This pump, so precisely at the angle of his face, and directly hit the blood, of course, there is no doubt that Murong Zhi did it on purpose!

She felt that dealing with such a shameless person was not as pleasant as slapping her face anywhere! Of course, it was also because she was very curious, if she accurately smoked Feng Shuyue's face this time, would she have a chance to see his true face through the smoke on his face?

After pumping it up this time, the face was still not clear, but Murong Zhi felt very refreshed in her heart, and the feeling of revenge was so happy that she wanted to fly!

Feng Shuyue was taken ten steps back by her, reflexively reached out to cover her face, and then looked down, and saw the blood on her hand without any surprise! His complexion suddenly distorted for a few seconds, and his love for the piano, the broken strings, was pumped on his face, and the skin was open. I'm afraid that no matter how good the medicine is, it will be difficult to cure!

Nothing hurts more than this, and nothing slaps you in the face more than what is right now!

Murong Zhi is a straightforward person, who thinks that she speaks straightforwardly and frankly, and there are few people who are her opponents. At this moment, he looked at him with a smile: "How is it?" Does it feel cool to slap your face? Would you like to do it again? ”

would have thought that she was really carried away, jumped a few ropes, just stood motionless, and when she saw his attack, she was directly in a daze because she didn't think of it, and she didn't know if he was too stupid, or she was too stupid in his eyes!

Murong Zhi thought like this and complained in her heart. As everyone knows, almost all of the people present have similar ideas about following the trend and writing the moon, and they all think that she can't dodge, not that everyone is collectively stupid, nor is it that they underestimate her strength. But she stood there motionless at that moment, her expression was still a little sluggish, and she pretended to be too similar like that!

That's why everyone collectively thinks so! As for Nangong Ao......

As soon as her words of inquiry came out, Feng Shuyue also wiped her face, looked at the blood stains in her hands, and could still feel that there was a steady stream of blood flowing out of her face, which had already cut the arteries and blood vessels, and tore the flesh and skin. So, after he wiped it, because the blood was still flowing, he reached out and wiped it again.

After a few strokes, the more I wiped the blood, the more I wiped. His hands were all red with blood, and many of them were dripping onto his clothes. At this point, Feng Shuyue also understood that even if he continued to wipe it constantly, it would be impossible for this blood stain to be wiped clean.

So he didn't wipe it anymore, just looked at Murong Zhi and said, "Over the years, you are the first person to hurt my face!" ”

There is appreciation in this tone, and of course, under that appreciation, there is a cold murderous opportunity.

Murong Zhi also smiled and sneered: "You are not bad!" Over the years, you've been the only one I've ever wanted to cut with a thousand cuts and get along quickly! "Although the insult of that day has passed, as long as you think about it a little, you will feel vivid.

The blood was still flowing on Feng Shuyue's face, and it was winding down, one by one, the blood lines looked particularly bloody on that face, and even looked a little scary in the dark night.

But this scene, in Murong Zhi's eyes, looks like he doesn't feel anything!

She didn't wait for Feng to write the moon to reply, the heavenly silk in her hand was raised in vain, and it was suddenly pulled towards the other side of his face!