Chapter 1291： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 74

Her pitiful, eager look is half-truth, and it really hurts to look at it.

Just watching, the man standing in front of her suddenly raised his hand.

The white fingers with distinct joints pinched her cheek and pressed hard.

In this dark night, I heard the woman's painful cry

"It hurts, it hurts, lighter, lighter"

Then, after the woman's voice fell, a cold voice followed

"It's true."

The deep tone is meaningful.

Xuan Yunzhi's eyes were round

"You, don't you believe me?"

Si Yunxie has deep eyes, staring at her

"You can be trusted?"

"I"

She was so blocked that she couldn't say a word.

Finally, his head wilted again, then raised his hand, hugged the person, and leaned his head against his chest.

"I was wrong"

She raised her head and said again.

Then add another sentence from the back

"Don't be angry."

Si Yunxie's thin lips were still pressed tightly, and he snorted neither lightly nor severely.

Xuan Yunzhi stalked and rubbed his head against his chest, then raised his head eagerly, and kissed him on his toes.

Then look at his face.

It seems to be a bit relieved.

There was a gleam in her eyes, and she hurriedly leaned in and kissed again.

Continue to explain

"I don't want to pretend to be someone else, but they threaten me, and I can't help it."

She has a soft voice, every word

"You saw it just now. If you come one step later, I will die in Xuan Aotian's hands."

Finally, these two sentences successfully moved people.

Si Yunxie lowered his eyes and looked at her.

If there is nothing in her eyes, she swept her up and down.

He glanced at his left arm, with a blood stain.

Xuan Yunzhi followed his gaze.

Thinking of it, this was just injured by Xuan Aotian's sword gas.

Then she covered the wound with one hand and hummed twice

"pain"

Probably after seeing the wound on her arm, Si Yunxie's gloomy and cold expression began to slowly soften.

"Where else?"

The thin lips pressed together and asked.

When Xuan Yunzhi heard this, he realized that he was out of anger.

Suddenly regretted it. Just now in that inn, I should have Xuan Aotian chop twice more.

Maybe the effect will be better than this.

But now except for a sword qi, she is well all over her body, where is there any injury?

Finally, she clutched her chest and said seriously

"It's still a little stuffy"

Si Yunxie stared at her without speaking.

He hugged the person up.

Due to inertia, Xuan Yunzhi wrapped his hands around his neck.

He held her and walked to the inn.

Xuan Yunzhi smiled at once.

He smiled and his eyes were full of radiance.

The two legs kept dangling, revealing the master’s happy mood, and whispered to his ear

"Aren't you angry?"

After speaking, he didn't respond.

She quietly bit his earlobe lightly.

Almost at the same time, Si Yunxie stagnated.

Si Yunxie's thin lips pressed sharply, and his eyes were pitch black, staring at her firmly.

Xuan Yunzhi suddenly became obedient and grinned.

"I, I'll be honest, I won't move anymore."

After speaking, he put his arms around his neck and buried his head in front of his neck.

When he returned to the room, Si Yunxie put the person on the red sandalwood wooden table.

"Tang Yi, get a basin of water."

A deep, cold voice sounded.

With a shriek while speaking, the sleeve of her left arm was torn apart by him along the opening.

A **** mouth was especially obvious on the fair skin.

Tang Yi walked in, took a look, then hurriedly lowered his head.