Chapter Ninety-Three: Each Harbors a Ghost
Seeing Su Xueying coming, Wang Yan was secretly happy in his heart.
Thanks to not listening to this girl's nonsense, otherwise she would have to peel off her skin even if she didn't die.
"Eat my big Dior!"
Wang Yan roared angrily, and he didn't care if his strength had recovered, and directly entered the transformation state.
"Boom!"
The scorching flames burned brightly, and his body instantly swelled into a five-meter-tall giant.
The fist bigger than a human head rushed forward and collided with Su Xueying fiercely.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and a white figure flew out upside down.
saw Su Xueying's body slamming against the wall, and the translucent belly pocket flew out, and the violent movements caused a ball tremor.
"How so?"
Su Xueying's face was full of disbelief, obviously her appearance and aura were human, but why did she become a monster covered in flames?
And, why is he so powerful? Why is the body so hard?
"Not good!"
After Wang Yan knocked Su Xueying away with one punch, the second punch followed suit.
Su Xueying scolded in a low voice, subconsciously wanting to avoid it.
However, at this moment, a terrible sense of crisis seemed to appear out of thin air, making her dare not move.
More than a dozen lightning charms floated around, and as long as she dared to act rashly, she would face the danger of being bombarded in turns.
"My good sister, where do you want to go?"
Wang Yan laughed evilly, leaned over to Su Xueying's side and hugged her slender waist from behind, and her stout body quickly returned to its original appearance.
Tender, soft and elastic, Wang Yan held Su Xueying in his arms with his left hand, while his right hand slowly slid upwards from his waist.
More than a dozen thunder talismans were pasted on Su Xueying's body, and Wang Yan was very jealous of this goblin, so he took out more than twenty flame talismans.
If these talismans detonate together, although they can't cause much damage to Wang Yan who is in a state of transformation, Su Xueying can still do it if she blows up half to death.
"My good brother, the slave family doesn't want to go anywhere, I just want to be in your arms all the time!"
Feeling the sense of crisis that frightened her, Su Xueying's face changed wildly, and then she quickly regained her composure, and a hand climbed up from Wang Yan's back to his shoulder, and gently rubbed on Wang Yan's neck.
With Su Xueying's movements, Wang Yan felt a faint stinging pain coming from the top of his neck.
At the same time, a strong sense of crisis erupted in the depths of his heart.
He didn't know what Su Xueying had done, but this thing could definitely make him seriously injured.
"I was still a little worried before, afraid that my sister would be angry. But now that I hear my sister's words, I'm much more at ease! ”
Wang Yan smiled, one hand was on Su Xueying's waist, and the other hand was already pressed on the ball.
"Is it big?"
"Great!"
"Is it soft?"
"Soft!"
"Do you like it?"
"I like it!"
Wang Yan and Su Xueying's faces were flushed with shyness, and the other face was full of greed, like fowl looking for fun.
However, the harmony on the surface can't hide the crisis inside, and the two people have their own ghosts in their hearts, and they are not ordinary characters.
Wang Yan pressed more than forty talismans to Su Xueying's smooth back, and Su Xueying's hand on his neck was also full of murderous intent.
It's like loaded guns and cannons that can go off at any time.
The two pairs of eyes seem to be full of friendship, but the real thoughts in their hearts are well understood.
"Woohoo......"
A coquettish voice spit out from her lips, and Su Xueying's eyes were confused and her face was flushed.
Wang Yan pinched the raised point with one hand, and his handsome face slowly approached Su Xueying's pink lips.
"Damn it!"
The strange feeling in her body couldn't stop the anger in her heart, and Su Xueying's misty eyes had a terrifying killing intent hidden in her eyes, just waiting for the right opportunity to kill Wang Yan with one blow.
She is the Great Demon Su Xueying, a strong man who has stepped into the realm of the Demon Emperor with one foot, and is one of the top powerhouses in this world.
Even if the strength has dropped greatly because of the long period of captivity, it is not something that a single human can humiliate at will.
Holding back the cold killing intent in her heart, Su Xueying was waiting for Wang Yan to relax her vigilance, waiting for an opportunity to kill him in an instant.
However, time passed slowly, and just as the lips of the two were about to touch together, and Su Xueying was about to make a move, Wang Yan actually stopped.
"Good sister, are you going to kill me?"
Wang Yan's face was full of sarcasm, but his right hand was still pinching the ball.
"It's too late for the slave family to hurt you, so why would they want to kill you?"
Wang Yan's words made Su Xueying stunned, and the terrifying murderous intent hidden under that handsome face made her tremble even more.
If it weren't for her backhand, I'm afraid it would have started a fight by now.
"The slave family is just a weak woman, how can she kill you?"
Su Xueying in her arms writhed a few times, and her fine white and tender skin rubbed against Wang Yan's body, making it difficult to extricate herself.
After the world of the Avengers was bombed by a nuclear bomb, Wang Yan's equipment was destroyed, and the ultra-wearable flower pants were naturally impossible to bear.
Coupled with the transformation just now, he is now the same as Su Xueying, without a single strand of his body.
"Hmm!"
As her body twisted, Su Xueying clearly felt that something behind her stood up.
"Is the slave family good-looking?"
Su Xueying, who was in her arms, suddenly stopped moving, turned her head and stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes, and there seemed to be a slight splash in her eyes.
"Beautiful!"
Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know what the hell this goblin was doing, he still answered honestly.
"If you really think the slave house is good-looking......"
Su Xueying said this, stretched out her pink little tongue and licked it on her lips, and then her snow-white teeth gently bit her lips, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.
"Then do you like slaves?"
Su Xueying stared at Wang Yan's eyes, and a pink mist didn't know when it appeared.
At the same time, a trace of struggle and confusion appeared in Wang Yan's eyes.
"I like it!"
Wang Yan muttered, his tone was a little less agile, and even the hand around Su Xueying's waist slowly loosened.
"Since you like it, then please have mercy on the slave!"
Su Xueying turned around and came face to face with Wang Yan. As his words landed, a look of madness and greed suddenly appeared in Wang Yan's eyes.
"Whoa!"
The water splashed, and the two people were entangled.
"Come on, take pity on the slave family!"
The coquettish gasp sounded in his ears, like the last straw that crushed the camel, and Wang Yan screamed and pounced fiercely.
Like an angry dragon going to sea, it is like a spear probing a cave.
Fertile land needs to be cultivated back and forth, and it needs to be carefully watered so that it can be sown better.
Wang Yan's eyes were blood-red, like a crazy beast. And Su Xueying put her hands around his neck tightly, and her misty eyes were full of murderous intent.