Lock heart print. Name implies.

A high-level spell placed in the heart of a human being, it is a forbidden technique of the demon race. It is used to bind and blur people's perception of various feelings, so as to achieve the best state of the killer.

The psychological state of the killer can determine how strong the killer is. And, from low to high, the psychological state is divided into residual goodness - numbness - indifference - indifference - cold affection - cold heart - lock heart - no heart. In order to cultivate a stronger and more useful killer for her.

The 'female' king put some demon charms in the hearts of the few killers with unusual talents. And the lock seal is the most powerful of them all. It can make an ordinary killer easily reach the realm of a lock heart.

To remove this complex lock seal. You have to kill the sealer with your own hands, if you don't kill it with your own hands. That. Something very interesting could happen.

If you lock the heart print, it's no wonder that their hearts have almost been blown up once, and this thing is still there. This 'female' person. It's really far-sighted, and you can do whatever it takes to become stronger.

Huang Bingfeng was eating. While slowly recalling the knowledge that Yan had popularized for her.

"Butterfly. If that's the thing, it's a bit of a problem. ”

Huang Bingfeng then said.

"My mother may have a way to deal with the Lock Heart Seal, and sooner or later, we will settle accounts with her for all these things she has done." Ghost Butterfly saw Huang Bingfeng's worry and whispered comfort.

"Yes."

Huang Bingfeng replied softly and continued to bury it in the food box.

"Bingfeng, you have a good rest." Ghost Butterfly stood up. Slowly walk towards the 'door'.

"Got it. Got it. Butterfly, you've been like my mom lately, and you're so caring about people. ”。

Huang Bingfeng looked at the ghost butterfly who was about to walk out of the 'door' and said.

"............" Ghost Butterfly did not speak.

"Ah, I see. I know! Huang Bingfeng suddenly put down the food, looking enlightened. Stood up. Say it out loud.

"You know what." Ghost Butterfly covered her forehead and was a little speechless.

"Butterfly, I see. I know you're looking for a man from me. Huang Bingfeng spoke amazingly again. He also slapped the table to show his dissatisfaction.

"............" Ghost Butterfly did not speak again this time. Just stopped. Ignore Huang Bingfeng's words.

"Ahhhhh My butterfly is going to abandon me. Don't want me anymore. ”

Huang Bingfeng shouted aggrievedly again.

"What are you talking about?" Ghost Butterfly covered her forehead again. I feel a little pain in my head.

"Why, what's wrong with us. Butterfly, you don't keep the 'woman' way. ”

Huang Bingfeng buried her head under the table, her tone full of accusations.

"Don't keep the way of women. Ice Phoenix. Who taught you the idiom back then. ”

Ghost Butterfly slightly stabilized the urge to flip the table and continued.

"Butterflies. Say. Who is that man. ”

Huang Bingfeng took a piece of mung bean cake. Slap the table hard with it. It looks like he is sitting in the court.

"Bingfeng!"

Ghost Butterfly said through gritted teeth.

"Butterflies. Above the public court, there should be a clear distinction between public and private. Don't change the subject of relationships. Say it. The man. Who's last name. ”

Huang Bingfeng's blue eyes contained the words "I am serious". It's a bit of an unquestionable feeling.

(I won't tell you what time it was.) →_→ and the pro-claw that wants to be crooked when I see the title. ）。