Finally, ye Lingyue did not forget to turn back and severely "warned" goddess Luoyin.

"Don't follow me. If I find out you're following me, I don't mind drawing ten dollars and eight dollars on your fiance's more beautiful face than a woman."

When she put down the cruel words, the tender back beside her suddenly became stiff.

Today, for Ren Tu Tian, it is suffering day.

He had just been cut by Ye Lingyue's tongue, and his body was cut full of scars by the ill feeling. Two big enemies were near him, but he could not resist.

In ye Lingyue's Sen Leng's eyes, don't say is to move what ghost idea, he is even the superfluous idea does not dare to give birth to one.

Although Ren tutian was injured, he was a martial arts man with good constitution. He helped him to be sentimental all the way. They went all the way, until the goddess Luoyin could no longer catch up with him.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Ye Lingyue simply goes back to the shrine occupied by Yu Nianzhi and others earlier.

The unkind face, has become very ugly, his eyes are also closed, just put down, on the "pa" fall to the ground.

The head of the puppet doll still bit him by the neck and sucked the blood of affection happily.

The head, which was only the size of a fist, became the size of a watermelon.

"He's dead. The puppet doll will suck up his blood and his power."

Although Ren Tu Tian couldn't speak, he could see such a scene of fickleness, and his heart was very evil.

"Go and find all these herbs, or I'll kill you."

Ren Tu Tian takes another warning look from ye Lingyue. Ren Tu Tian looks at the paper in his hand, and the name of the herb on it startles him again.

These herbs are all good antidotes, but with these herbs, it is impossible to completely cure puppet doll poison.

Ren Tu Tian's mouth was turned to show disdain.

Can wait for him to react, his neck is a pain, a bloody brand stabbed into his neck.

"This is nuyin. You'd better listen to me, or I'll make you worse than death. It's worse than Yu Nian's death."

When ye Lingyue's voice fell, Ren Tu Tian felt that there was an irresistible voice in his head, ordering him, and he immediately went to find herbs.

Ye Lingyue will be ill will settle in the small shrine, she wants to check the injury.

But the head of the puppet doll hanging on the tender neck is like a loyal guard dog. As soon as ye Lingyue approaches, it makes a crazy hissing sound, like a mad dog. As long as ye Lingyue gets close, he will not hesitate to rush up and bite.

"Tut, I dare to show my malice to my aunt."

Ye Lingyue spat.

Her palms beat with a pale flame.

The flame, not black or white in color, was emitting an astonishing heat.

Seeing the fire, the puppet doll who was still very arrogant shrank.

There was a look of horror in the bottom of my eyes.

"Get rid of all the evil things in the world, ashes."

Ye Lingyue pupil slightly shrink, that touch of gray fire, like a wake-up police dog, jumped up.

As soon as the fire touched the head of the puppet doll, the puppet doll made bursts of shrieks, just like the crying of a baby, which made the tympanic membrane prick.

In the blazing fire, the head was burned to ashes.

Ye Lingyue dismisses Ren Tu Tian, just to better heal the ill feelings.

She also knew that puppet dolls were a kind of evil and evil creature.

Ordinary herbs can only relieve its residual poison.

If you want a radical cure, you must use her tripod breath.

Seeing the puppet doll don't burn to death, ye Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"The sentimentality has passed out, can't it poison the viscera?"

Ye Lingyue hesitated under, bent down, will feel the pulse for affection.

But her hand, just touched the fickle neck, the fake has been "comatose" fickleness, suddenly opened her eyes.

"Who did you just say was like a woman?"

Although it is lost in the past memory, but hear others say his taboo, heartless instinct or angry.

With the momentum of rapid thunder, his slender fingers grasped the dead hole on ye Lingyue's neck

four eyes were opposite. Ye Lingyue did not expect that, in the case of highly toxic in his body, fickleness could still keep a little sober.

It has to be said that, compared with that in the human world, fickleness has grown a lot.

Ye Lingyue has a headache.

"How can you believe it? I didn't mean to hurt you. You don't remember me, I don't blame you, but you and I are really good friends, good friends who have lived through life and death, who have experienced adversity

"Good friend?"

The sentimental sneer.

He has no friends.

Even Luo Yin and Luo Yan Fang Xian were his saviors.

The word "friend" is too strange to him.Qingqing knows that he shouldn't believe it, but for some reason, when he hears ye Lingyue spit out two words of "good friend", his heart seldom stirs, as if touched by the heartstrings, gently move.

This woman is poisonous in her mouth and heart, but she looks like It's beautiful.

Especially when she spoke, she breathed out like blue, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were like two pools of clear spring. Her clean one eye looked at the bottom, making people relaxed and happy.

The ungrateful finger should have broken her beautiful neck, but it was so weird that he couldn't do it.

Her skin is very good, even the neck, but also smooth without any pores, just like a good piece of silk, let him some love.

The original hard hearted hand under the heavy hand, unconsciously released a few minutes.

Fingers groped through ye Lingyue's neck, a kind of shudder like feeling, surged to my heart.

Sentimental like a demon, staring at ye Lingyue's constantly moving lips.

The red lips, like the sweetest honey, are waiting for him to take a bite.

This kind of feeling is unprecedented, even in the face of Luo Yin.

Sometimes, when he and his wife kiss her, they will be very intimate with her.

Qingqing also tried to kiss, but every time, he just felt the breath of goddess Luoyin, felt dirty, subconsciously avoided.

But this time, it's different.

He likes her breath, her appearance.

Even if you know that she is a poisonous poppy, beautiful and contains lethal toxins.

But he still like a moth to a fire, desperate, want a kiss Fangze.

Just one bite Fickleness is like a greedy child. Unconsciously, she moves her hand upward and falls on the lips of Ye Lingyue.

He groped gently, and his eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Breathing has been spitting on ye Lingyue's face.

Ye Lingyue's eyes suddenly widened. In her eyes, a tender face was reflected. Earlier, because of excessive blood loss, she became like a white paper face, because of the ideas in her brain, it became ruddy.

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