Chapter 17: Wu Yan's Peach Blossom Tribulation

The girl on the bed closed her eyes, didn't seem to hear, and was stunned to occupy the center, so that he didn't even have a place to nest.

"What about you, out of ...... Belch...... Get out. ”

Wu Yan kicked the eaves of the bed impatiently, but he was drunk and dizzy, and he didn't grasp his balance, so he stumbled twice and fell directly on the girl's body.

"......" Wu Yan scolded in surprise, wanting to pull the girl under him aside by the way, but who knows, as soon as she raised her hand, the girl's eyes suddenly widened.

Wu Yan saw that she was awake, so he said, "Awake?" Then get out...... Ahhhh......h it......! ”

Before the eviction order could be completed, Wu Yan's dizzy tone turned into a heart-rending scream.

The arm he raised was bitten alive with a piece of flesh!

The intense pain, as well as the crimson smell of blood, instantly woke up most of the drunk Wu Yan.

"you, you're crazy, and you'll bite someone when you catch it?"

Wu Yan scolded, raised his hand and wanted to slap her and wake her up, but the woman who was lying on the bed a second ago stood up like a spring!

That's right, it's standing up!

On a soft Simmons bed where a cat can press out a nest.

is like a zombie in Lin Zhengying's horror movie, with a snort, he stood up.

The woman looked eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a silk white pajamas, her waist-length long hair was messily draped on her face, her skin was miserable white, her scarlet eyes hung in her eye sockets and bulged out abruptly, and a bright red blood dripped from the corner of her mouth and fell on the white pajamas, and she was instantly stained with spots.

"Damn, what's this TM? ......" Wu Yan jumped out of bed three meters away in fright, and the dog rushed to the door as if he wanted to escape from the guest room.

But the doorknob seemed to be locked from the outside, and no matter how he twisted it or pulled it, it didn't help.

Wu Yan was crazy and kicked the door as if he was desperate: "Come on, come on, what did you put in my room?" Hurry up and open the door for me and let me out! I TM......"

The scolding stopped abruptly, and Wu Yan suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind him, followed by a heavy back, as if hanging a heavy object, and then, a strand of blood-stained hair hung on his shoulder, and a miserable white hand, sharp red nails scratched his neck, as if a slight stroke could kill him with one blow.

Wu Yan was so frightened that he almost urinated, and he even dared to shout for help, his stiff neck and the nails embedded in his throat maintained a delicate balance.

"Sister Wei, you are calm, you must be calm, impulsiveness is the devil, you want to go to hell, you see, I have no grievances with you, you can't harm me for no reason, right?"

"Or what do you want, you tell me, RMB or M? Or print D rupees, I will burn them for you, so that you can have money to pay for whether you are Taoist, Buddhist or Jesus......"

Wu Yan cautiously discussed with her, and inexplicably thought of the Yan G she dreamed of these two nights, could it be that she still followed Meidu? What about the purpose? Picking the yang to supplement the yin?