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

Chapter 163 Passionate but always seems ruthless

Jiang Ling glanced at the young man, then at the tightly clasped fingers of the two of them, finally he could only lower his head, turn around and leave.

The door had been closed automatically, and Shen Yue could feel that Jiang Ling was leaving with a probe with spiritual power. After confirming that he was leaving, Shen Yue breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

Bi Lian could clearly see all the small expressions on her face, the blood color was distorted, and the devilish energy was rolling rapidly.

The strong and powerful magic energy made Shen Yue's body tense subconsciously.

The young man laughed, his tone low and slow.

"I didn't expect Master to be so worried about a person. I thought Master's heart was made of iron. I didn't expect that there would be times when his heart softened."

Shen Yue pursed her lips, her expression was calm and unhurried: "Who the hell are you?"

"You already guessed it, didn't you?"

Bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and he was so bloodthirsty to the extreme that he seemed to be born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The evil spirit and blood all over his body, the air of fear and shock stagnated.

"You can know it? You are so powerful, can't you guess it?"

"If you really can't guess, it will make me very sad."

The white-clothed fairy's face was pale and sickly. There was a flash of panic on her face, but it disappeared quickly, and it was still on the surface that seemed to be a calm that no one could break.

"I don't know anyone from the Demon Race."

Bi Lian froze for a moment, then quietly looked at the white-clothed fairy, and smiled idiotically, the laughter became louder and full of sarcasm, and when he finished laughing, he looked at Shen Yue, and said coldly: "Really?"

"Long time no see, brother..."

The words of the latter two senior brothers are full of ridicule and playfulness, and he is looking forward to what kind of expression Shen Yue will show.

But what disappointed him was that Shen Yue still didn't have any fluctuations, as if he had already guessed it, so he didn't feel shocked at all, nor did he feel unbelievable.

Bi Lian is really annoying.

He really hated Shen Yue's expression like this, as if everything he did and what he said was nothing in Shen Yue's eyes, and he never paid attention to it at all.

The white-clothed fairy, she doesn't speak, when her brows and eyes are indifferent, she is like thin ice in an ice cellar, frost and snow floating on the lake, it is so cold that people dare not approach, and they can't approach.

For the junior in front of her, she did not show any joy, sadness or fear.

It seemed that the person in front of her was not the person whom she had deboned and stretched, but a stranger.

Bi Lian's gaze fell motionlessly on that frosty face.

The more he watched, the more his emotions got out of control.

He was so angry that he actually laughed.

"Seeing me standing in front of you in good condition, senior brother, are you disappointed?"

He pulled Shen Yue's wrist, and shook it like he was coquettish when he was young, he tilted his head, and an amazing smile appeared on his beautiful and delicate face, still clean, but no longer pure.

The silver thread hanging on her chest fluttered slowly, and with a white cloth covering her eyes, no one could see the color in her eyes.

She was silent, as if she had nothing to say, as if she didn't want to pay attention to it at all, but didn't want to say it.

Bi Lian's laughter amplified. He was clearly dressed in white, but he couldn't suppress the devilish energy emanating from him. His voice was hoarse and piercing, like a ghost.

The laughter suddenly stopped abruptly.

"What do you mean by not talking? Doesn't senior brother want me to come out? Does senior brother not want me?"

Those wide and slender fingers slowly stroked the face of the white-clothed fairy, caressing gently, tender and affectionate, with some ambiguous breath.

Shen Yue turned her face away, dodging those hands.

The fingers that were frozen in mid-air shrank, and then squeezed the chin of the white-clothed immortal. He leaned over, and the distance between the two suddenly shortened.

There was still a smile on the young man's face, but his brows and eyes were full of gloom and madness, compared with the more indifferent expression of the fairy in white.

The boy looked at her with undisguised brutality and aggression:
"Hiding? Where do you think you can hide now? Shen Yue, have you ever thought about what will happen to me after I come out?"

"I thought you would knelt on the spot and begged me for forgiveness, but I didn't expect you to be more ruthless and cold-blooded than I imagined. Have you forgotten? Forgot about the junior brother who was imprisoned in the sea, or forgot to do it with your own hands?" The apprentice who died under your sword?"

Frost's white eyebrows and eyes seemed to have condensed a layer of frost, which made one's heart startled. The side face was as cold as ice, and the voice was soft and faint, but the words were clear.

"So, what do you want?"

"Do you want to take revenge and kill me?"

"Kill you?" The young man tasted these two words slowly, as if he felt that Shen Yue's question was very simple, and his warm tone was like a poisonous snake, "I won't kill you, how could I be willing to kill you?" ?”

Every time he said a word, he had to come closer. The breathing of the two blended, one was cold and the other was hot. There was a great contrast in the senses, and the atmosphere seemed to become hotter.

Shen Yue seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it out. She basically didn't have pan-polar lust since she was a child. Of course, she didn't know that the big boy in front of her looked at her with extremely explicit desire.

Shen Yue tilted her head uncomfortably, and pursed her lips tightly, the bright red color was extraordinarily beautiful on that pale face.

A different color finally appeared on those calm expressions.

Bi Lian only felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and he kept his eyes fixed, admiring every slightest reaction of hers.

He lowered his head slowly, and his thin lips were almost attached to Bai Yu's ears, the hot air that sprayed out made that small piece of skin red.

"I want to make your life worse than death."

Her hair was hanging down on her chest like snow, and her lips were already pursed into a straight line, which showed that she was not at peace.

The boy's eyes were crazy, and the corners of his lips formed a cruel and cold arc.

Immortal's face like frost covered with indifference, gradually stained with a little beauty, she was angry, but the emotion was short-lived, and quickly returned to indifference, said, "Since you hate me, then kill me , I'm living is also a torture for you, isn't it?"

Her clothes were still spotless, her eyebrows were as cold as ice, and her back was straight, like a green bamboo standing proudly in the snow.

She is not afraid of death, she seems to be not afraid of anything, she always has such a feeling of being ruthless and aloof.

Even at this moment she is weak.

Bi Lian clenched his slender wrists tightly, his eyes were almost reddened by the thick hatred and violence, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"No... just killing you like this is simply too cheap for you." Warm breath moved on her cheeks, and the too close distance made Shen Yue feel unnatural.

(End of this chapter)