Chapter 681: You Kill Me with One Slap!
"You're so me?!" Bai Mu gritted his teeth and waited for the woman in front of him, taking a breath of cold air, "How can we say that we have been born and died for so long, even if you don't want me to touch you, you can't be so cruel to your own people!" β
"Your own people?" Eleven tilted her head and chuckled, "Unfortunately, you're not. β
Bai Mu clenched his teeth and endured the pain, his pale face gradually distorted, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze from his forehead.
"You...... What do you mean? β
"Don't be confused, you didn't hear me wrong."
Eleven's right index finger clasped slightly, and gently tapped the knees of Bai Mu's two feet, only to hear the 'click' sound of bones breaking, and Bai Mu's feet were suddenly paralyzed.
At the same time, Shiraki let out a terrible scream.
"Are you comfortable?" Eleven Wan'er smiled, propped one hand on Bai Mu's chest, and said, "Do you want to taste the feeling of the rib spur in the lungs?" The pain was a sourness. β
Bai Mu gasped in pain, staring at the woman in front of him, his body trembling slightly.
He had never been afraid of anything, and this was the first time he had fear, a sense of horror, and what a shame it was to be afraid of a woman as beautiful as a flower.
"If you want to kill or chop, listen to the respect, why do you need to be so humiliated and tortured?!" Bai Mu used all his strength and roared in a low voice, "It's okay if you kill me with one palm!" β
"Wouldn't it be cheaper to kill you with one slap?" Eleven reached out and grabbed Bai Mu's collar, got up slowly, and dragged him into the ruined temple, "The show has just begun." β
Bai Mu, who was completely paralyzed, was dragged into the broken temple by a petite woman in this way, and at the same time, the doors and windows of the broken temple were closed at the same time, and even a door that fell to the ground automatically flew up and stuck to the door frame.
"You...... Who are you? Bai Mu couldn't help but widen his eyes and stare at Eleven.
"You don't even know who I am, and you dare to possess my people, and you won't be wronged if you die!" The corners of Eleven's mouth gradually rose, his eyes were playful, and he chuckled, "Let me think about it, is this meat used for frying or boiled for cold salad?" β
Bai Mu stared at Eleven's every move, and no matter how much he could hide it, he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.
Eleven tapped her fingers at the corners of her mouth, finally smiling brightly.
"Forget it, it's better to eat it raw, so that it can maintain the original flavor of the gravy."
Bai Mu looked at the smiling woman, approaching him little by little, trembling with fright, rolling his eyes directly, and fainting.
"It's useless!" Eleven's right hand reached directly into Bai Mu's body, and grabbed out a yin soul that looked completely different from Bai Mu's appearance, looking at the other party's stunned expression, Eleven smiled even brighter, "I told you, it's useless to pretend to be stunned in front of me." β
"Are you ......" the Shade asked coldly, frowning, "when did you find out?" β
"When you get on Shiraki, I'll know." Eleven Dao, "Three years is enough for you to have a certain fusion with King Yu's body, so you can't leave King Yu's body for a long time, and if you leave for a long time, you will have the smell of other people's bodies, and you have to take time to run in." β
"So you just want to trap me here and prolong the time of union with King Yu's body?" Yin Soul suddenly understood Eleven's words, and sneered, "It's too naΓ―ve for you to think like this!" β