Wen Ling was not afraid, just blinked his Buling Buling's eyes and looked at Rong Zixian who was close in front of him.

The benefactor of this world is indeed a little terrifying, and the breath in his bones is thick darkness.

In his eyes, it seems that there are no waves, but when he looks closely, he finds that there seems to be an endless abyss hidden there, and when he looks at him, it is easy to fall into it if he is not careful.

Since then, there has been no return.

At this time, Rong Zixian should expose his truest side and the most real emotions.

He was real and wanted to kill himself.

When I realized this, the little ginseng essence ......

A little excited.

Suddenly encountering a world, the benefactor is so difficult to handle, how can the little ginseng essence not be excited?

It feels so different.

"Heh, although the soul is a little dirty, this skin can still be seen." Rong Zixian raised his other hand and stroked Wen Ling's side face.

The slightly cool fingertips slowly wandered on the side of Wen Ling's face, like a cold poisonous snake, slowly studying its prey, at this time it was just looking for the location of the lower mouth.

The touch was too cool, and Wen Ling subconsciously hit a spirit.

Such a reaction seemed to please Rong Zixian, and a sneer slowly appeared on his originally cold face.

There was a bit of banter in that laugh, and a little more mockery.

When I opened my mouth again, it was still a cold, unpopular voice: "Such a good dough, making a fan, it's not a waste of my mind......"

Rong Zixian's cold voice was in his ears, and along with it, there were also his cool fingertips.

The fingertips were as cold as cold blades, and when they slowly swam away, Wen Ling always felt that his side face seemed to be cut by the other party's cold fingertips.

Even, Wen Ling had a feeling that in the next second, his face would really be directly lifted, and then become a work of art in Rong Zixian's hands.

It's exciting.

233 screamed in fright, but the little ginseng essence was very calm.

"Oh, in this world, there are so many benefactors, exciting, exciting." The voice in the consciousness of the soul was still slightly wavy.

This reassured 233, but 233 was still not at ease: "Otherwise, let's escape, this world is too dangerous, huh." ”

233, who had transformed into a monster, felt that this world could not be left, so they gave up the mission and ran away.

"Then how can it be done, my benefactor must be complete, not even one less fragment is not good, so in this world, I will not leave, and there are so many business tricks before I talk about it, and then oops, I can't think, I can't think, I can't think about it, and my brain is soaring to one hundred and seventeen at high speed." Wen Ling didn't care, and didn't approve of leaving.

This is the meaning of the host, and 233 naturally does not dare to force it.

Otherwise, it will end badly.

Therefore, I can only tremble instinctively, and I can't do anything else.

After all, it's an incompetent system.

And when Rong Zixian saw that Wen Ling's face did not show any fear or disgust, he seemed to be interested again.

The eyebrows and eyes are a little closer.

When the four eyes met, Rong Zixian felt that his heart seemed to slow down, and his heart, which was originally deep in darkness, seemed to see a small ray of light in a gap.

But in an instant, it quickly dissipated again.

Looking back, he is still him, the one who stands in the dark, unredeemed.

However, he Rong Zixian does not need the salvation of others.

"What do you say......" The hoarse voice sounded again, revealing a terrible breath: "What kind of sound will this fan be when it is knocked on?" ”

(End of chapter)