"Lin Han Yin, don't go too far." The eerie voice was like a Shura who had walked out of the depths of hell, and he was speaking with a demonic ink, and his eyes were glowing with a strange purple light.

"Ink Evil." An Luoyu was afraid that he would do something, so he grabbed his arm tightly, looked at the purple light in his eyes, and shook it.

The demon ink demon was always shaken by her and always came back to his senses, did not speak, hugged An Luoyu tightly, and buried his head in her shoulder-length hair.

"Mo Xie, it's okay, the space she said is my biggest secret, I haven't had time to tell you, there is a spring water in the space, drinking water can stimulate abilities, can heal wounds, and can even bring the dead back to life, wait to save your parents, I'll take you to see, okay." An Luoyu patted him on the back, just like a mother coaxing a child to sleep when he was a child, and coaxed softly, with a gentle voice.

"I can't do it." The muffled voice of the demon ink demon came.

"Have you two thought about it? Am I thirsty? The picturesque voice broke the charming gaze of the two.

"It seems that I have to quench my thirst first and then wait, I'm not in a hurry."

Jing Ruhua watched the two of them not move for a long time, and with a wave of her little hand, two blue-eyed zombies escorted a woman forward, it was Mother An.

Mother An was very good except for her look a little haggard, she was not injured, she was wearing clean clothes, her face was ruddy, it seemed that Lin Hanyin did not abuse her, and An Luoyu felt a little more at ease.

However, the next scene made her bloody and her teeth shattered.

I saw Jing Ruhua take out the dagger, and gently slashed it in her mother's heart, bright red blood gushed out, Jing Ruhua took the empty wine glass in her hand and put it below to catch it, and after the blood in the wine glass was full, her little hand gently stroked it, and her chest was intact.

Jing Ruhua put down her lips, took a sip, and swept the blood on her lips with her little tongue, "The blood in Lingtang tastes very sweet." ”

"Lin Hanyin."

An Luoyu roared angrily, covering his chest, and blood spilled from his lips.

"Tsk, that's a pity." Jing Ruhua looked at the blood flowing down her lips, shook her head, and tasted the blood in the cup again.

"Miss An, after drinking this cup, if you can't quench your thirst, then you have to be wronged again." Jing Ruhua shook the wine glass, waved his hand, and the two blue-eyed zombies brought Father An.

"No, don't, I'll cut." An Luoyu shook her head frantically and collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, the demon ink demon supported her in time.

"Mo Xie, I beg you, do it." An Luoyu held the dagger to his heart, the meaning is obvious, but if you don't do it, I will die in front of you.

Demon Moxie stretched out his stiff hand, took her dagger, closed her eyes, and when she opened it again, the knife had already been inserted into her chest, and the knife was only three points, and the zombie lady next to her took out a glass container and put it under An Luoyu, followed by snow, and there was a white porcelain plate next to it.

If you ignore the hand that trembles slightly with his dagger, you will feel that this man's heart is extraordinarily strong, and he will attack the person he loves the most, bleeding with one knife and cutting flesh with one knife, which makes him more uncomfortable than killing him, no, than letting him go to hell.

"Host, congratulations, the male protagonist's hatred is worth a hundred, will you end the task immediately?"

"No, wait." Jing Ruhua looked at the scene below, her eyes did not fluctuate at all, An Luoyu only suffered what she had at the beginning, and she was at ease when she was hurt a thousand times more, but it was not enough.