Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 896 Marriage First, Love Later (35)

Yun Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked at her mockingly with red eyes, "What? For him, you really forgot what you are?"

Bianhua, born of the dead, is bloodthirsty and cruel, full of hostility.

Let it not kill?
Wouldn't that be equivalent to letting people not eat alive?
What an irony!

His yin and yang tone was sharp and piercing.

The crimson at the bottom of the eyes is also like a flaming hellfire, with a more demonic aura.

Let the extremely uncomfortable words, nakedly lift the fig leaf on the bright side, and mercilessly poke at her Achilles' heel.

She instantly turned cold, and the gentleness at the tip of her eyes faded away.

"Yun Yan, do you really think I won't touch you?"

Yun Yan sneered, "Okay, then you can kill me."

"Anyway, there is no one now. You killed me, and no one knows."

"However, even if you want to kill me thousands of times, I still have to say that you are a dead flower, and you will never stop killing!"

"Because...that's your instinct."

His red eyes were full of malice, and his extremely red lips raised an extremely large arc, mocking her like a ghost.

The surrounding time froze, and the flying dust was also frozen in the void, unmoving.

The smell of monsters filled the sky, intertwined with the endless stench of blood, like undead entangled in shackles, bursting out of the ground, intending to destroy everything it went.

The airflow in the air fluctuated violently, and the black rubber rain boots in the corner were also knocked down on the ground.
He smiled cruelly, looked at her, and completely tore up the disguise she had been deliberate all along.

This is the most familiar feeling between the same kind and the same kind. He spoke out the desire in her heart without any scruples, put it on the bright side, and exposed it to the blue sky.

The most repressed evil, the more willful growth.

Her face was icy cold, and the hand that was kept in the dark turned into a fist in an instant.

It was squeezed tightly, and the joints turned white.

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After a long, long time, she suddenly laughed, lowered her long eyelashes, and spoke calmly.

"You're right, killing is indeed my instinct."

She explained lightly, without denying it.

Born as the flower of the dead, if she wants to be strong, she can only continuously gain strength from killing and absorb the spirits of the undead.

It was an instinct she was born with, and it was impossible for her to overcome it.

"However, the difference between me and you is that I can control my instincts, while you"

"Can you?"

Her eyes were cold, slightly drooping, with the meaning of looking down.

With a gorgeous appearance and a reckless flamboyant body, it seems as if time has flowed backwards in an instant, and she has returned to thousands of years ago, to the moment when she was born in the sea of ​​flowers thousands of years ago.

At that time, she was fearless, unrestrained and natural.

Controlling the hell fire that can destroy everything, protecting a sea of ​​flowers, brutal and protective.

She is the first flower demon of the other side born between heaven and earth, with an unparalleled beauty and beauty, and her figure is all over the country.

No matter how much time has passed, and no matter how many things have been experienced.

From the beginning to the end, she was the only symbol of noble existence, the tallest and most outstanding existence in the demon clan.

Everyone wanted to be her, but she was the only one.

There is no substitute.

Because, she has always lived incomparably transparently.

Publicity and free and easy, always fearless.

Yun Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he fell silent for a moment.

(End of this chapter)