Chapter 1289： Master's Little Demon Girl (62)

Chapter 1289 Master's Little Demon Girl (62)

There is no trace of snow, only a slight sigh, blood in the chest, but he does not know the pain.

Bai Weiwei's smile is so clear and beautiful, his face is no longer the kind of cold, pale, but bloody.

He stepped forward and the knife tip went deeper.

Bai Weiwei's fingers shook. He noticed this hesitant shaking. He had almost no hesitation. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her arms.

He doesn't care if the knife can kill her.

For him, the temperature at which he grips her wrist is all his salvation.

It is a pity that Bai Weiwei’s wrist has turned and he has to break away from his bondage.

Snow has no eyes on her eyes, she doesn't care about her struggles. His silver hair is scattered in a messy way, and the lips are lightly opened. "Wei Wei, are you back?"

He is still afraid that this is a dream.

Bai Weiwei’s eyes are cold and his smile is unchanged. “Come back to kill you.”

The chest has no cramps in the chest, but it is not because of the wound, but because of the emotion.

Emotional and tempting is his poison.

The snow has no traces, and his lips are hooked up, and the corners of his eyes are gentle smiles.

No longer hypocritical, pretending to be gentle.

It is from the heart, the tenderness that cannot be suppressed.

This man is so beautiful and beautiful at the moment.

Bai Weiwei’s eyes were confused for a moment, and she stepped back and wanted to leave him.

But in the next moment, she was suddenly buckled, and the snow was dead and she was holding her, with **** smell, and a desperate attack.

Her breath, familiar aroma, bells on her ankles, familiar voices.

All of his life is dead, and the unspeakable light re-emerges.

How is she dead, she wants his life.

He gave her.

How did she survive, and it doesn't matter what she did when she came back.

The most important thing is that she is back, even if it is to kill him, he is also very willing.

He was wrong at the beginning, and he was wrong to think that death can take away the venom of this poison.

But death is a terrible abyss. She is dead, and he will never be free.

There was no tears in the corner of the snow. He held her hard, felt the knife in her hand, penetrated the ribs, and entered the sound of the internal organs.

A master of the demon seems to be waiting to attack him.

When he saw him showing his back and holding Bai Weiwei, the shadow appeared quickly, and a poisonous cold blade slashed down behind him.

But wait for the knife to fall to the back of the snow.

The snow did not even look back, did not remove his eyes, he suddenly shot, one-handedly pulled the sword back.

The long sword is like a flying knife, piercing the heart of the sneak attacker.

It's fast and doesn't give anyone a chance.

He was seriously injured and still an unspeakable existence.

Bai Weiwei’s eyelids tightened, and all the people she ambushed were killed by the snow.

She wants to break his arms, but he does not succumb to it.

This kiss is full of blood and unstoppable entanglement.

His tongue was bitten by her.

The blade of the chest could not penetrate deeper because it caught his ribs.

She still has no internal strength, so her strength is similar to that of ordinary people.

Even if he stood still, she took a knife into his chest and could not kill him.

She was pressed to the trunk by him, and all the blood on his chest was dyed on her dress.

Bai Weiwei couldn't make it, and when he was worried, he pulled the knife out of his hand.

(End of this chapter)