Mu Yan blinked at the cold feather foam, “This hard bone is my favorite, why don't you give it to me? Brother, don't rob me! ”

Chu was sitting innocently in a wheelchair at the end of the day, and the color was gentle, "Little Sister joked, I had a lot of dead bodies that I hadn't studied for a while. ”

Muay slowly walked to Cold Steel and smiled at him.

Cold steel was in a trance.

Under the moon, a girl in white is so stunning.

It's like falling into a dusty nine-day fairy, like the most beautiful snow lotus in the world, slowly blooming in the night.

It's just a smile that makes one even get snatched away.

Dincheng kills the god - Junmuyan.

It is also the most prestigious, most titled, and most fearful of the seven demons.

It is said that the city of Fusang, which has stood on its feet for thousands of years, was slaughtered by her alone.

But how can such a delicate, beautiful and attractive young girl be a monster who kills people without blinking?

There must be something wrong with the rumors!

Just thinking about it, the girl in front of you flipped her wrist and the magic harp appeared in the palm of her hand.

She sat down on her knees in front of cold steel, her bright white, slim fingers gently moving on the black music, playing the most wrapped and wonderful music.

“Do what you have to do. Just hold on a little longer! Otherwise, I'd be bored to be interrupted! ”

Heavenly crisp and delightful voice, cold steel drunk, nose.

Trying to make yourself talk by torturing a prisoner?

Oh, it's just a dream!

He was a dead soldier of the Yunling Cold Family. He went through professional prison training from the beginning and promised not to betray his master.

And he betrayed Cold Jolyn, never because he was lured by coercion, just because his own demons made him crazy.

……

Half an hour later.

The night is still quiet and quiet, and the clean moonlight shines on the man who twists and spasms.

The whole yard was echoed by a ghost crying wolf howling, “Stop playing, stop playing, I beg you, stop dreaming, I will say, I really want to say!! ”

Under the moonlight, the beautiful young girl frowned slightly. Her face was still unfinished. “It's only been half an hour. You've only been through five rounds, it seems a little scarce! How about two more times to make sure you're telling the truth?! ”

“Let me see, what's good for you this time? Isn't it kind of boring to be a slave spouse in the last life? Let's keep you human this time, shall we? How about a slave in a cave who only gives birth to children? This life like a pig will surely satisfy you...”

Cold steel finally collapsed.

His hair had fallen off a large chunk long ago, and his face was covered with wrinkles with smooth, firm skin.

When your mouth opens, your loose teeth accidentally fall down with blood.

But the scariest thing was his body, which was supposed to achieve a tall body with no bad body. At this time, every inch of the meridian muscle began to shrink, and the whole person was like a little old man with a ricket.

Greater suffering than physical suffering will always be the destruction of the spirit and soul.

It's only half an hour for Fugitive Seven.

For cold steel caught in [a dream], it has gone through hundreds of years, five rounds.

He'd rather die than be slaughtered by a thousand knives than go through a sixth.