1455 The Male Slave of the Demon Girl (62)
The dark red eyes tightened suddenly, and Su Kui scolded angrily, "Yue Fusang, what do you want to do?!" Then he had to withdraw his hand.
However, Yue Fusang changed his previous indifference, and his stubbornness was terrible at this time. His eyes looked very cold in the dark night. The big palm stuck Su Kui's slender wrist, and he was about to put his fingers over tentatively to test her pulse.
Su Kui was taken aback, how could he find out? Di Guangxuan had just received her orders in the matter, and things were not done well. If Yue Fusang finds out, she will no longer be able to control her, and at that time, due to the chaos of the Luo Sect, countless disciples will die because of her affairs.
"Yue Fusang, let go! Do you hear it, I order you to let it go! ”
Her eyes flashed with a cold light, her red lips pursed, and she struggled, just not letting him succeed.
Yue Fusang noticed that her emotions were out of control, but she would only struggle weakly and did not use force. This is not in line with her usual style, it seems that things are as he expected, she still has an accident!
There was a sharp pain in his heart, and Su Kui had already shouted out here, "Mirror worship!" Mirror Worship! ”
She couldn't break free, and in a panic, she could only seek help from the outside world.
However, she shouted twice, and the mirror shrine, which had always been on standby, never appeared.
Sarcasm crossed her dark eyes, she pulled the corners of her lips and gave up struggling, "Yue Fusang, I just have a crush on you, are you going to destroy everything I have?" ”
Jing Xi did not appear, and Yue Fusang, who was turned away, quietly witnessed all her reactions. As long as you settle down and think carefully, you can make it clear that there are many hands and feet that Yue Fusang has done.
She closed her eyes, her long and thick black eyelashes fluttered fragily, and her breath was short, "Yue Fusang, I really shouldn't give you an antidote." She said it in a flat tone, as if she had no emotion.
But the tense body revealed that her heart was not calm, perhaps, it was setting off stormy waves.
Yue Fusang smiled bitterly, but did not refute. No matter what she said, he endured it in silence. Hands tightly wrapped around her slender wrists, I don't know when, has she lost so much weight? One hand could hold her wrist in a circle, and there was a lot of room for it. The teal veins loomed under her almost transparent skin, fragile as if they were broken.
His fingertips eventually reached out.
Su Kui didn't struggle, her cultivation was lost, and her dantian had dried up. Now she is not as good as an ordinary person. It is no exaggeration to say that if Yue Fusang wants to kill her at this moment, it will be effortless.
She lay on her back on the bed, her eyes slightly opened, looking at the crimson bed curtain in a daze, "Yue Fusang, if you want to do it, do it!" Give me a good time, let you go, and let myself go. She said this flatly, and she couldn't hold it anymore and closed her heavy eyelids.
Yue Fusang's heart was shocked, his eyes were sour, he could barely detect her pulse, and her cultivation was-
The light-colored eyes were closed, and the pain and remorse in the eyes were all hidden. A tear silently fell from the corner of his eye and smashed into Su Kui's cheek.
Su Kui's eyelashes trembled, knowing what it was, he couldn't bear it in his heart, but he didn't open his eyes again.
She has to make an end, if she is indecisive, in the end, she can only harm herself, and she will also make herself completely disqualified from meeting him again.
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