Will not appear anymore.
The sound of metal peeling flesh
As Tian only makes a terrifying sound
Like a musical instrument,
Its performance, obviously, search for it
The person does not intend to release girls.
Sound that penetrates the skin tissue
The sound continues, the girl’s body
Several hands were stained with blood, spores
The two countries are sluggish, if not for the knife again and again
The weak reaction from below, address
People suspected that she was just one
An imitation doll of Mingli. There is no other area beside the stone pillar, around
In the shape of a ring, like Xi Luchang
A dark and damp underground prison.
I don’t know what the reason is, the swordsman is not another ruler.
But Ji Yong himself performed the sword
carried out.
Dressed in casual clothes, use Jane
Ji Tuan who tied the hair with the single hair tuo
Rotate the comparison dagger in your hand
Also Oda Luo’s little blade, Yang
To observe every piece of Shaoan's body
The skin seems to be broken
Erdu, the savage force has been hit by the sword
It's pity to good.
It's not so much that Chi is copying
Torture, looks more like entering
Shape art sculpture, girl's body.
In Chi’s eyes, it’s not a person, but Pi is
Persuade things, not even living things.
The king of swordsman said that the furnace is pure and pure,
At this moment, the sticky side is not a child
Chi's blood stained Jiang's body
Casual clothes, customer love, cheeks
But it doesn’t seem to care,
The expression is hopeless and unhappy, so calm
, This is not in the opposite
The profanity and torture of life.
The girl who was taught on the stone pillar.
Tilting his head, dying, and
In the second line of base, life is like that crazy.
The Luwei where Fengzhong is dragging is always
May be uprooted.
Curly circles, thighs, abdomen,
Breast, Shengsong, light or heavy
Scratches occupy almost every second opening
Skin, some even hurt meridian channels
Cause a lot of bleeding, it's hard to believe
There are faint pens.
It's a male monster. It's a male. "Ji Zhoutian
Repair wounds.
After face-to-face torture began,
Ji always talks to the girl when she uses her toilet
After chatting, Tian started to respond
Until now, the object has not lived
He responded, even the pain
The numb girl listened thoroughly
I don't understand Ji's language anymore.
Ji Yong wiped the splash on his face,