When the little guy meets Hui'an, who is masked, Hui'an suddenly makes a move and marks a white mark on the back of his hand.
Hui'an was kicked out by him on the spot and couldn't get up because of the pain.
But the little guy was obviously not satisfied with the result. In the end, she kept Huian's hand.
He only thought that the little guy would do it because he was angry.
After all, in her daily life, most of the people who like to jump up and down provocation think that they are mentally handicapped.
Now it seems that he still doesn't know her well.
This little thing seems to have an almost persistent pursuit of perfection for any inch of her body. She doesn't allow anyone to hurt any inch of her body, even if she scrapes a white mark on the back of her hand, it's not allowed.
In other words, how do you provoke verbally? Once or twice, she may miss you when you are a mental handicap, or she may be unable to bear to beat you to fly out the third time.
But
If you hurt her body, she will change like a devil, and you will never die!
Mo Lian and Chen look at each other silently, and they all see a deep worry from each other's eyes.
The state of the little guy, in a deep sense, is that there is a devil in his heart, which is very unfavorable to the five spirit cycle test that he must experience when he is promoted to the divine realm in the future.
Longyan City East, Qinfu.
Qin Hong, who was pruning a unique herb in the warm room, heard the sound of footsteps rushing from behind. He did not turn his head, but said coldly, "everything has been done?"
"Failed, my Lord."
Qin Hong's steady gesture was slightly askew.
Click a pair of scissors and cut off half of the graceful herbs.
The middle part of the herb was cut off, and the root part was rapidly withered. In less than a second, a good herb turned into withered branches and leaves and drooped down.
Qin Hong stared at the scissors in his hand with painful flesh on his face. He wished he could make a hole in the head of the visitor.
Looking at the terrible expression of the owner of his family, the middle-aged man who came to report the news slightly shakes his shoulders, slightly shakes his eyes, and immediately drops his head.
Qin Hong threw the scissors on the ground and tried to control his anger. He asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"
"My Lord, the lamp of C-8's life just broke."
"What." Qin Hong couldn't believe his ears. He hurriedly lifted up his clothes and said, "take me to see."
Qin Cao is a powerful arm around the Qin master, and he can understand his eyes very well.
Hearing this, the Qin family leader hurriedly took him to the small Buddhist hall where the life lamp of the elite dead man was enshrined.
They hurried in and saw four or five rows of life lights in the small Buddha Hall, shaking in special transparent vessels.
The third life lamp in the last row has disappeared completely.
Qin Hong's mouth was drooping, and his eyes were full of confusion.
"What's the message to the life lamp Miniatures?"
When Qin Cao reached for a wipe, the scene in the miniature of life lamp jumped out.
However, the life lamp miniature can only capture a small piece of information, so both of them are just scared to see it. The small face in the virtual shadow is paralyzed to stare at C-8 with the eyes of the dead, and the cheek of C-8 is dented with one punch.
"What power is this?" Qin Hong couldn't help exclaiming.
Qin Cao can't help but lift his sleeve and wipe the cold sweat on his head.