Chapter 1053: Not afraid, my sister is coming.
Chapter 1053 is not afraid, my sister is coming.
"Forbearance, I will look at you, how can I endure?"
The night Qing Ling laughed wildly, glaring at the five senses, extremely terrible.
"Linger." A voice of indifference, coming from the shadow of the dungeon.
In the night maple, it seems to see the entrance to the tunnel, standing in the back light with a slender figure.
He couldn't see clearly, only heard the voice ringing again: "Don't play him dead. If it's dead, there is no tool to limit the nightfall."
The night is clear, the five fingers are loose, and the reason is gradually coming back.
She stepped back a few steps and smiled at the person behind her. "Fortunately, there is a reminder from my sister, I will pay attention."
The night clear spirit did not know where to go from, and found a sharp dagger, which was attached to the face of the night maple.
"Can't kill you, but... didn't say you can't make you die."
She snorted a few times and gently stroked the dagger.
The sharp dagger wiped his skin.
On time, a thin piece of skin was cut off.
Blood poured out and the dagger was red.
The night maple licks the cold air and the breathing is heavy.
The night Qingling smiles wildly, and the blackness of Huanren reflects the blood of the night maple, and she licks her lips.
Once again, the dagger was raised, and the body of Fengjing was cut over the night.
"I want to peel off your skin layer by layer... let the night clear, look at the younger brother in a blood coat..."
The words are stopped.
With a smirkful face, it was frozen on the face.
"Linger?" The man standing at the entrance to the tunnel twisted his eyebrows and sighed low.
However, I was unable to get a response from the night.
She immediately stood up and walked closer to the night Fengjing.
The whole person is also in the same place.
I saw...
A red figure stands between the night clearing and the night maple.
The dress that is as **** as the blood, under the dim light, is like the blood that is constantly moving.
Extremely glaring, like the bloodthirsty Shura from hell, coming from the blood.
The face of the beautiful city, no emotion.
The long and narrow charms, such as the icebergs of the Wanli, frosted the ice.
Just staring at her faintly, she was so frozen that she couldn’t move.
"Night...the night is clear..."
This person in front of you, is not the night clear!
She... When did she come in?
Night Qingling is also stupid: "Guardian sister, you... are you not at the entrance? How is she..."
The man shook his head and was terrified.
There are still people... from the bottom of her eyes into the tunnel.
And she, unaware.
The night is clear...what is the extent of growth?
too terrifying……
The night is long and narrow, and the coldness is cold.
She did not pay attention to the two people, but turned back and looked at the wooden frame full of blood, the tormented non-adult-shaped night maple, the whirlpool of the eye, and suddenly swept the tornado.
As soon as she lifted her fingertips, she found a medicinal herb and stuffed it into the mouth of the night maple.
The finger quickly knocked on him a few times.
"Small, don't be afraid, my sister is here."
Her voice is mild and sweet.
Soft as a warm wind, it hits the heart of the night maple.
I don't know if it is the effect of medicine, or the arrival of night clearing.
Night Fengjing only felt that the warmth of the body in the body, the pain disappeared instantly.
His consciousness is also sober.
Hey, look at the smiling face in front of you.
She smiled, and the comfort was mixed with the comforting color.
The night maple nodded, and the brilliance was firm.
The night cleared his head and touched his head. He didn't mind the blood on his body and wet her palm.
(End of this chapter)
