyes darkened.

Tan Sang felt that he might be a little hurt Xiaomei.

The man in the corner.

When she had spoken to the old priest earlier, the 'broken', 'delicate' and 'ungifted' slave in the corner,

There was blood on his scarred cheeks and a playful smile.

In his long, narrow blood-colored pupils, there was no trace of fear that Tan Sang had seen when he first broke through the door.

Now it is full of sarcasm, indifference, and fooled killing intent.

At this moment, like a real monster, staring at her back without any warmth.

Even if what Tan Sang just said was not straightforward, everyone present understood her unfinished words: leave him for me, I want to get him myself.

It's not clear what this is all about.

Seeing that her eyes fell on him just now, everywhere she went, she was indifferent and ruthless.

Did she want to rip out his strange and beautiful pupils, or did she want to dig out the little scaly flesh left on his deformed legs?

Or did she want him to die or come back to life in her magic circle?

I don't know if in her eyes, he, a slave who doesn't have an ugly appearance, is worthy of using a profound magic array?

Or maybe she just wanted to kill him with her own hands.

After all, there's her favorite person in it.

That hypocritical gentleman obviously likes another woman, but he still hangs this woman who has hurt him again and again.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to scold,

You deserve it.

Now, she was even more vicious in front of that man.

He didn't even have any position to say such a thing.

Thinking calmly, his expression was cold, and his gaze fell on Tan Sang.

Maybe he should have killed Tan Sang before she could do it.

The only last bit of magic.

Can you kill everyone here?

The high priest wanted to leave, but he saw Keberg hiding nearby.

This unproductive one has become one of the alternate high priests, and he is so ambitious, wandering in front of women day by day.

Do some stupid things.

Sure enough, it's a raccoon dog.

To raise your hand is to grab your ear and grab Kerberry's ear.

"Still embarrassed here? This is how the goddess was spoiled by you! ”

"High Priest, High Priest, Sister Sangsang is still here, you give me some face and spare my ears!"

Keberg could have used magic to get the High Priest away.

Corkberg had always respected the high priest the most, so he just lowered his head and covered his ears.

Because of some pain, his face was hideous, and the scar on his forehead looked a little scary, but Tan Sang looked a little funny and couldn't help laughing.

The voice is shallow, and it sounds great.

The little girl is already eye-catching, and when she smiles like this, everyone who laughs wants to give her their hearts.

Everyone was so obsessed with her beauty that they almost forgot what kind of evil intentions lay beneath such a beautiful skin.

It's really a femme fatale.

Keberg saw that his Sangsang sister hadn't laughed for a long time, and suddenly laughed, and he was completely confused.

The High Priest couldn't stand the humiliation of Keberg and made a teleportation circle.

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Little Beauty: Is it what I want to do?