Chapter 1381

Her dark red eyes sank quickly, and she raised the corner of her lips and looked deeply at Duan Ziyin. "Why, the left Dharma protector will have pity on her, what is it for?" Her voice is slow and slow, but it makes Duan Ziyin's back tighten.

Duan Ziyin's body is stiff. She looks at yuefusang hesitantly. She sees that his eyes and eyebrows are light and his face is cold without any expression. My heart was tight, I released my hand slowly, and I restrained my look in my eyes. I leaned over to Su Kui and said, "I'm sorry, my subordinates just want to send it to him in person. I just left. Maybe miss Jingsi misunderstood me!" She meant something.

The cold eyes looked at the mirror deeply, as if they were looking at the dead. Mirror Si's body is cold, clenched her teeth, grabbed the whip, but her gait is stable. She trotted over and held up the whip with both hands.

Su Kui smiled and glanced at Duan Ziyin. His red lips opened gently. "I hope so."

The next moment, a crack in the air ring.

Blood red full of barbed whips, mercilessly fell on Yue Fusang, then with full strength, Su Kui did not show any mercy.

She had a bewildering smile on her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, and she was dressed like a monster in red. The whip in her hand is like a small snake. In her hand, it seems to be endowed with life.

Mirror Si can't help but step back and turn white.

At that time, the arm of yuefusang was directly hit, and the skin and flesh were split. The high-quality blue clothes split instantly, and the thick blood rushed out of the wound. Deep bone.

However, the more Fusang's cool eyes, always calm as usual, as if the torture did not fall on him.

Except for his pale face, there was no pain on his face. This is totally different from what Su Kui wants to see! She puckered her lips and scratched a fierce color in her bloodstained eyes.

"Pa --"

the more Fusang swayed, except for that face, his body was crisscrossing with countless bloodstains. But he didn't say a word all the time. His hands were tightly clenched by the chains. In his eyes, there was no love or hate, as if he couldn't see sunflower.

"Why not beg for mercy, eh? Don't you hate it?! "

If you can't get it, destroy it! She was bloodthirsty, and her eyes were red. That was the omen of her killing.

Jingsi's heart is tight. She's going to be possessed?! Every time she appeared this look, she would not stop. She hesitated, whether to rush up to block. However, she has a mediocre experience. In many years of serving Su Kui, she has only learned some kung fu skills of tripods, which can't stop Su Kui, who has passed through thousands of troops without injury.

Just then, Su Kui's whip was suddenly blocked by a man.

Su Kui looks at Duan Ziyin.

She slowly hooked her lips, dropped the bloody whip and hissed, "left Dharma protector, our bishop teaches slaves, do you want to interfere? Are you brave, or do you like him, eh? "

Smell words, the more Fusang light eyes, across a cold, he pursed his lips, deep lifting eyes, looking to be covered by Duan Ziyin half of the body because Manjusri.

Red clothes are better than fire. In the eyes of blood, they are arrogant and arrogant. Their actions are not in accordance with the secular rules.

There is no way to take such a monster.