His voice was a little impatient and said two words coldly, a little deterrent fiercely, which scared me, and I looked up at him with some grievances.

Seeing that I had really given up resisting this time, he gave me a cold look.

Then he stretched out his slender claws and struck at the buttons of my clothes.

My body was trembling, and there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in my heart.

Then he unbuttoned my top shirt without pause, and his expression was calm from top to bottom.

I can't really describe what it's like to be slaughtered on a cutting board, but I can't really calm down, "Hey, hey, hey...... Wait a minute, I'm ......"

"Thorn!"

Before I could finish speaking, he grabbed the other side with his rough other hand and tore the clothes in half with both hands, and the buttons broke off two or three times, and it was almost to his chest at once.

Even the white inner inside is undoubtedly revealed, and a large area of snow-white spring light appears at a glance, and the wind blows and feels biting cold.

Misty grass Nima!

I reached out and subconsciously covered the exposed spring light, but I didn't expect to be grabbed by his wrist, and it was locked like pliers.

"You're moving, I'm going to tie you up in this old grave tonight." He looked up at my silhouette, his voice still cold and unwarm.

I was so angry that I was about to cry, and my red nose was a little sour in my eyes

It's okay to be frightened by a group of lonely ghosts today, and now I'm still humiliated by him here, and the more I think about it, the more I feel bad it is.

"Loosen up..."

I said to him with red eyes, and then twitched my hand, but he didn't move.

He looked at my face lightly, and I don't know why there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

I struggled hard, tears rolling in my eyes, and shouted to him, "Release, you're hurting me." ”

He let go of his hand at once.

Then he squatted down next to me, and slowly uncovered my torn clothes, and I was already like this, so I couldn't comfort it.

I still think about that, his appearance really makes me unbearable, I turned my head sideways and became angry, and I was about to scold him.

His brows furrowed, and he said, "You're making trouble, I won't be able to save you later." ”

I was taken aback by his words, and I didn't react a little.

When I looked down, I noticed that I had a very slight wound on my collarbone a little above my chest, which was very light, as if it had worn a little cortex.

But the place where the cortex was cut turned black, and even the capillaries there protruded.

Even the bright red blood could be seen to be black water, sticky, like a toxin.

I was a little frightened, I felt cold in my collarbones, but I didn't feel any pain at all, and I didn't even notice it when I was anesthetized in that quick place.

And it looks like it's been scratched by something.

But in the next second I knew what it was, the zombie old ghost in the Manchu coat who was close to me earlier.

His hands were covered with corpses, his nails were blood-red, and the inch-long red nails were really scary, they must have been scratched by that old thing, and I didn't even pay attention to them.

I've heard that zombies will have corpse poison spread all over the body, and the old zombie ghost doesn't know how many years, and the Tao is profound, and the corpse poison contained in this must be very terrifying.

I looked down at him with his brow still furrowed at the scratch on my collarbone on my chest, and his head was a little clouded.

Could it be that I am living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!?

He actually wanted to help me heal the poison, and I mistakenly thought that he had that bad habit and wanted to do something here.

I was so excited that I couldn't speak.

Good person, this demon is a good person, I was suspicious of people just now, people are good people at all.