This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 156 Passionate but always seems ruthless

Like a naughty child, he touched the eyelashes with his fingers, and then gently called the person on the bed the respectful name in that clear and youthful voice.

"Xianzun?"

As expected, there was no reply.

Bi Lian wasn't worried at all, the positions of the two had been reversed now, he was the one who controlled Shen Yue's life and death, so what if he was discovered?
If it really made him unhappy, he would directly tie Shen Yue to the demon clan quietly, and who would find out?Even if it is discovered, who can stop it?

So now he is completely fearless.

Staying here, it's just that he wants to play with it a little bit, and when he feels bored, he can definitely stab Shen Yue down without blinking his eyes.

The tormented fairy in white clothes didn't notice anything wrong with him, her breathing was very light, and her lips were pursed tightly.

She closed her eyes completely subconsciously, just because those pupils that were different from ordinary people would bring too many disasters.

The jade-like fingers were still tightly clutching the corner of the boy's clothes, pulling the corner of the clothes into a mess.

With her eyes closed, she has snow-like silver threads, beautiful white eyelashes, and her bitten lips are bright and erosive.

With her lips parted slightly, she was talking.

She was saying, "...Ronghua...do you want to die?"

The smile on Bi Lian's mouth slowly cooled down, as if he felt that what Shen Yue said was particularly ridiculous, and in his dream, he seemed to want to kill him, what if he knew that he ran out?Are you going to kill him again?
The answer is beyond doubt.

Bi Lian could almost confirm without hesitation that after Shen Yue knew his identity, she would definitely kill him without blinking an eye.

Looking at the hand as thin and white as a magnolia flower coldly and mockingly, he really wanted to break it off just like that.

But what I want to do more is to pull out her muscles and bones, so that she will never be able to hold the sword, so that she will never be able to point the tip of the sword at him!
Does a person who wants to kill him with all his heart and soul need any pity?
If so, then he doesn't have to be softhearted.

After all, there is nothing more profound than pain.

The slight pity that had originally surfaced because of Shen Yue's overly weak and beautiful expression quickly dissipated. He didn't even want to look at that face again, and he didn't have any patience. Desire/Want, with a rough tug of his broad hand, he ripped off the belt embroidered with exquisite patterns, and threw it on the ground casually.

The belt was torn off suddenly, and the soft and wide white shirt immediately spread out, layer by layer, like a blooming white camellia, giving people a great sense of visual impact.

Snow-white hair, pale face, frosty eyelashes, and lips more gorgeous than blood.

She is like a fallen fairy.

Chaotic yet holy.

The exposed collarbone is thin and prominent, like a crescent moon on the bottom of the sea.

The aroma seems to be stronger, and it keeps drilling into the tip of the nose. Every breath is sweet but not greasy, which is very addictive.

No one can deny the beauty in front of them.

Bi Lian watched, bent down, with a fanatical expression on his handsome and delicate face, but his eyes were calm, shrouded in a gloomy darkness, filled with danger and violence that could erupt at any time.

His voice was hoarse, this time he didn't pretend to be a pure boyish voice, but his real voice, ear-grinding, hoarse, like the sound of sharp stones rubbing against each other.

The young man should be happy, with a brisk tone, "Xianzun, does your body still hurt? Do you want me to touch it, and it won't hurt anymore."

He spoke low-grade words, but there was no ambiguous tenderness in his expression.

It's brutal indifference.

is the desire for peace.

The snow-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she tilted her head, and her neck drew a beautiful and smooth arc, slender and slender.

She was in great pain, because the boy played tricks with evil intentions.

The cold sweat on her forehead grew more and more, she was still desperately enduring it, and she didn't even utter a painful groan.

In fact, Bi Lian was still a little dissatisfied. He wanted to hear Shen Yue's painful voice. The more Shen Yue endured, the more he wanted to break it.

Shen Yue's silence was regarded as his acquiescence, and Bi Lian quickly put aside that dissatisfaction, and stretched out his hand happily to touch the last layer of fabric on her body.

Very thin, very soft fabric.

The white-clothed immortal's chest rose and fell a little fast, and his heart beat fast, thumping, warm and powerful.

He could actually tear it apart easily, the fabric was nothing in his hands, but he didn't want to do that.

He enjoyed this feeling very much. Layers of fabric slipped off, revealing his thinner and slender body, just like unwrapping a very desirable and expensive gift.

The subordinate's body seemed to feel the danger, she was trembling slightly, as if she wanted to escape, but no matter where she tried to hide, she couldn't hide.

Her cold voice was a little hoarse, lustful, and inexplicably sexy.

"Rong Hua..."

She was calling someone else's name. Although it was her other personality, it also belonged to someone else. Bi Lian never thought that she had two.

He was a little displeased, pinching the cheek of the fairy in white, soft and cold.

His cheeks were deformed by his pinching, and the frown became tighter and tighter. Bi Lian pinched it maliciously.

Shen Yue seemed to feel uncomfortable, she stretched out her hand to push away the pair of big hands pinching her face, but no matter how much she pulled, those big hands were like iron tongs, they didn't move at all.

The hoarse voice was full of thick viciousness and gloom.

"Xianzun, have you forgotten? Your apprentice is already dead, killed by your own hands, what do you call him now?"

The snow-white face twisted slightly, but she was pinched by a hand forcefully and effortlessly. She was in pain, not just because of the pain in her body, maybe because it came from the depths of her heart. This kind of pain was worse than physical pain. The pain is more difficult to suppress.

Those lips were too bright, she had bitten them again and again just now, and the lips were as moist as a siren who had just sucked human blood.

She was still whispering, as if she heard Bi Lian's words.

"I killed him..."

The brutal sarcasm in the depths of Bi Lian's eyes became more intense, he didn't even want to hear this person's voice now, his palm slid down and stopped on the slender neck, and then his fingers slowly closed, exerting force.

A sense of suffocation came slowly, the fairy in white didn't struggle, she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and her red lips were talking.

"Ronghua...it hurts..."

Bi Lian's hand stopped.

The thin voice was still speaking intermittently.

"I lied to him..."

"It actually hurts."

　Alas, I want to write a kiss, but I am afraid of being blocked
　　
　
(End of this chapter)