"Take!" Nighttwilight Han saluted the man with both hands clenched into fists, and the man also dissipated with a wry smile.

Night Twilight Han rubbed his slightly sleepy wrist, secretly surprised in his heart, the opponent was so strong in the second level.

"Girl, your face is so beautiful, it's good to give it to the slave!" A long pink dress, bare lotus arms and fragrant shoulders, black hair beating the ground like a waterfall, and the skin of the whole body is as white as snow. The delicate voice came, and the night twilight cold looked up, the woman just tilted her head to expose the cheeks covered by the black hair, but the skin that should have been smooth and delicate was "ravines and horizontals" I don't know what kind of weapon was injured, the skin of the whole face was destroyed and shattered, and the new skin that grew back was dark red, especially the skin around a pair of beautiful eyes was "ravines and horizontal" and disgusting.

Nighttwilight was shocked to see the woman's appearance, but the woman stared directly at Nighttwilight's cheeks, with a dark sneer, and stretched out her hands towards Nightnight. I saw the red silk thread extending from the tips of the ten fingers of the slender ten, and the index finger trembled, and the silk thread began to intertwine in the air. A silk thread flew away from Night Twilight's side, and the slender silk thread like a spider's web easily cut through Night Twilight's clothes, you know, Night Twilight's clothes were all prepared by Jun Langya, and the clothes used were naturally the best, and they were easily cut by the silk thread, and Night Twilight Han didn't think that the silk thread couldn't cut through his skin.

"Hey! Giggle! Giggle! Giggle! "The laughter of silver bells is ethereal, sometimes echoing in the distance, sometimes whispering in the ear.

The woman's figure was gone, and all that remained was the occasional eerie laughter and the imperceptible thread of death.

Twilight Cold holds the dagger of destruction and tries to break through the woman's cobwebs.

"Dang!" When the dagger touched the thread, it made a metallic sound.

"Oops! Don't scratch your face, the face you took off is not beautiful, the slave family will be sad! ”

"Want my face?" Night Twilight frowned, and only felt that the woman in front of her was whimsical.

"No, that's my face!" The woman's hideous and terrifying face instantly appeared in front of Night Twilight, ten fingers handed over the money, and the silk threads were densely woven and staggered to wrap Night Twilight. The silk thread slowly tightened, trapping Twilight Han in it, and the woman smiled wickedly as she approached Twilight, her long red nails trying to touch Twilight's cheeks, her eyes ecstatic, as if she had seen her face when she had changed into Twilight's face.

"Ding-!" The dagger of destruction was like a bamboo, cutting off the silk threads and the fingers reaching out to him.

"Ah!!h The woman's screams rang out, and the threads broke so that Nightshade escaped.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!" The woman's hair flew upside down, and the more hideous and terrifying it looked. More than ten fingers, now it is nine fingers of silk thread, and the long hair has also begun to grow wildly, laying a "heaven and earth net" in the space.

"Heavenly Demons!" The woman screamed, but the voice that came out of her mouth was half man, half woman. His long hair came alive and swayed in the air like a snake. A slender strand of hair touches the bare skin of Nightshade's wrist, and Nightshade feels as if the hair is sticking to herself, and what is even more terrifying is that the hair is actually devouring her own blood.

Nighttwilight instantly grabbed the hair with his backhand and wanted to tear it off, but the hair seemed to be embedded in the wrist, the blood was still draining, and the hair was gradually dyed red.

"What sweet blood! Let the slaves taste it! "The blood flowed down the hair to the woman, the blood of the ancient gods, which contained the purest power in the world, like the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

In an instant, all the strands of hair floated towards the night twilight, dense as a cloud, and it was difficult to escape.