Chapter 67: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost King
Demon Zun's throat moved up and down slightly, the narrow blood-colored phoenix eyes were overflowing with indescribable desire and the terrible emotions of the storm, the pale hands placed on the futon slowly clasped the sheets, and the hot breath exhaled at an accelerated pace made the little fox dizzy, only the cunning that wanted to escape was not afraid.
It's even worse to run away!
The invisible Weiya surged out, the screen with the silk was lifted away, the delicate and small playful device exploded, and even the entire main hall was crumbling.
This kind of ruthlessness and tyranny mixed with the destruction of the world once forced the rebellious demon cultivator to retreat, but now it has no effect on a little fox whose hair has not yet grown.
"Very, good." Demon Venerable gritted his teeth, and the heat rose, from the neck as white as jade to the cheeks, I don't know if it was angry, or if he really praised the fox's boldness.
Seeing this, Mo Zishu was ruthless, and against the sawdust falling from the top of the bed, he secretly said that he must be divided today, and he must not use violence, and he must not let this neurotic have a shadow in his heart.
The fluffy claws were repeated three times and twice, and at this moment, the left eye of the immobile Demon Venerable was slapped again, and the rice-like baby teeth grabbed the beautifully shaped tear mole and crushed it back and forth.
The demon venerable, who was about to explode, angrily pulled off the little fox's claws, intending to break her limbs and make her a crippled little fox who couldn't run away and behaved properly.
I saw that the little fox immediately said "mmm", obediently hugged the slender hand of the demon zun, and a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing in the snow appeared in her light red eyes.
The woman's red lips opened lightly, crystal tears dripped silently, and the meaning of grief and pain overflowed on her face.
The demon venerable looked at the weeping woman like a demon, Wei Ya gradually gathered up, and finally lowered his head in resignation, sighed long, and took the little fox into his arms.
"You're good." Demon Venerable smiled bitterly, and his voice was hoarse: "Even if you have no memory, you can torture me like this." “
Mo Zishu, who pretended to be obedient, set off a storm in her heart, knowing that she had made the right bet.
The soft and warm tail wrapped around the neck of the Demon Zun that was flushed and faded, and the little fox was coquettish again, completely nesting in the cold arms of the Demon Zun, and completely repelling the resentment hidden in the heart of the Demon Zun.
What can change one's life against the sky, what can be like!
can let her survive, how can the conditions be simple, there are murderous intentions hidden everywhere, and I don't know what undercurrents will be hidden in the calm days!
When she felt the unprecedented solidification of her soul and the connection with the neurotic in front of her, she thought that it might be a mistake caused by the inversion of time and space, coupled with the ever-changing dream, which must be the life-saving technique she left for herself.
The body she possessed, I am afraid that it has a great background, and it should be a lot of cause and effect.
Mo Zishu was a little indescribably sad, and got out of the arms of the Demon Venerable, curled up on the neck of the Demon Venerable's incomparably obvious muscles.
"How." Demon Zun lowered his head and buried himself in the milky hair: "You will feel sorry for me." “
The Demon Venerable didn't know what it was, but he knew that she had always been smart, and maybe she had guessed the ins and outs when she was still in the form of a little fox.
The little fox rubbed the Demon Venerable's long hair with a kiss from his mouth, and then when the atmosphere was quiet, he bit the Demon Venerable's chin out with blood.
To play affectionately in front of her, it is better to give her the transformation pill pinched in the palm of her hand directly!
It's almost melting, and I won't give it to her yet!