Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The female cultivator wanted to wave her hand, but the force that restrained her wrist became stronger and stronger, the wrist bone was so painful that it seemed to be crushed

generally.She couldn't help moaning in pain...

She turned her head to look at Zhuge Canglan, gritted her teeth in pain, and didn't know whether she should ask for help, there was no one else here, and it must be Zhuge Canglan's fault that she was restrained by such a powerful force for no reason.

The female cultivator thought that as long as she acted carefully, she would not be discovered, but she discovered it just now. This... the little girl is really not easy. I am afraid that she has been guarding her closely all night without letting up.

The female cultivator suddenly felt... this little girl, she is too scary.

Her head was covered in cold sweat from the pain, while Zhuge Canglan's eyes were still tightly closed, motionless, as if he didn't know anything about her.

The female nun opened her mouth to ask for help, but she heard Zhuge Canglan's cold and emotionless voice: "Don't try to use your little tricks in front of me, I can tolerate you staying in front of me for one night is already the limit. "

The nun looked terrified: "Girl, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhuge Canglan said to himself: "Do you know what I hate the most in my life? It's when others plot against me, especially... such schemes that don't come to the surface at all."

Zhuge Canglan was a very guarded person in the first place. How could she relax her guard completely if she wanted to spend a night alone with a completely unfamiliar and scheming woman.

This night, since seeing the female nun for the first time, her every move, including every expression, was shrouded by her divine consciousness.

Although she has been very quiet all the time and seems to be doing nothing, Zhuge Canglan has always been a very patient hunter, and she is completely patient enough to wait for her to move out.

It's a pity... Her methods are too low, too low on the stage.

The female cultivator froze in her heart, and quickly denied it: "Girl, you... misunderstood, I really didn't plot against you, how dare I plot against you, I am wronged!"

She just took out the thing and hasn't moved it yet, how would she know?He must have noticed her actions and thought he was going to harm her, so he stopped her.

It must be like this, as long as she categorically denies it and firmly refuses to admit it, she will not do anything to herself.

Zhuge Canglan snorted coldly and opened his eyes, obviously he was still sitting on the ground one second ago, but the next second his hand had already grabbed the female nun's slender neck: "I said before, don't play tricks in front of me, your point It's a trick that can't catch my eyes at all."

The female cultivator's breathing stopped suddenly, and her hand was very hard. After a while, her face turned red. The strong suffocation made her dizzy and her eyes were bloodshot.

She opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "No... no, I... no, really... no..."

Zhuge Canglan's red lips raised slightly, and the bloodthirsty killing intent that penetrated into the bone marrow made the female cultivator suddenly feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, as if her whole body was frozen into ice cubes, which would shatter when she fell.

Zhuge Canglan lifted the other one, holding a medicine bottle in her hand, she sneered: "No? Then let me ask you... what is this? Don't tell me, it's not yours?",

"I...I..." The nun widened her eyes in horror when she saw the medicine bottle. How did she get the medicine bottle before she took it out?