Frost-free self-clay 5
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.
This is what it looks like, it's this superb look!!
Sting Di Wushuang's eyes are blushing, and he has an ordinary face that is obviously long.He is obviously such an unbearable and lowly identity, but for what reason he has the aura of the king.
Why not let her be ordinary, why!
"You despicable and shameless slut, dare you!" Wushuang's eyes stared at Jiuyin fiercely, his pupils shattering.
Listening to Wushuang's provocative words, she stepped on the soles of her feet on her chest and suddenly increased.
A tearing sensation of blood boiling in the chest hits directly, painless and frost-free, the face is fierce, and the facial features are twisted.
Wushuang raised her head and said with great resentment in the direction of Nan Yuechen: "Master, are you just letting this demon do evil? Today, you can ignore my life and death for her. In the future, you will be Nanyang. The country offers it!"
Looking at Wushuang who was dying and struggling under his feet, it was like a drowning ant, seeking a chance to survive.
Jiuyin raised his side face, smiling very strangely.
"Master, think about Nanyang Kingdom! Do you really want to lose your mind for a Lien Zhan King not to be a concubine?" The voice of the frost-free lungs, with expectations for Nan Yuechen, weeping blood every word.
But it is destined to be disappointed without Frost.
Because Nan Yuechen didn't feel a little moved because of Wushuang's words.
He looked at Wushuang with icy eyes as if he was looking at a dead person, and his thin lips raised a biting chill, so cold, so chilling. Even the handsome face of the ghostly heavenly master showed a trace of murderous intent. .
When Jiuyin started working on Wushuang, Nan Yuechen knew exactly what he should do!
But why is the heart so out of control?
The first thought in his mind was not that the blood beauty dared to act on his subordinates in front of him, but...when he heard Wushuang's irony to her, the kind of uncontrollable anger!
The anger that wants to smash Wu Frost's corpse!
what happened to him?
Seeing Nan Yuechen's indifferent appearance, Wushuang's heart was chilled, and Taotian's resentment was completely washed away by this chill, and he completely recovered from the hostility.
Even if it's because there is no portrait, even if it's just the person in front of me...like the woman in the portrait.
Just being alike, is it more important than yourself?
"Impossible, impossible, demon girl, it must be you, it must be you..." Wushuang suddenly raised his head and kept trying to deny this fact. However, when the words were halfway, Wushuang The next question got stuck in his mouth.
The person in front of her, she tilted her head slightly.
Showing the bright red and dazzling Zhu Sha mole, and the coldly piercing smile at the corner of her mouth, she looked at her eyes with a smile and irony.
Wushuang's body shook suddenly.
The eyes in front of her were bright and pure, but Wushuang saw in her eyes the coming hell, which was dead and desolate, with endless attraction, as if she wanted to suck herself into the abyss until her life ended.
"What's impossible? It's impossible to care about your life or death?" Jiuyin lowered his eyes and looked at Wushuang, who was in fear, and said slowly.
Subsequently.
Jiuyin bent down slightly and picked up the dagger that fell on the ground with jade-like fingers. Under the light, the face of the dagger glowed with a deep cold glow.