Ye Cuo, who slept until midnight and had been breathing evenly, suddenly his ears trembled slightly, and the whole person woke up from the dream, listened a few times, and looked alert.

Outside the wall, the wall was extremely smooth, and there was hardly any place to start, but a petite figure, like a gecko, climbed up smoothly along the crack in the wall.

Ye Cuo's bedroom is on the fifth floor, and ordinary people are definitely not afraid of this height.

However, this figure did not pause in the slightest, like a ghost, and climbed up with ease, until it reached the window on the fifth floor.

Ye Cuo's bedroom was air-conditioned, and the window was locked from the inside.

However, the figure, dangling from the edge of the bed with one arm and a wire in the other, flicked twice through the crack in the window, and the window was opened.

She tiptoed open the window, as agile as a kitten, without making a sound.

Ye Cuo was in the room, his eyes opened slightly, and he sighed secretly in his heart: Alas, you still want to kill me, this time is so good to you, it is completely useless, it seems that you have to change the way.

Ye Cuo knew that the brainwashing ability of blood killing was very powerful.

The killers who were cultivated by the bloodkill tissue were half brainwashed, and half were terrified of the punishment after the defection, and few people would choose to leave the bloodkill, and it would be difficult for the butterfly to decide to leave the bloodkill if they didn't kill the bloodkill division first.

But now that he is good to her, since it is useless, Ye Cuo has to change his thinking.

The butterfly slipped in through the narrow window and landed nimbly on the ground.

Dressed in black, she blended in with the night around her, and even if the other people in the bedroom were awake at this time, they might not be able to see her.

After entering the bedroom, the butterfly jumped sensitively and quietly fell to Ye Cuo's bed, looking at Ye Cuo lying on the bed, and secretly said in his heart: This time I will give a lesson first, let you lie in bed for half a month, it will be regarded as a punishment for you to live up to Su Ya, and when the task is over, I will kill you directly.

As soon as the thought in her heart stopped, the butterfly raised her palm, slapped it femininely, and lined it up on the quilt.

There was a soft sound on the ground, and the surface of the quilt was intact, but the cotton inside was completely shaken.

The butterfly shook her hand and said in her heart: Why does this person seem to be dead? The muscles of the whole body are not elastic at all, and they are soft.

She was suspicious in her heart, and opened the quilt, only to see that the quilt was stuffed with clothes, and there was no mistake.

She was shocked in her heart, and secretly said: It's not good, I'm fooled!

Turned and jumped out of bed, and was about to leave, but was stumbled by something on the floor, and almost knocked over the table.

The butterfly was startled, her hand was on her waist, and a dagger with cold light had appeared in her hand.

At this moment, there was a snoring sound on the floor.

The killer's night vision is very strong, and the butterfly clearly remembers that when he came in, there was nothing on the ground, and I don't know why, at this time there was a person lying on the floor, sleeping on his back, wearing only a big pants, which was very unsightly.

The butterfly took a few steps back in fright, only to find that it was Ye Cuo who was sleeping on the ground, and the snoring sound of sleep was earth-shattering, like a dead pig.

Taking a deep breath, the butterfly was furious: it turned out to be falling from the bed, which scared me, and I thought it was a master. Hmph, this disgusting man, should be killed!

She tiptoed to Ye Cuo's side, and there was a feminine palm force in her palm, which slammed towards Ye Cuo's chest.

This palm was silent, and countless feminine palms, like small snakes, followed Ye Cuo's chest and drilled into his body.

Originally, a normal person, after receiving this palm, immediately vomited blood, and his internal organs were damaged, and ten days and half a month of cultivation were considered short.

However, the butterfly's palm slapped on Ye Cuo's body, but it still felt like it hit cotton, soft and weak.

She was surprised in her heart, and was about to raise her palm to hit again.

But at this time, he was shocked to find that his palm seemed to be stuck to Ye Cuo's chest by something.

The butterfly struggled a few times, and the palm of his hand was sucked into Ye Cuo's chest, not moving at all, and he couldn't break it at all.

Butterfly's face flushed with anxiety, not knowing what was going on.

Anxious, she slashed at Ye Cuo's throat with her other hand, waving a dagger.

Ye Cuo yawned loudly, stretched out in his sleep, and his fingers seemed to unintentionally sweep over the butterfly's wrist.

The butterfly suddenly felt a numbness in her wrist, and she could no longer hold the dagger, and with a "dang bang", the dagger landed on the floor of the bedroom.

The sound was exceptionally clear at night, and several other people in the dormitory rolled over, and the butterfly quickly remained motionless without making a sound.

It wasn't until half a minute later that she gritted her teeth and slapped her other palm towards Ye Cuo's chest.

At this moment, Ye Cuo turned over suddenly, raised his leg and kicked, and his knee hit the butterfly's waist.

All of a sudden, the strength of the butterfly's whole body was discharged, and her body went soft, and she lay on Ye Cuo's body.

It was the first time for the butterfly to have such close contact with a man, Ye Cuo was not wearing clothes, and his body exuded a hot manly atmosphere, which made the butterfly couldn't help blushing and heartbeat.

She stretched out her hand to support Ye Cuo's chest, ready to stand up.

Who knew Ye Cuo's skin, fluctuating for a while, slippery like a loach, the butterfly didn't hold it up all of a sudden, and fell down again, and his lips kissed Ye Cuo's mouth by coincidence.

This time, Ling Butterfly's whole body was shocked, and after staying for a while, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he couldn't wait to kill Ye Cuo at this time.

She raised her hand and sprinkled a small wisp of medicinal powder towards Ye Cuo's face.

Who knew that Ye Cuo happened to sneeze at this time, and with a sneeze, he blew all the medicinal powder in front of the butterfly.

Butterfly felt dizzy in her head, and secretly frightened in her heart: What a hell of a day!

She just wanted to stand up, but suddenly felt a slight pain from her junior, as if she had been bitten by a mosquito, and her whole body immediately lost all her strength, and she couldn't move anymore, and fell softly into Ye Cuo's arms.

As if he felt something pressing on his body in his sleep, Ye Cuo directly reached out to hug it and continued to sleep.

Butterfly's heart was about to collapse, and he didn't understand why he couldn't move all of a sudden, but he knew that this must be Ye Cuo's ghost.

Ye Cuo in his sleep, as if he felt the pillow in his arms, was very comfortable, a pair of hands touched around, the butterfly was still full of killing intent at first, and finally could only blush, close his eyes, and endure silently.