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At this moment, in the Lanzhu Pavilion, Yan Nuo did not speak, and forcefully broke his hand that was holding his neck, doing his best.

However, under the already extremely passive situation, Mo Heng's strength is not at the end, and Mo Heng is far above her in strength, how can he be his opponent?

The more Yan Nuo resisted, the five fingers on Mo Heng's hand were like snakes, tighter and tighter.

Tightly, Yan Nuo had the body smell of death in an instant.

The instinctive reaction of the body, sensing the attack of death, Yan Nuo's eyes gradually turned red......

The burning pain in his throat, like a fire, Yan Nuo felt like this for the second time, the first time, the 'blessing' of Tonan Haochen, the cub, made him almost lose the ability to speak, it was he, the man in front of him who pinched himself, saved himself!

A trace of air can't get in, and the feeling of dying is on the verge of death again, the corners of Yan Nuo's mouth hooked, life, it's really fragile, without that strength to protect himself, his life will always be held in the hands of others.

consciousness, more and more blurred......

Yan Nuo is really used to death, I'm afraid, she's not yet, it's just that she is wronged, is she destined not to live long?

It's because there were too many people killed in the previous life, and they were retributed!

Fluttering, fluttering, as if the soul has been detached from the body, powerless, helpless, unable to ......

Just as Yan Nuo's eyes were about to close, a heavy shadow covered her, still extremely domineering, extremely strong to take the initiative, a breath of fresh air directly into her mouth, sliding into her lungs like wisps.

Yan Nuo, who got a breath, wanted to get more, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he directly threw down the weight that was pressing on him, bullied himself, and stirred wantonly in his mouth strongly, replenishing the oxygen of survival from his mouth.

Mo Heng's eyebrows raised slightly, the curvature of the corners of her mouth was bewitching and evil, she, for the first time, took the initiative to kiss him?!

Although it was still the beginning of herself, but now, it is her, she is kissing herself!

He hugged her tightly, enjoying her initiative, her heat.

His eyes were gently closed, and his heart at the moment told him that he was satisfied.

But—

At the moment when Mo Heng closed his eyes, Yan Nuo left a few zhang away, took a deep breath several times, there was no next time, from the day he chose this path, there was no room to retreat.

Either you die at the hands of a master who is better than you, or you move on.

Two roads, no third!

Mo Heng was secretly annoyed, sat up with a look of dissatisfaction, and smiled lazily, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, still bloodthirsty, cruel, and cold to the bone.

Sticking out his red tongue and licking-licking-lip flaps, Mo Heng at this moment has a bewitching feeling of a medieval vampire aristocracy.

He is a beautiful mess, and the seductive people simply want to sin.

The slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, as deep as the calm sea, and like the wind and waves, exude innate sacredness, which is indispensable.

Quietly staring at the petite figure in the distance, the red lips that were kissed were a little more bloody, slightly opened, and the pale face was also warm, "No, in the future, don't be naughty here." ”

Indifferent.

The words are soft dripping.

Yan Nuo, who was holding the flower wall, was a little apprehensive, this man, why didn't he find out before, he was so terrifying??

There was a tingling pain in his fingers, Yan Nuo glanced at it, it was pierced by the thorns on the rose vine, and he continued to hang his head carelessly, but the moment before he lowered his head, he suddenly looked at the flower wall again.

With his eyes wide, Yan Nuo looked around incredulously, this ,......?

Are you really dreaming?