This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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But everyone here feels a chill rising from the bottom of their feet, like a cold dagger, the sharpest side, right down your neck, and life has the illusion of being harvested all the time.

Especially Baiguan Qing, she felt that Night Xuan Dawn's life was already in the hands of this teenager at the moment when she looked at her eyes.

The fine, dense cold sweat came out of her forehead, and Baiguan Qing's hand holding the gun was a little trembling. This was not what she wanted, it was just a reaction that her body couldn't help but produce.

This feeling... is fear, the look in this teenager's eyes is scary!

The next second, Baiguanqing's wrist hurts, and the gun in his hand instantly falls off.

“Ah!” Baiguan painfully retracted, the wrist seemed to be hit by something, the pain almost broke, she lifted up and found a small red dot on the wrist, which was changing from red to purple.

The cufflinks fell on the ground, circled for a while before stopping. Ling Tian's gaze stirred. This button was on the sleeve of Night Xuan Morning, and the one that just attacked Baiguan Qing was this button!

Chu Junyan and Fruit Fruit did not see what happened at all. Baiguan Qing had already covered his wrist with a pale face.

Night Xuan slowly stood up from the sofa, then walked to the hand gun where Baiguan Green fell, bent over and picked it up, then seemed very interested to hold it in his hand to play.

Chu Junyan's heart mentioned the throat eyes. He was afraid that if Night Xuan was unhappy to shoot Baiguan Qing so much, he would be finished. His brother would surely chop him into slag, then wrap him in a bun, and finally feed him to the dog.

The pistol turned into a figurine in Night Xuan's hand. It seemed like enough fun. Night Xuan smiled: “Next time, if you point this at me again...”

His words were not finished, but his hand moved. The pistol bent in his hand and then deformed. Finally, in the shocked gaze of several people, the pistol was directly rubbed into a piece of scrap iron and thrown into the trash can.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed a slightly different color, can easily rub a pistol into a piece of scrap iron, ordinary people's power simply can not do it!

Baiguan glanced at Night Xuan in shock, as if looking at a monster, even the pain on his wrist was not so obvious.

So did Chu Junyan, shocked like no other. Turns out the pistol can still be used as a rubber mud??

Fruit covers his mouth directly, his hands squeeze his waist harder all the time. Is that a hallucination?

Sure, it doesn't hurt at all, it's really a hallucination.

Chu Junyan turned unemotionally. “Is that enough? ”

“Eh…”

Night Xuan glanced at several people and finally stopped looking at Ling Tian's face, "I have to rest, I don't have time to watch you fight in your nest. Tell me what's going on, don't waste my time! ”

His tone was so unpleasant that at first glance he looked like an impatient prince, but somehow gave a resentful sense of sight to his little wife.

Ling Tian flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes, picked up the document on the table, opened it, and handed it directly to Night Xuan, "Sign it and press the fingerprint. ”

Chu Junyan immediately handed over the pen and the imprint mud, and then prepared to solve the confusion of Night Xuan morning at any time, but did not expect that Night Xuan morning did not read the content, and signed it directly.

“Hand stamp where?” Night Xuan morning frowned.

“Uh... here!” Chu Junyan turned to the last page in awhile.

[Erxuan handsome?