1323 Interstellar Flower (41)
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Then his face turned pale, "You—you're hypnotizing me?!" ”
"So what?" Su Kuiyun lightly stroked the dust on the hem of his skirt, which did not exist, smiled sweetly, and the pear vortex on his cheeks was deep.
"Someone who is not strong-"
"No," Su Kui suddenly changed his words, "Bugs with a weak will? Sneer—your leader, I'll go for a while, as for you, there's no need to live, right? ”
There was a dark color in his dark eyes, and Su Kui's five fingers were spread out, and his palms were upward.
The white fingers, like jade, are delicate without a trace of flaws.
"No, don't! Please, spare me, I have a lot of riches, you can-"
"Ahh Before he finished speaking, he suddenly burst out with a terrible scream, and his entire body quickly exploded, as if it had been crushed by an invisible hand.
Su Kui reopened his palm carelessly, and his palm was still clean and white.
The blood on the ground spurted and spread in all directions, but not a single drop fell on her.
An ugly bug the size of a finger suddenly burst open the dead man's brain and burrowed through the crack.
At this moment, the clouds on the horizon obscured the moonlight overhead, and the cold wind whistled from all directions. Lined with red flesh and blood, this scene is particularly infiltrating.
The bug was very ugly, covered with black stingers, a hard shell, dark purple, and a mouth full of mucus, very disgusting.
"Tsk, it's quite interesting, can such a small thing control a person's body?" She smiled lightly and lifted the hem of her skirt, "It's time for me to go back, little bug, goodbye?" ”
The small black leather shoes were wrapped in spiritual power, and she walked over the insect lightly, and the huge force instantly turned the ugly insect into a pool of foul-smelling pus.
Walking back to the back garden, Su Kui dissipated his mental strength and walked back to the banquet room lightly.
At this time, the banquet room was very solemn, there was no music, no dancing aristocratic sons, and young ladies. They stood together in three or five, all with trepidation on their faces.
Su Kui raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he walked in, he was vigorously dragged into an embrace.
The familiar smell of tobacco spreads between the noses, and the broad chest rises and falls obviously, showing the other party's uneasy mood.
"How?" Su Kui broke away from him and asked.
"It's all right," said Jane, who was reluctant to say more, let alone say anything, and the panic and uneasiness that made him make a startling decision when he found out that she was not there and had searched almost the entire palace.
Detaining all the guests in the banquet room, just to find a young girl.
He was afraid, and she quietly left him and left. Honeysuckle's headquarters, everyone has been looking for so many years and has not found it, if she really leaves, she may spend years, and she may not be able to find it.
Accustomed to having her by her side, Jane knew she didn't want to let go.
"Go back, I'm tired." Su Kui pressed his temples, lowered his eyes, and walked out first.
She needed to sort out her thoughts, and this matter was a little more complicated. The death of the Leng family's parents involves a bit of a large range.
Jian thin lips pursed, deep eyes, a touch of darkness, he looked at the slender and gorgeous figure in a complicated way, he couldn't ignore it, he just smelled the wisps of blood.
She killed.
What Jane always knew-