Su Xiu'e covered her sleeves and laughed twice, and said, "Then you still say it, are you tired of being alive?" Her red sleeves swayed slightly, and she already had killing intent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The storyteller said: "Don't! The people in the town are gone, you know about it, I know it, I won't say it." ”

Su Xiu'e said: "How do you promise not to say it?"

"This ......."

Su Xiu'e said: "I know that there is a kind of person in the world who will never divulge secrets. ”

The storyteller said, "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

"It's like. ”

"What kind of person are you talking about?"

"Dead people. ”

The storyteller turned pale with fright, and ran away. Su Xiu'e was about to make a move, but when she saw Sixteen's eyes, she finally put her hand into her long sleeves. She said: "Count him as acquaintances, and run away in time." ”

Sixteen said: "If he wanted to expose you, he would have opened his mouth a long time ago, so why scare him like this?"

Su Xiu'e said: "Demons are more fierce than people, people will be afraid of demons, if we don't show the most ferocious side, I'm afraid that the current form is absolutely opposite, we will be afraid of your human army, human horses' hooves......" She is right, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, if the demons are all reasonable, they would have been taken by the human race to break bones and make soup. Su Xiu'e looked at the storyteller's stumbling back and said, "That storyteller has some skills, and he can actually identify me as a demon." ”

An Nan said: "Dressed like this on a snowy day to seduce a man, at first glance it is not a serious woman, and a fool knows that it is a monster....... Ah, don't come here!"

Su Xiu'e didn't bother with her this time, and said: "Actually, I used some small means to make those men fascinated, but the storyteller didn't get hit, and he was really still a hidden person." Maybe he's a human warlock who can do three-legged catwalking. ”

When Sixteen heard the word "warlock", he immediately recalled a lot of memories, and he said: "Warlocks have a long history in the history of the human race, but unfortunately they are passed down from generation to generation, and the number is very small. Back then, Xiao Mantou led the army of ten thousand demons to fight with the Terran army for a few days, and many warlocks participated in the battle and were almost wiped out. The children of the more famous warlocks are all hanging, Amitabha. ”

An Nan said: "Don't worry about the dead, the living haven't been done! We still have a lot of things to do, some of the wounded are in Sister Jing's body, they need to be treated, and there is gold, hurry up and find a blacksmith shop to melt, and it's almost dark, hurry up and find a place to live......" She walked in front of the team and chattered, but Jing'er was silent all the way.

There was so much excitement around her, but she didn't say a word.

Sixteen noticed that he deliberately slowed down a few steps and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. Jing'er lowered her head and replied, looking like six gods without an owner, Sixteen suddenly grabbed her hand tightly and pulled open her long sleeves, which turned out to be corroded flesh and blood. He touched the back of the mirror, and there was cold, slippery blood on the back. Sixteen picked up the mirror and ran, and the group didn't have time to call out to him. An Nan shouted: "Hey, little bald head, why are you going to tell me!"

"Leave them alone, let's split up first. Su Xiu'e was fascinated, she saw Sixteen running in the snow step by step with the mirror on her back, and suddenly felt a little envious, "If there were people standing in front of her at the beginning, just if it was ......"

The snow was heavy, and Jing'er shook on Sixteen's shoulder, she only felt very warm, and opened her eyes, "Sixteen." ”

Sixteen had already arrived at a small inn, and he threw the money away, and said, "Give me an upper room with a bed, and make a fire quickly." The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Good Lak!" and sent a man into the room, and there was a large stone furnace in the room, and Sixteen asked the man to leave charcoal, and told him not to open the door.

There were only two flints in the room, and he didn't even light the fire for a while.

Was the flint too dull, or was it the first time that Sixteen had been in such a hurry, so embarrassed? At last he sparked a bright spark, and as soon as the spark entered the charcoal, it immediately kindled a warm fire. Sixteen pulled the bed to the warm stone hearth, and gently spread the mirror on the bed. The pillow was too cold, so Sixteen put his arm on her head. "Amitabha. In order to see Jing'er's injuries clearly, he gently untied the knot in front of Jing'er's clothes, Jing'er seemed to be a little awake, and muttered, "Sixteen, sixteen...... Run. She held out her hand nervously.

Sixteen grabbed her hand, "It's a pity that Sixteen has nothing to do with you in this life, you still read his name now, he must be a very happy person." ”

"The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to it?"

Su Xiu'e watched all this outside the window, watching Sixteen Jing'er's clothes slowly fade off, revealing white and delicate skin, but unfortunately suffered strong corrosion, which was the "rain sacrifice" suffered during the catastrophe. She didn't survive the catastrophe perfectly, and the body was still badly damaged, but she couldn't bear it. She acted so well that she even deceived Sixteen's ears and eyes, she just didn't want Sixteen to worry and hold on until she was alone to heal her injuries. She planned everything, Su Xiu'e was right, she really didn't deserve sixteen, sixteen is a hero, a ghost, and she is so ordinary, what qualifications does she have to be taken care of by him? At least don't let him worry.

Jing'er is back to Sixteen, and Sixteen pulled the last wisp of the clothes but couldn't pull it, Jing'er's corroded flesh and blood had stuck to the clothes, and Sixteen said: "Bear with it." Tearing it open violently, the mirror screamed in pain, and her eyes widened. Her face was covered with beads of sweat, and a few strands of green silk wrapped around her cheeks, looking like a fallen beauty, which was pitiful. She didn't even have the strength to turn her head, and Sixteen wiped the sweat from her face with her robe, and he wiped it very carefully, for fear that something would hurt the mirror. Sixteen pulled open the sleeve and used his fingertips to tear the skin, and blood gushed down from the meridians....... The blood dripped into Jing'er's back first, and the wound began to heal quickly, but the intense pain also made Jing'er moan softly, her upper body was naked, her body was gently lying on the bed, and her soft chest loomed with her painful cry, but unfortunately this scene of spring was not visible to sixteen. He gently closed his eyes, turned the beads with one hand, and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

Su Xiu'e saw it all in her eyes, she saw Jing'er's body covered with bruises, saw Sixteen's wounds healed again and again, and Sixteen cut open the wounds again and again, so that the blood was continuously sprinkled on Jing'er's body, and she suddenly blushed and her heart beat, I don't know why.

She is a resentful demon who feeds on blood.

She knew that the blood of the sixteenth was precious blood, and it was as precious as shark fin bird's nest on the human table. And her usual desires can also be satisfied by blood, and the youkai who feed on blood have a characteristic, when they personally suck the blood of the victim, they will have the same pleasure as human intercourse, which cannot be controlled. Her gasps became more and more frequent, and she even snorted softly.