Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The nails were very harshly set in bone blood, slowly dripping along the lines of the skin on the dark and damp ground, red in the eyes of the banquet, sinking voice, “Even so, I don't hate the master, all I have is from the master, the master can take it if he wants. ”

Shen Kibai was trying to shout at his dead brain. She was all like this, but she still looked like she was dead.

She took a deep, dark breath, staring at the banquet, “I dug Golden Dan for you, first because I wanted to hit those people hard in the face, and second because I was gambling to see if you could make Yuan Ling regret it, because he had something I really wanted. ”

The smell around the banquet became violent. He lifted his eyes, his eyes were brilliantly red, and his whole face was horrified, “Master Want to trade me for something like that? ”

There seemed to be something fading in his eyes, so quietly staring at her with no expression.

Shen Wood trembled with a white heart, and the value of hatred seemed to have been pulled successfully, and she nodded more callously, "Yes. ”

The banquet smiled and shook his body. He rarely smiled. Every time he smiled, he could melt the gloom between his eyebrows. He looked incredibly handsome, and his eyebrows starred. But this time, with a trembling curiosity, "Master, if you want, the apprentice will help you even if he is immune to this life. ”

He looked at Shen Wood white without blinking and his eyes were dark.

Shen Kibai felt something was wrong, but she had to go on with her scalp, "You? You think a teacher weighs more than you. If it weren't for your usefulness, a teacher wouldn't have spent years thinking about you. Even that cypress is a little more pleasant than you look. ”

The banquet smiled low, “Master loves disciples of that kind? ”

Shen Wood White Cold Road, “So what? ”

The banquet stopped and stared at her without blinking, "Then I will kill him. I will kill as many of these disciples as my master will receive in the future. ”

Shen Mubai looked at his scalp in the eyes, always felt that there was nothing wrong with the conversation between the two. She looked almost at the time, and she said coldly, “Do you think you can still live into the future? ”

She pulled out her soul sword and pointed straight at the banquet's chest. Her tone was not half emotional and she seemed insensitive. "Today I'm cleaning up the portal. ”

The banquet looked at him and said calmly, "Is the master not going to torture me? ”

Shen Kibai grinned coldly, “Naturally, it's just that I'm a little curious. How different is the heart of this magic repair from the heart of a monk, like the rumor, is it black? ”

The banquet stared straight at her and said softly, "If you want to know, why don't you dig it up with your own hands? ”

Shen wood white was looked at by his kind of creepy eyes, scalp hair moving away, "I'm dirty. ”

A low laugh sounded in a dark, damp underground cell.

Shen Wood pointed directly at the spirit sword into his heart, and at the same time in his mind to the system, "Ready? ”

The system replied, "Ready, three, two... one. ”

The sword can only be inserted one centimeter, the bright red blood infected the front edge of the blade, the banquet instantly stared at her dead, not noticed, the complicated array of lines at the foot hidden.