"Let go!" A feminine and ghostly voice.

This person was in a dark corner, exuding an eerie aura, and those eagle-like eyes stared at her sharply.

"King, this man has wounded our brother." The burly man said angrily.

At a distance of about ten meters, the posture of standing on a high platform and looking down on all beings is very indifferent, the kind of gloom that is creepy at first glance, and under his feet are the people who surrender to him.

His facial features are three-dimensional, the bridge of his nose is high, his lips are very thin, his sword eyebrows are sharp, his face is full of anger, there is an abrupt tattoo on the left side near the eyebrow bone, he may have never seen the sun, and his skin is not as white as words, like a vampire who can only hide in the depths of the dark.

He leaned down, the tips of his fingers still wrapped around her blood, put it in his mouth and licked it lightly, as if he was still unsatisfied, Danfeng's eyes looked meaningfully at the wound on her cheek.

Knock Knock Knock –

The sound of boots slamming on the ground is getting closer and closer, like a step closer to death.

He circled around her, looking, but did not kill her, when suddenly he lifted the prisoner with one hand, grabbed his neck and raised it high, and kicked the prisoner's struggling legs.

Danfeng stared at Mo Sheng and said ruthlessly, "The weak eat the strong!" Since you can't even beat a small soldier, you might as well die! ”

The prisoner's pupils constricted, and with a "click", his neck broke, and he stopped struggling.

"Bang!" The corpse fell to the ground.

Blood spilled on Mo Sheng's face.

The rusty smell is disgusting.

But they didn't even blink their eyes, as if they were looking at something ordinary.

Mo Sheng clenched his fists, the man in front of him was not ordinarily terrifying.

The people here regard him as kings, but he treats them as playthings to be killed casually.

Jun's long white fingers picked up Mo Sheng's chin, and his bloodthirsty eyes stared at her bleeding wound like a torch, "Your blood tastes good." ”

At this time, she finally saw clearly that his fair face and the tattoo on his eyebrow bone were "scorpions", which made him very angry and evil.

Mo Sheng pouted slightly, "Don't you feel ashamed that so many people bully one?" ”

She wants to arouse Jun's desire to win or lose, and use the radical method, as long as it is an ordinary person, it should be tricked.

"Hahaha!" He laughed out loud and didn't play his cards according to the routine.

The laughter was exactly the same as it had been heard that day.

That recruit was the one he bitten.

He is bloodthirsty......

Jun Yan said happily, "It's good to win, what's the shame?" Since ancient times, only despicable and shameless means can win, what justice, what morality, that's all fart! ”

Mo Sheng pursed his lips, locked in this prison, there is only one way to die.

"Boy, you're very calm, aren't you afraid of me?" Jun Yan squinted at the Danfeng eye, revealing danger in his eyes, "There were a lot of people who came to die a few days ago, and the medical team of your military soul is probably busy and crazy." ”

"If you want to kill or kill you, you're here a long time ago, what are you talking nonsense about me?" Mo Sheng got up and patted his ass.

He must have wanted something from her, she thought.

Jun's evil facial features are like a blooming mandala, blooming, but oozing with poison, as long as you are accidentally contaminated, you will be poisoned and die.

"You can see it...... Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, and rudely grabbed Mo Sheng's collar, "I want your blood!" ”

After speaking, the knife flashed, and the sharp blade cut through Mo Sheng's wrist......

Hiss –

Mo Sheng felt pain.

The cold lips fit together, and they kept sucking on her wrists.

Mo Sheng frowned, could it be that she became a blood donor?