(Girls' Literature) The man raised his head, the smile in his eyes could not reach the bottom of the eyes of others, and there was an indistinct emotion in his fiery red eyes, he just hooked his lips and smiled.

"In the future, if you don't have a deity, you won't be able to get out."

"Captivity? Or enslavement? ”

Xiaolan in his hand has been dizzy by the man's strength, and now he is called every day, and the earth is not spiritual, and he knows that this man named Ji Beihuang has bad intentions for him, but the difference in strength is huge, even if he fights, it is an egg hitting a stone, and there is no way to do it.

"Killing."

The man grinned.

"Change clothes for little Nuan'er."

Wu Xiaonuan was suddenly startled.

Phantom Kill, the woman named Su Mian before?

"Yes, master."

The woman in front of her immediately replied, but in the blink of an eye, Ji Beihuang had already completely lost her direction.

The woman was holding a fiery red Luo skirt, and walked towards Wu Xiaonuan with a smile, but she had already lost her original tranquility and ease, Wu Xiaonuan was surprised, but it was only about a month, and the woman in front of her became more and more enchanting, and the breath flowing on her body was full of evil energy.

The woman in front of her is no longer the elegant woman who cried and begged her to save her husband.

The charm killer slowly walked towards Wu Xiaonuan, holding the fiery red Luo skirt in his hand, and handed it to Wu Xiaonuan with a smile.

"Miss Wu, since the master asked you to wear it, you can wear it."

The woman smiled casually, but she heard a hint of ill will in her tone.

"No, I don't want to wear it!"

Wu Xiaonuan intuitively felt that this was definitely not a good thing, and wanted to seize the last opportunity.

"Su Mian, don't continue, me."

"Miss Wu, you must have admitted your mistake."

The woman hooked her lips and smiled semerizingly.

"My name is Phantom Kill."

The strength of her hand is not small, "I said, we will come for a long time." “

There was a hint of pain and hatred in her eyes, but she had been numbed by nearly a month of inhuman torture, and now she had learned how to hide her true emotions.

You don't have to work in vain, you have to wear this dress, you have to wear it, you have to wear it if you don't wear it! ”

The fiery red clothes flew up suddenly, the scorching color was dizzying, Wu Xiaonuan suddenly felt weak, and the moment she regained her senses, she only saw that the clothes were already on her body, and the woman suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, and walked towards Wu Xiaonuan maliciously.

"As I said, the hatred between us will come a long way.

She laughed miserably, then retreated away from Wu Xiaonuan's side, and said with a smile: "Have a good rest." ”

Then he opened the door and walked out.

Rest well, because your life will not be long. I have paid my body and dignity, and I have been waiting for this day - Wu Xiaonuan.

Feeling the weakness of her body, the fiery red clothes couldn't help but make her breathing feel depressed, and when she thought of the water lily she saw just now, she was actually associated with the lotus flower in the coffin that day, but the more weird she felt.

It's hard to get a night.

In her sleep, repeating the dream that she couldn't get out of, the woman was dressed in a fiery red robe, just like the color she was wearing.

The man's cold eyes were deep with a killer red, and he tore his clothes little by little, as if with great anger.

Underneath him was a woman on the verge of collapse, her clothes already torn.

I could only hear the man's voice spread with anger and hatred, as if with a flood of anger, which distorted his already handsome face.

"Yanxiao, how dare you!"