The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 92 092: Nan Zhuohua Kills
Mei Zhu lost her gentle patience, and roughly reached out to grab Nan Zhuohua.

Nan Zhuohua slipped under his arm and jumped off the bed, ready to escape.

"Little bitch, you still want to run!"

Mei Zhu turned around and grabbed Nan Zhuohua's slender arm. She wanted to throw her onto the bed with force, but she didn't want to. She didn't grasp the strength for a while, and knocked Nan Zhuohua's forehead against the corner of the bed.

Nan Zhuohua snorted, and lay down on the bed, unconscious, with blood oozing from the right side of his forehead.

"No, it can't be dead."

Mei Zhu was a little panicked, approached slowly, stretched out her hand, and carefully probed Nan Zhuohua's breath, and found that she was still breathing, but passed out, and the panic in her heart was suppressed again.

"Since he's not dead yet, it doesn't affect my young master's happiness."

Meizhu is full of lust, even if she faints, he will not let go of the opportunity to enjoy it.

Licking his thick lips, he knelt on the bed, slowly approached Nan Zhuohua who was lying beside him, and stretched out his hand to untie the thin layer of underwear on her body.

With a lewd smile on his lips: "Don't worry, little beauty, brother will be very gentle in a while, and won't hurt you."

The belt of the inner garment was loosened, revealing the round and tender shoulders of the jade woman, Mei Zhu couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to bully her body to kiss Fangze.

Suddenly.

Nan Zhuohua who was below him opened his eyes, his light golden pupils glowed with a strange glow in the night, he felt a fat body was about to press him up, he kicked him under the bed with force.

"Ouch!"

Mei Zhu sat down on the ground, screaming in pain.

"Little bitch, how dare you pretend to be unconscious."

Mei Zhu was caught off guard by Nan Zhuohua and kicked off the bed. She didn't expect her strength to be so amazing. She raised her head and was about to threaten her: "Little bitch, wait for me."

He saw Nan Zhuohua's eyes clearly, he was horrified, pointed at her, opened his mouth, lost his words: "Ghost, monster, monster."

Those light golden eyes were full of strange light, like ghosts and demons.

Nan Zhuohua, who was sitting on the bed, seemed to be in a daze, looked at his little hands and short body, his mind was completely blank, his mouth was lightly opened, and his eyes were dazed: "Who am I?"

Afterwards, sporadic memory fragments appeared in his mind, Nan Zhuohua closed his eyes with a headache, but the fragments in his mind could not be connected into a complete picture.

She had a terrible headache, grabbed her hair and shook her head violently, trying to get rid of the chaotic memories in her mind.

"Ah!" Nan Zhuohua let out a low growl with a headache, golden light lingered all over his body, his drooping hair was windless and automatic, and his mind was once again chaotic and blank.

"Monster, monster!"

Mei Zhu sat on the ground, kicking her legs back, her eyes no longer showed any wanderlust, only a look of horror remained.

"You say I'm a monster?"

With a slow sound, Nan Zhuohua stood up from the bed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, exuding a coquettish air.

Obviously still the same face, but not like the original little girl.

Mei Zhu only felt the creeps on her skin, and her head was covered with cold sweat. He got up from the ground, turned around and fled, shouting: "Save, save!"

As soon as he yelled twice, Nan Zhuohua's body instantly moved in front of him, hanging in mid-air, his small hands grabbed his neck fiercely.

The golden eyes focused on the plum beads, and there was a demon light, Nan Zhuohua asked: "Who are you?"

The little monster-like face approached, the blood on the forehead flowed from the tip of the eyebrows to the end of the eyes, and finally dripped down the corner of the mouth. Nan Zhuohua stretched out his small tongue and gently rolled it into his mouth, full of flirtatiousness.

Mei Zhu's legs were so frightened that she wanted to collapse on the ground, but Nan Zhuohua pinched her neck.

"Ask again, who are you? Who am I?"

The lazy and breezy voice sounded like a ghost in Meizhu's ears, but this little girl knew who he was, why did she ask, even she didn't know who she was, could it be true that she was possessed by a ghost? up?

Thinking of this, Mei Zhu became more frightened, he was strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound when he wanted to speak.

In order for him to answer the question, Nan Zhuohua let go, the suffocating force disappeared from her neck, Meizhu gasped, and then hurriedly shouted: "Old soul, save me!"

Nan Zhuohua clicked his tongue lightly, "It's really not good."

The elder soul in the courtyard heard the sound in the house and sensed something was wrong, so he immediately went back to the house to check.

Here, Meizhu pushed open the door of the inner room, and was about to take the door to escape. Just as he opened the door, a small hand pierced through his left chest from behind behind him.
There, is where the heart beats.

Behind him, there was the little girl's tender voice, as if she sighed softly: "Really, you haven't answered my question yet, why are you running?"

"If your beating heart is broken, let's see if you can still run."

Hold the beating heart with your little hand, squeeze it hard, and it shatters
Nan Zhuohua hooked the corners of his lips, like a little witch from hell.

Mei Zhu stared at her eyes, stiffened her body, and looked down at the bloody hole in her chest. He suddenly understood that the little girl behind her was really here to seduce her soul.
At this time, the door opened, and Hun Lao stood at the door.

Mei Zhu looked at him expectantly for the last time, and whimpered: "Old Soul, save me."

After finishing speaking, he fell to the ground silently, and there was a bloodstain on the ground.

Nan Zhuohua's hands were covered with blood, and they were still warm. He smelled the smell of blood on his hands, and the corners of his mouth were happy, "Well, it seems like a long-awaited smell."

Hun Lao looked at the plum pearl whose heart had been taken out, and it turned out to be a four or five year old girl who did it. Even if he had seen strong winds and waves, he couldn't hide the turbulent waves in his eyes at this moment.

"you"

Raising his eyes, he looked at Nan Zhuohua, seeing her eyes clearly, the old soul was also shocked.

"You, who are you?"

"Well..." Nan Zhuohua whispered, rubbing the center of her brows, she looked at the old man, "I also want to know who I am, how about you tell me?"

Nan Zhuohua flipped through the memories in his mind, and felt another headache.

Golden eyes.
Elder Hun narrowed his eyes, only that family in the God Realm could have golden eyes.

But, wasn't that clan already extinct a few years ago?
In that aristocratic family, children born with golden eyes all carry a treasure in their bodies, and this treasure has been coveted by everyone in God's Domain for a long time.

If anyone gets it, it will greatly increase the spiritual power of the spiritual practitioner
Old Hun rolled his strange and greedy eyes, slowly approached Nan Zhuohua, and smiled sinisterly: "I don't know who you are, but I know that you have a treasure on you, but it is very valuable."

As he said that, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, the black mist condensed on his hand slapped Nan Zhuohua——

Nan Zhuohua was suffering from a headache, and didn't pay attention to Hun Lao's sneak attack. A cloud of black mist hit her weak body, vomited blood, and passed out on the ground.

Hun Lao sneered: "The descendants of Shenhuang are so vulnerable."

Another cloud of black mist waved from the palm of his hand, ready to kill Nan Zhuohua directly, a blush intercepted halfway, devouring the spiritual power of the old soul.

Yun Ranyue, who was dressed in snow clothes, suddenly appeared and stood in front of Nan Zhuohua.

Looking at Nan Zhuohua on the ground with clear eyes, and then at the shirtless dead Mei Zhu beside him, Yun Ranyue's eyes were filled with frost, chilling Lin Lin.

(End of this chapter)