Chapter 251

Is it because he has been isolated from the world for too long, and now human beings are so sick?

Whining,

It's more terrible than a zombie.

Forced to feed a mouthful of poisonous dog food: "

emmmm

#My Lord, please don't be sick#

I can't afford poisonous dog food!

In the dark basement, the blood trickled down, winding out a blood enchanting other shore on the ground. On the cold slate, there lay a woman who died in peace. Her chest was opened and her bones were exposed.

Ranbai and Mochen seem to be close, like lovers, whispering sweet and sentimental love words.

This scene looks very strange and creepy.

Mo Chen spoiled her and printed a kiss on her white forehead. Her voice was low and magnetic,

"But I don't want to kill Ranran."

I have to say that dyeing white is his only color in this boring and dark world,

If he really wanted to kill ranbai and go back to the previous days, he thought, he didn't want to.

The delicate lips like dyed white cherry petals slowly bloom a sweet smile, clean and beautiful, pure. Like a fallen angel, he doesn't know anything about the world and doesn't have a trace of secular, but he looks very strange in this bloody basement.

"In that case, keep it."

Careless tone, the cool thin in the bone was revealed from now on.

They didn't care about each other,

Just because a person has been in the dark for too long, he regards another dark person as the only "own person."

Mo Chen's thin lips aroused a gentle and elegant smile, and her voice was gentle and beautiful,

"OK."

Mo Chen took ran Bai in her arms, and pointed at Ruo lian'er casually with her bony hand,

"Ranran said, do those eyes look good?"

That pair of big staring eyes reflected the last trace of color Ruo lianer saw in the world before she died.

It's the picture that ranbai and Mochen seem to be close, but they can swallow each other at any time.

Dyed white tilted her head, and her purplish lips aroused a sweet and true smile,

"Yes."

Mo Chen's thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of demon treated peach eyes looked a little frivolous,

"Ranran likes it, so dig it out."

With white lips and slight hooks, the slender, thick and vicious eyelashes quiver like butterfly wings, covering the fleeting brilliance of those eyes like black gemstones,

"OK."

Mo Chen's slender hand was frivolous, dyed white, went straight to the slender jaw, and printed a pious kiss under the silky white skin like milk.

That kiss is extremely cold and thin

"I'll come."

The voice is sentimental, mixed with a trace of doting.

Dyed with white lips and slightly hooked corners, the watery eyes are filled with a light layer of water mist. The streamer rotates and looks around,

"Then I'll watch."

Mo Chen gently pulled up her cuffs, revealing a touch of wrist bones as delicate as jade, with extremely beautiful lines.

A pair of hands with distinct bony joints, slender and white, like perfect works of art, without any defects.

Pick up the scalpel slowly. The action is noble and elegant. The line is like running water. It is pleasing to the eyes, just like the person in the picture.

Dyed white, a pair of glittering and translucent eyes as pure as black gemstones are an undisguised appreciation.

For a perfect work of art, she never stingy love.

A pair of eyeballs were taken out perfectly without any damage.

Dyed white and bent the corners of the lips, the sparkling eyes were like bright stars in the sky.

"Ah Chen, well done."

Soft waxy soft tone is an undisguised appreciation and love.

Mo Chen's thin and light lips aroused a gentle and elegant smile. It looked like a graceful young master, so noble.

"My pleasure, Ranran."

Between the thin lips and the words, there is a touch of sentimental tenderness and love, which is as touching and beautiful as soft whispers and ambiguous love words.