Chapter 233: Xinglan's whereabouts

After Lexi finished speaking, the entire ghost disappeared in place in an instant.

Chu Li, who restrained Feng Xi, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw Lexi who suddenly disappeared, and his whole white face was extremely gloomy.

He didn't know where Lexi had gone, and he couldn't even feel her breath.

But it doesn't matter, he just needs the girl in his arms.

The sharp eyes flashed darkly, and the hoarse voice belonging to Chu Li slowly sounded in Feng Xi's ears: "It's so fragrant, your blood is the only fragrance in the world." ā€

The breath he exhaled was cold, Feng Xi's whole person tensed, and the expression on his face was silently smeared with a chill.

She sneered: "Like my blood? ā€

"I like it." Chu Li couldn't resist the temptation of blood, pressed his head and leaned close to Feng Xi's snow-white neck, and sucked it. It seemed that in the next second, he would be able to bite through the blood vessels in his neck and drink freely.

Feng Xi was very well-behaved and didn't move, but in fact, her mind was thinking about countermeasures to deal with Chu Li.

Just ask what it was like for the Supreme Heavenly Master to be embraced by a zombie.

Feng Xi's face was quite ugly, and he felt extremely frustrated by his incompetence.

If this Chu Li bites two holes in her neck like a vampire and sucks her blood, then she can only hide in space.

After a while, Chu Li saw that Feng Xi didn't speak, raised his head and stared at Feng Xi's perfect side face lightly, and said gloomily: "Give me a bite, it won't hurt soon, be good." ā€

Hearing this, Feng Xi's heart tightened suddenly. Feeling the cold breath that Chu Li threw on her neck, her pupils suddenly became angry.

"Chu Li, if you dare to bite me, you will regret it."

Chu Li, who was a little closer to Feng Xi's neck, paused abruptly after hearing what she said.

After a moment, his eyes were scarlet: "Heh, a dying person is not qualified to mention the word regret to me." ā€

He has lived for so many years, and the most regrettable thing is that he did not become stronger.

As long as he becomes stronger, his wife and children will not die tragically.

Thinking of his wife and the unborn child in his womb, Chu Li's pale face flashed with deep pain and remorse.

Feng Xi was keenly aware of Chu Li's emotional changes, and suddenly remembered that he heard the story about Fengshen Mountain when he was in the car, and he felt sad for Chu Li for a while.

"You're pathetic."

Chu Li's pupils shrank, and his face became hideous, "Why do you say that I am pitiful, the poor person is you, if you fall into my hands now, you will soon be drunk by me until you die." ā€

"How many more lives do you want to kill before you can rest? Your wife in the Spirit of Heaven must be very sad to see your bloodthirsty appearance now. ā€

"Shut up." Chu Li roared.

"And your unborn child, seeing his father is this ugly appearance, he must also ......"

"Shut up for me." Before Feng Xi finished speaking, Chu Li roared angrily, and his right hand tightly choked Feng Xi's neck, as if as long as she said one more word, he could strangle her to death.

The hot pain in her neck made Feng Xi breathless, and suddenly, she actually smiled, and that smile carried the chill of winter.

"Want to know how your wife is doing?"

"What?" When Chu Li heard this, the hand holding Feng Xi's neck was a little loose.

"Let me go, as long as you promise me that you will not harm the humans of this world, and you will be reincarnated, I will tell you about your wife's condition."

When the words fell, Chu Li's whole person fell into a daze.

Xinglan, isn't Xinglan dead?

No, he witnessed with his own eyes how Xinglan was tortured to death by those people, and it was impossible for him to still live.

In the next second, Chu Li's whole person was in a state of rage, and the evil qi on his body was wrapped in layers.

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