Yan Zhuo blinked, only thinking that she was dreaming again, and she lazily clinged to the edge of the coffin.

The long ink-colored hair is scattered on the back, and the delicate and perfect figure is full of a sultry and soul-stirring style.

At this moment, she couldn't help but check her body, her long legs and bumpy figure were all there.

She narrowed her fox eyes in satisfaction, very satisfied with her figure.

The blood-red dress made her more and more seductive, and she sat up from the coffin.

Jumped out in the stunned and surprised eyes of everyone.

The snow-white jade feet fell on the corpse platform cast by the black jade, and the contrast between the snow white and the jet black made people's hearts palpitate.

It was as if the ink color had only touched this woman, and it was all a stain on her.

She was so beautiful, so beautiful that she just stood there like this, and even her hair was full of the brilliance of the goddess!

“…… Is there a mirror? ”

Yan Zhuo's feet stepped on the cold corpse platform, and his eyes looking at this space were not so curious.

She came here once, and she was quite impressed, and the eight hundred miles of Manzhu Sawa suddenly bloomed enchantingly because of the awakening of the master.

The bright red color is particularly intense under the virtual ink color with the bright moon and starry sky at this moment.

She blinked her fox eyes and walked down on her long legs.

The place where the red coffin was placed was the highest level of the corpse platform, and down the nine stairs was reached.

At the bottom of the stairs was a kneeling man in black, four of whom were tied up.

From what she had just heard, these four men were a sacrifice for a woman?

And that woman is most likely herself lying in the coffin, but they call themselves Mrs.?

Yan Zhuo felt ridiculous, although it was a dream, but in the Huo family, no one would call him his wife.

They are basically used to calling themselves Miss Yan, after all, she is too young, and everyone is not used to calling Mrs.

"I didn't ...... No, but there's a waterhole over there......"

Someone lowered his head and replied reflexively on Yan Zhuo's terrifying coercion.

Yan Zhuo only thought that it was a dream, and her ashes were sprinkled, so it was impossible to resurrect at all.

It shouldn't be a bad body, but her consciousness seems to be unexpectedly in tune with this body.

This tacit understanding made her feel strange, and she subconsciously wanted to see if this face was the one she remembered!

"Oh."

Yan Zhuo nodded and was about to go to the waterhole to have a look, and the moment she turned around, someone immediately wanted to run out and tell the lord.

But Yan Zhuo couldn't feel it, only to see the glamorous woman suddenly turn her head.

Eight hundred miles of manzhu sawa became more and more colorful, and then approached the man who wanted to leave and go out to ventilate.

The man was instantly entangled in his hands and feet by the blood-colored manzhu sawa that was clinging to the ground.

The woman turned her head, and a pair of beautiful and seductive fox eyes narrowed slightly.

looked at the man with red lips, and his voice was lazy: "Hmm...... Where do you want to go? ”

"It's really disobedient, will I allow you to go?"

"Those who disobey me will now go to hell, or you will go down too?"

Yan Zhuo stood on the edge of the waterhole, and what was reflected in the waterhole was the graceful figure and the face of the upside-down beings......

Yes...... It's been a long time, she's back!

The woman raised her eyebrows, and pointed at the man who wanted to run away.

Then the corners of his lips hooked up evilly, and his pale fingers suddenly hooked.

The blood-colored manzhu suddenly wrapped around the man and tore it to both sides, tearing the big living man in half!

"......" Everyone was drenched in cold sweat, and their calves trembled: Woe to the International Female Cultivator.

No. 1 on the hunt list, No. 1 on the wanted list, No. 1 on the killer list...... It's back!