Frost-free self-clay 4

"Do you dare to say that you didn't shamelessly post? No extravagant desire for people to trample on?" Wushuang's reason has long been surrounded by hostility, completely knowing that his life is at stake.

Every word in the mouth gritted his teeth, the kind of gritted teeth that can't wait for Jiuyin to go to hell: "A remnant flower that has been stepped into the mud, now it is unridiculous to show this high look?"

Even if it is such an insult.

The white-clothed woman standing in front of her still has a light appearance, she can't find the emotion that Wushuang wants on her face, indifferent, indifferent, and indifferent to the world!

It's like the person who insulted Wushuang's mouth has nothing to do with her.

The fearless expression in front of me, those calm and watery eyes, and the piercing, frost-free eyes were aching and aching: "A mean concubine is worthy of looking at me like this, you should die, die--"

Wushuang suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabled towards Jiuyin who was close at hand.

That sharp dagger, those eyes full of murderous intent, filled with Tao Tian's hatred, were getting closer and closer to Jiuyin's heart.

Jiuyin's eyes were smiling, and she looked at Wushuang and smiled incomparably dazzling.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and there was death palpitations around him.The shadow guard who was kneeling in the center looked at this scene in a daze, and his heart raised his throat.

Wushuang is crazy!

She actually hurts the person who loves her master!

The shadow guard couldn't help throwing Yu Guang towards Nan Yuechen who was in the main position.Seeing that his handsome face was tightly collapsed, the fingers clenched on the corner of the table were sinking deeper and deeper, as if controlling some emotions.

Seeing that the dagger was about to step into Jiuyin's heart palpitations, Wushuang's eyes became more and more gloomy.

The woman in front of her started from appearing next to her master, from when the master met her on the street, and then saved her life! Wushuang clearly felt that the master's attitude towards her became more and more weird.

It wasn't until this moment of life and death that Wushuang understood what that strange attitude was:

The master who had been hiding in her heart for more than ten years was tempted in just a few days. Because of this demon girl, she was abandoned...how could it be, how could she be reconciled!

The murderous intent on that hideous face was unrevealed, and the shadow guard who was watching was terrified, and the whole person was frightened and dared not move.

suddenly.

There was a loud "bang--" in my ears.

There, that white shadow facelessly turned towards Wushuang... waved a slender jade hand, and a coercion from ancient time struck straight away, and Wushuang was knocked to the ground without any warning. .

The feeling of qi and blood boiled up, Wushuang made a'poof', and vomited several mouthfuls of old blood.

He raised his head fiercely, looking at Jiuyin's eyes with killing intent.

Jiuyin raised his foot and walked over, stretched out his foot and slammed on Wushuang's chest.

As the smile on her face got bigger and bigger, and as the vermilion mole on her forehead became more and more red and dazzling, she stepped on the foot on Wushuang's chest and twisted it sharply.

"Ah--" a heart-piercing scream sounded.

The pain of the separation of flesh and bones struck from the chest, painful, making Wushuang feel like she wanted to break on her own, and the tears wrapped in her eye sockets'swish' burst out.

"Residual flowers in the silt?" Jiuyin lowered his head slightly, with a chill that penetrated into his bone marrow.

The waist-length hair lifted lightly with Jiuyin's movements.

Her elbows are leaning on her knees, her slender hands are supporting her chin, and the corners of her mouth are slightly curved, inadvertently revealing a cold, handsome, and obsessive feeling.