Chapter 496: The Identity of Cold Night (6)

Si Lan didn't dare to look at the master's terrible eyes, just glanced at it, didn't make any struggle, put aside her eyes, and said in her heart, I'm sorry master, Si Lan still let you down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Silan, you have disappointed the master too much."

Mo Han's eyes and mouth were full of anger, he gritted his teeth and pressed hard, Si Lan's brows furrowed fiercely, and his face turned pale in the night.

Wei Liang stood beside them, looking down at Si Lan, who was trampled on the ground by Mo Han and motionless, with a touch of viciousness in his eyes, twisting his beard, and said coldly: "Senior brother, Si Lan is indeed disappointing. I don't think about the bitterness of you pulling him up, for a woman...? Alas... It's chilling. ”

Si Lan knew that Wei Liang was adding fuel to the fire, and deliberately used the word woman to stimulate the master. His eyes slowly moved to the master's angry face. The look of hatred that he couldn't eat his flesh made Si Lan's heart hurt violently again.

He was still holding the dementor gourd in his right hand, and when he saw the master's eyes staring at his hand holding the gourd, he was so frightened that he brought his hand closer to his body. His sudden action provoked another force under Mo Han's feet, Si Lan's chest was stuffy, and the corners of her lips overflowed with a hint of red.

"Si Lan, say, do you want the Soul Gourd, or - choose to stay with the master?"

Mo Han gritted his teeth and asked, and he couldn't help but exert force under his feet. Si Lan coughed painfully, red gushed out, and there was an extra pool of blood on the ground, and her eyes gradually dimmed, looking weakly at the master's cold and piercing eyes, she smiled miserably, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Why do you bother to ask again, you already believe what Uncle Shi said, don't you?" Silan has failed her master, and she has nothing to say, as long as you can relieve your anger, master. ”

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, he really had nothing to say, only when the ashes were gone, could all the pain be ended.

Si Lan's words, the angry Mo Han gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and neither spoke nor used force under his feet.

Wei Liang looked at Si Lan, who closed his eyes and waited for death, and then looked at Mo Han, who was reluctant to do anything, twisted his beard and smiled coldly: "Oops! It seems that the junior brother's heart is always soft, even if he betrays you, you can't bear to punish him more. However, since Si Lan has betrayed, she really can't stay, and my brother is reluctant to do it, so I have to do it for my brother. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a cloth bag from his sleeve that was a little bigger than a purse. After untying the cloth bag, he took out something from it, and the thing in his hand in the moonlight was a small box that looked exquisite, and the small box was slowly opened by him, a white square cloth, and a black pill was wrapped in it.

"Senior brother, this Soul Breaking Pill, just give it to Si Lan! For the sake of many years of love, he will not suffer too much. ”

took it out, threw the box away, and stretched out the hand holding the Soul Breaking Pill to Mo Han. Mo Han's face was very ugly, when he heard the three words of the Soul Breaking Pill, his body trembled, his originally angry eyes showed a trace of panic, and his eyes slowly moved from Si Lan's body to the Soul Breaking Pill in Wei Liang's palm.

The small black pill reflected a faint luster in the moonlight, and Mo Han hesitantly raised his hand and stretched out towards Wei Liang's hand. It's just that before his hand touched the Soul Breaking Pill, he had already paused tremblingly.

"Senior brother is still reluctant?"

Wei Liang asked lukewarmly, Si Lan jerked Mo Han's leg away, Mo Han took two steps back, Si Lan took the opportunity to snatch the Soul Breaking Pill in Wei Liang's hand, lowered her head and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowed it violently, looked at Mo Han who was stunned at him with desolate eyes, and threw down the sentence with a miserable smile: "Master, farewell." ”

After speaking, he covered his chest with his hands and turned to leave.