Chapter 1284： Master's Little Demon Girl (57)

Chapter 1284 Master's Little Demon Girl (57)

When the snow was holding her out, a bunch of people came up and wanted to see if he had anything.

But suddenly it was opened by a tough force.

A pile of people rolled over the ground and made a scream.

There is no trace of snow in the snow, no cold eyes, no one to see anyone.

His hand is holding Bai Weiwei, his expression is calm but with a daunting madness.

He turned his back to the fire, his face was tight and his red color was printed, and he was so cold with the enchantment.

The system smoked the mouth and did not know what the male owner was doing.

Snow holding her without a trace, step by step forward.

The bell on her ankle was shattered and it was very nice.

The sound of the breathless snow was messy with her bells.

He came to his own cemetery and then lost all his strength and sat down in front of an empty graveyard.

The snow-free sword at the waist fell to the ground, and the blade in the scabbard was still stained with her blood.

The man's expression was indifferent, his hair was long, and his clothes were burnt down by the flames. It looked like a wolverine and a little more pitiful.

He held Bai Weiwei and sat for a while before putting her in the flowering area next to him.

She has a **** wedding dress, her face is quiet, there is no usual noisy, soft and delicate.

The snow reached out without a trace, and she followed her long hair before turning and began to dig the soil by hand.

After digging up the pit, I found that I did not prepare the coffin.

The snow looked at the pit without a trace, and she did not like it without a coffin.

After all, there are many small bugs in the soil, and she is also afraid of dirty.

The snow did not look at her for a while, and she didn't know what she was thinking before she got up and went to find the coffin.

When the flame began to burn, he found himself regretting.

He never regrets doing things, nor does he allow regrets for this kind of emotion.

It was his first time to retreat to bring her body out into the flame.

The snow has left without a trace.

But when he came back, he saw nothing in the flowers.

Only the blood stained by her body.

The coffin on the shoulder of the snow slammed into the ground, and he rushed to the edge of the flowers, reaching out and trying to open the flowers.

No, she is gone.

The snow did not breathe heavily, his eyes were red, his face finally could not be controlled, and he was calmly crushed.

"Wei Wei?"

She disappeared, how could the body be gone, and who was taken away?

The snow-free fingers trembled and grabbed the red-colored flowers, and the pain of a heartbreaking lung finally broke through his hypocritical camouflage.

He gave a low and mournful low.

He found that he actually regretted, and at the moment of her death, he began to regret it.

What brought her out of the fire was his first regret, and this kind of stupidity deceived himself.

When he pulled the sword through her chest, he knew that he had done something wrong, and that he could not forgive himself in his life.

But he did not dare to think, did not dare to touch, strong to the present.

The body of Bai Weiwei disappeared, and it was the last fatal blow to him.

He is completely crushed.

On a tree not far from the cemetery, Bai Weiwei slowly opened his eyes.

"I am alive, am I alive?"

System: "Well, is the body still hurting?"

Bai Weiwei: "It's okay, is there no trace of snow?"

The system glanced at it. "Looking at you everywhere."

Bai Weiwei stretched out her fingers and had blood on her fingertips. She looked at the wound on her wrist and sneered: "I don't want to die, this is a bastard. If you don't brush your heart, I won't leave."

The value of the heart, this stuff can also leave the plane without brushing.

But Bai Weiwei decided to brush it up.

Because she has never seen such a scum in a scum fighter.

In the last one, Xiaomeng’s cake after the test was hard, good night.

(End of this chapter)