Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū

The meaning of the crisis made Helian have a lingering fear.

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"Live it." Jing Yue sat on the bed - and yawned and looked at He Lian Xiu: "Let's say, what do you want to do in the middle of the night alone?"

"Hey, your pet." Helen Xiu took out a bamboo tube from the cuff and threw it toward Jingyue. Jingyue quickly caught it. He opened the bamboo tube with doubt and looked inside. Then he dumped the things inside. Come out.

"Hey!!!!" Jingyue looked at the thing that fell on the captivity with a look of horror. Isn’t the soft body that was missing for a long time?

"Her Lian Xiu!! How do you abuse it? - I will be buried in my house!!" Jing Yue poked the petite flower and the petite body, the funeral flower did not have a little bit of movement, suddenly Jingyue ran away, stood up and sighed He screamed at Helen Xiu.

"In order to ensure the personal safety of this son, I gave it a Mongolian-Khan-medicine. You can rest assured that it is not dead." He Lianxiu's mouth evoked a smile of evil, and said with a smile.

"...deadly mad!" Jing Yue gnawed his teeth and spit out four words, raising his hand and holding the funeral flower in his face.

"Not a snake." Helen Xiu shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Jingyue was in a stiff state. He lowered his head and put down the funeral flowers. He picked up the black dagger and walked toward Helianxiu step by step. He Lianxiu was slightly stunned by the action of Jingyue, and he could not speak. I saw that Jing Yue suddenly crossed the dagger in front of himself.

Jing Yue slowly looked up, and the smoky black sly gaze stared at the cold mouth of He Lian Xiu and said: "Not a human life, I killed you?"

"..." He Lian Xiu's eyes narrowed, and he clearly felt the cold murderous scent from Jing Yue's eyes. Without a bit of cover, it was so pure and clean that people could not be scornful.

"Get out." Jing Yue looked coldly at Helian Xiu spit out three words.

"I..." He Lian Xiu flashed a deep impression in his eyes, and wanted to speak, but when he touched the resistance in Jingyue’s eyes, he narrowed his lips and turned back and turned away. Jing Yue looked Helian Xiu left his back, which put his arm down.

The night returned to silence, Jingyue turned and walked toward the bed. Then he walked in and saw the funeral flower leaning on his head and staring at Jingyue. Jing Yue’s footsteps were slightly stunned, and he looked a little apologetic in the eyes of the funeral. Lips open: "I'm sorry, I can't protect you."

"Oh..." The funeral flower spit out the tongue and the head bag shook a few times.

"Is it strange?" Jing Yue carefully reached out and tempted to go near the funeral flower. The funeral flower looked at Jing Yue’s hand, and the tongue was always vomiting. He seemed to hesitate and leaned down - his body tempted. When I touched the fingertips of Jingyue, I brushed back and shrank back.

Jingyue blinked and looked at the funeral flowers. The funeral flowers also looked at Jingyue. He found that Jingyue’s hand had not been taken back. He suddenly stayed bold and approached the past. Jingyue never refused to touch the funeral flowers, and his fingers were slightly One move, stroking the body of the funeral flower.

"Oh..." The funeral flower leaned back on the neck, very pleasant, wrapped around the arm of Jing Yue.

"I won't forget you next time." Jing Yue looked at the relatives of the funeral flower, bent his eyebrows, and raised his hand to tease the small head of the funeral flower.

The return of the funeral flowers made Jing Yue feel very good in the moment. The next morning, he took the funeral flowers and went to the restaurant. These days, Jingyue Month stared at the restaurant and did not dare to relax. Every day, seeing those endless guests felt a lot of peace of mind.