Chapter 91: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost King

The red candle still makes a burning sound, and the unique fragrance disappears into the endless night.

The cold wind howled above the mountain peak, and the little fox in the warm house lacked numb hands and feet.

Mo Zishu was silent, telling herself not to think nonsense, but in the end, her mind went blank, and she approached Qi Zixuan with a smile, scratching his face under the unguarded Demon Venerable.

After calming down, she found that the Demon Venerable had been knocked unconscious by herself and overwhelmed by her.

She pushed away the Demon Venerable, let it roll and collapse, slowly walked to the pair of festive candles, stared at the red candle that had burned a lot, but suddenly extinguished in her eyes, and weakly pressed the other red candle with her hand, and fell to the ground.

Swindler!

Big liar!

Brother, someone is bullying me!

You're going to hit him!

This is another world, he is a different star, where did he come from。。。。。。

The girl picked up the candle flame that was still burning and rolled to the ground, laughed at herself, and mercilessly smashed the candle that symbolized love.

Pain welled up, trembling and holding the broken wax of the red candle, and a fishy sweetness in his throat.

The uneasiness of coming to a strange world instantly brought tears to her eyes, and she fell on the bracelet with a tick, blurring the strange color.

Good for you, Qi Zixuan!

Now you grieve me, and I will make you miserable!

So to me, I still want to pay you back if I owe you, and make your spring and autumn dreams!

When I'm in a good mood, I'll gouge out your eyes, break your limbs, dumben your throat, and keep you locked in my room until you die!"

When the time comes, begging me to let you go, it's absolutely impossible!

Provoke me, you can't run away!

Mo Zishu's face was calm, she walked out of the hut with the table, and jumped off the cliff without looking back on the top of the mountain peak where the cold wind was howling.

The wind hunted and froze Mo Zishu's body, and the feeling of weightlessness made her stretch out her hands with a slightly strange emotion towards the place surrounded by white clouds.

"Good boy, even if you jump off a cliff, you can't die." The woman shook her head, caught the thought of death flashing in the sea of Mo Zishu's knowledge, and smiled and feasted: "Only by living can you make him afraid of you, as long as you let him be frightened day and night, and go crazy day and night, he will die as soon as possible." ”

Half of the woman's face was beautiful, but the words in her mouth were more vicious than anyone else.

It's as if breaking up a pair of lovers like this makes her extremely happy.

It's obviously you who made such a move!

"Good boy, you are the one who hurt your Demon Venerable." The woman smiled, "I just covered up the glow of the red candle." ”

Mo Zishu sneered and was silent, quickly adjusted her emotions not to be bewitched, and changed her posture in the woman's arms: "I will not do anything that harms the common people." ”

The smile on the woman's lips became more and more gentle: "Then, let's bury me with you and your Demon Venerable." ”

"Otherwise," Mo Zishu changed her mind, looked at the woman with a cold look in her eyes defiantly, and said: "I have a way, as long as you help me, I will definitely be able to kill another person!" ”

"Oh, then I'll have to wait and see."

The jeweled sedan chair gradually dissipated into the air, rippling like water, and suddenly appeared on the battlefield of Dafeng, thousands of miles away.

The warrior of Daebong knelt down in prayer, and the girl stepped down from the palanquin, drew her long sword, and pointed it at the fierce enemy army little by little.

No matter the reason, she never let go of the opportunity to solve the fighter!

That woman, she knows her too well!