Chapter 812: Does It Hurt

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"Uh...... Xiaobai. ”

Mo's pupils dilated and he looked behind Brother Hong.

"What are you looking at, you're still defying me now!"

Brother Hong couldn't help but choke his neck hard, watching his face get redder and redder, but instead of feeling excited, he was even more humiliated.

Why, why is this guy born superior to others and has extraordinary talent.

Why does he always look at others with such an indifferent gaze?

Why, for ......

The figure reflected in the pupils of the ink eyes, which he couldn't see, approached silently like a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a soul-piercing pain from his body, "uh......"

This time, Brother Hong finally heard the faint voice behind him, "I said, let him go." ”

He let go of his hand and sat down on the ground as if he had lost his strength.

On his chest, a black dot slowly blurred, like Yan Hai just now, and Brother Hong's figure began to disappear from that spot.

"No!"

Brother Hong reacted and roared like a trapped beast.

How is it possible, slowly it is already possible to kill him, how can this be?!

It's impossible, even if you want to disappear, you have to pull him along!

Brother Hong pounced towards Mo.

Another figure was faster than him, knocking down the ink.

"Hiss......" is so heavy.

Mo wanted to help her, but what he touched was indeed a piece of smooth skin and skin.

After being stunned for half a second, he quickly draped the crumpled robe on her body, pulled the collar and tied the belt, and did it in one go.

He hugged Bai Xiaochang and looked at Brother Hong, who rushed over.

Brother Hong's soul has almost disappeared, there is a big hole in his body, and the speed of black spreading is getting faster and faster.

If this continues, he will not be able to touch the ink ground.

"Ahh I'm not reconciled! ”

He roared, the direction of his hand changed, and he grabbed Bai Xiaochang.

Mo frowned slightly, and whispered, "Damn." ”

As soon as his mind moved, a bright red spark appeared on the hand that was stretched out towards Bai Xiaochang.

The karmic fire spreads faster than the eerie black, and it is more painful for the soul.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Brother Hong's figure has disappeared between heaven and earth.

There was a heart-rending roar, "No! ”

"Whew, I'm so tired."

Mo Gang breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to hug his Xiaobai for a while, but there was an extra pair of cool little hands around his neck.

He felt that his heart was suddenly cold.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, what are you doing?"

It's not that he hasn't woken up and wants to strangle him, right?

She hurt Qianbai Yue before, and thought that he would definitely not be injured by mistake if he was so close to her.

It turns out that he is thinking too much?!

Mo's body tensed, nervously looking at the little man lying on top of him.

Bai Xiao often touched Modi's neck.

Touch?

Just touching?!

"Pinched red, does it hurt?"

Although Bai Xiaochang's tone was light, his eyes looked at Mo's neck very seriously.

The warm breath hit his neck, making him feel itchy in his heart.

CM: "It's fine. ”

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

What did he mean by that, and what did he mean by okay?

If he doesn't take advantage of the weakness to win more of the same period, so as to ask for some benefits, what does he think.

Bai Xiaochang glanced at him lightly, "Since it's okay, get up and lie on the ground for what." ”

As he spoke, his hand was forced, and he grabbed his neck again.

Ink: "......"

I really want to murder my husband!

Bai Xiaochang slowly got off Mo's body and pulled at the crumpled robe, trying to straighten it.

"You ...... "It's okay."

Before Mo's words could be spoken, he was interrupted.

"What are you doing here when you don't go to mining, hurry up and get back to mining for me!" Qianbaiyue saw that Bai Xiaochang was fine, so he was angry at the ghost who stopped him: "You, you, and you, I remember all the ghosts that stopped me just now, and all of them will dig me for a hundred more years!" ”

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