When the young man, who was full of demonic aura and wrapped in a thick aura of miscellaneous things, felt a faint coolness and the fresh smell of grass and trees lingering on the tip of his nose, the young man's whole body froze there and kept being hugged. posture.
He wanted to look back to see if it was the person he thought about, but he didn't dare to look back.
He was afraid that what he thought about would be a mirror image after all.
How should he endure it when the time comes?
His stiffness and daring not to look back made the little man tilt his head in confusion, sniffed his neck, and after a while he muttered: "Smelly" The soft and soft sound, small and soft, passed into the young man's ears.
The young man's face turned pale.
He crawled out of her arms nervously, shrank to one side and hugged himself, burying his head deeply in his knees, trembling.
The immortals and gods who were trying to make a final struggle by self-destructing stared at this sudden situation in confusion. who is this woman He could actually make that ferocious god, who slaughtered demons in the seven realms, act like an ostrich with low self-esteem.
Also, are they right?
This woman who suddenly appeared actually had three faces Every face is exactly the same What's going on Come out and explain yourself.
"Um" Compared to their confusion and confusion, the man in red who was lying in the sky sat up from the soft couch with a gloomy look on his face.
He held his fingertips and looked at the lively little man with his tall and long eyes.
It shone with surprise.
"How is it possible that he is not dead?"
"Not only are you not dead, but your abilities have also improved to a higher level.
You even absorbed and refined the ice pick blade.
Who are you?"
The man in red squinted his eyes and stared at the little man below.
There was a rare sense of caution and vigilance in his usually calm expression, but the not-so-good premonition that had passed through the heart of the man in red before, It's even stronger now There was murderous intent in his expression.
It is a real, solid murderous intention.
The little man felt the killing intent, but had no time to pay attention to him.
Because the white wolf is still avoiding her right now unhappy
She pursed her lips and walked over, knelt on one knee in front of the boy, held his face, and looked at him.
"hide me" The very clear words "two characters" reached the young man's ears.
The boy with straightened lips and lowered eyes looked extremely pale.
He tried hard to get rid of the things on his body that she thought were smelly, but he didn't know why he couldn't get rid of them.
The young man's eyes were slightly red, feeling extremely aggrieved.
"say."
The corners of his lips were stretched into a line, and there was even blood looming in his straight lips, but he didn't speak, and he didn't even dare to look at him.
Seeing his appearance, the little man felt a little angry.
He leaned over and used a strong posture and force to pry open his lips, and invaded his mouth with a violent tumult.
The stiff boy was stunned for a moment, and then began to struggle, but he did not dare to struggle too much for fear that he would hurt her, so he could only watch her kiss him domineeringly and wildly.
His hands and feet were weak from the kiss, his mind was in a state of mush, and he didn't know how to react.
Just when he thought he was going to be kissed to death, the little man let go of him, kissed the red corners of his lips, and asked: "What's wrong" "" The boy's pale face was covered with morning glow, and the corners of his lips moved.
"I thought you were dead, so" "Um" "So, I want to avenge you and then die with you."
"You will be sad if I die" That feeling should be called sad.
She watched the white wolf die twice.
In addition, he was so seriously injured and vomited so much blood that it counted as three times.
Every time she thought about it, she lost control, so that emotion should be called sad.
She looked at the boy and asked again.
"You will be sad if I die" The young man's eyelashes were trembling.
He tentatively reached out to touch the little human's hand.
After she did not reject him, he took her hand and placed it on his heart.
His voice was choked and painful.
"It's not just sad, it hurts.
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I want to talk to you, but I can't wake you up."
"No matter how I call you, you ignore me."
The young man grabbed the little man's hand in grievance and murmured over and over again.
"You ignore me, you ignore me, you ignore me" Such a lonely and desolate murmur made the little man subconsciously press his heart with his other hand.
It was like eating an unripe fruit, sour and astringent, but after the sourness, it became a little sweet.
It wasn't comfortable, but she didn't hate it.
She leaned over and kissed the aggrieved boy.
"You were like this before too."
Um When had he been like this before?
The young man looked at her blankly, but when he looked into her cool and clear eyes and saw himself with a demonic aura inside, his face turned pale.
He quickly lowered his head, slowly retracted his hand, and looked at the person above.
Completely dried blood.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard on the clothes, until the skin was broken and bleeding, and it was still rubbing there.
The little man frowned and reached out to grab it.
"What to do" Although the voice was soft and soft, there was a ferocity in it, which made the young man stiffen and whispered: "It's dirty, don't touch it" "What's dirty?"
The little man looked at his broken and bleeding hands and his dark red white clothes, and suddenly seemed to understand what he meant by dirty.
Blood, murder, the turbid aura on his body, and the stench that disgusted her.
She pursed her lips and used her spiritual energy in her hands.
The spiritual energy poured down on the boy's head like heavy rain, turning him into a drowned rat in the blink of an eye. "" The young man pursed his lips and looked at her without speaking.
She leaned forward, put her hands on his head, and started jerking him off.
Following her movements, the thick, sticky blood and vicious aura on the boy's body were washed away like dust. , followed the lines of his clothes, rolled down, and soaked the ground.
After washing your head, wash your upper body.
After washing your upper body, "Stand up."
The young man obediently allowed her to flatten and round him without even the slightest thought of resisting.
The immortals and gods not far away bared their teeth.
Hold Such a well-behaved child is really the boy who tortured them to the point where he blew himself up to protect this place.
Damn, I'm afraid they're blind.
The immortals and gods, who were holding back their anger and wanted to kill the demon boy, looked at the two little ones who didn't take them seriously at all with expressionless expressions.
Why did they end up in this situation today?
Who killed this demon boy's little sweetheart, and then let him go crazy and massacre the seven realms?
Look at the few people they have left now.
There are not even a hundred of them.
They are the only ones left in the world of immortals and gods, and they are still acting like shit.
The remaining immortals and gods stared angrily at the little beast who was licking and comforting each other, wanting to hit the wall with hatred. aa2705221: