Demon King's Cinnabar Mole (18)

The woman walked with long white legs, and her posture was bewitching, "I can help you, my respected Demon King." ”

When the soft and boneless hand was about to touch him, there was a "snap" sound, without any mercy.

It really hurts.

The woman didn't mind, she had enough patience and confidence to take this man into her pocket.

Then the child said coldly, "Don't touch me!" ”

Only...... Master can touch it.

The dark pupils were like a maze, unfathomable, and the expression was not at all like that of this age.

There seems to be **** in the bottom of her eyes, as if she can be smashed in the next moment.

The corners of the woman's lips hooked, and she looked at him with interest in her eyes, the more difficult it was to get, the easier it was to stimulate her fighting spirit.

She was confident that she would have this Demon King in her pocket.

She circled around him and made her voice as soft as water, "Lord Demon, I can help you."

They don't want you, they dislike you, they treat you like a cover, it's okay, I want your ......"

Beyondsoft lifted his eyelids and just looked at her.

Suddenly, her throat seemed to be choked by something, and she could only make the sound of Kaka, and her breath became more and more unobstructed.

On the verge of death.

"Save ...... Help me. ”

The child turned a blind eye, and his eyes were filled with only longing for this bead.

Step by step, he approached.

The demonic qi in the entire Demon Palace suddenly became surging and boiling, as if to wake up their master.

The beads grew hotter.

Beyondsoft flew into the air and floated in mid-air, and the bead burrowed into his body at once.

The entire Demon Palace staggered, as if it was about to be torn apart, but nothing changed.

The blood between heaven and earth is more intense.

The child was still unable to control this demonic energy, and he scurried all over his body, and all of a sudden his clothes became tattered, and there were a few more blood marks.

The whole person is like a kite falling from the line, falling straight from the sky.

Very pale.

It also makes people feel very distressed.

A white figure descended from the sky, as if shining the darkness of this demon palace into a light.

What caught my eye was the woman's white dress, with a fluttering skirt, out of the dust like a fairy, standing proudly in the world, like a fairy descending to earth, which made people dare not force their eyes.

The long sword is better than the snow, the woman is like a flower, indescribably beautiful and elegant, noble and vulgar.

She gently caught the pale Boyan, and looked at the scantily clad woman in the corner with a pair of sparkling eyes.

The gaze was gloomy, and the aura in the entire demon palace became cold, and the cold air rushed straight to the woman's face.

"Ahhh

The woman dressed in light veils covered her face and groaned in pain.

"My face, my face......"

A few blood marks appeared on the flower-like face.

All of them were wounded by ice-inducing spells.

Tan Sang's surroundings seemed to freeze ice, and she hugged Boyan and approached the woman in the corner step by step.

Everywhere you go, it freezes, and the soles of your feet bloom in the form of snowflakes.

It's cold.

Her expression was very indifferent, but the anger in her eyes could kill a person.

Red lips lightly opened.

"You're hurt?"

The woman shook her head violently, "It's not me, it's not me, it's the bead!" That bead! ”

The woman curled herself into a ball, looking even smaller.

She had just really felt the death gaze.

That gaze seemed to cut her inch by inch.

Tan Sang's eyes were raised, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the whole person looked lazy and luxurious, domineering and leaking, full of momentum.

"If something happens to him, the deity will definitely wash this demon palace with blood!"