Leng Wei's hand caressed Sheng'er's cheek, touching her bloodshot face, with tenderness in his eyes, "Even if you are ruthless to me, I still don't regret falling in love with you..."

Sheng'er's eyes turned hard, he pulled out the knife, and stretched out his pink tongue to lick the tip of the knife alluringly. There was a drop of blood, which was extremely bright, implying wisps of red light.

Swallowing the blood, Leng Wei clearly saw that the bloodstain on Sheng'er's face began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black lotus in her neck, which was like a black sunflower, bloomed another small flower, which was covered by the bloodstain. During the healing period, the flowers slowly climbed to her lower jaw, and it seemed that there was more incredible in the horror.

"Sheng'er, your face..." Leng Wei spoke in a low voice, enduring the great pain.

Sheng'er looked at him cruelly, "Did you see? My face is slowly recovering, Luo Qingyue, that bitch, can't hurt me. No matter what price I pay, I will see Luo Qingyue's life worse than death." Relieve hatred, so, Leng Wei, your death is worth it."

Leng Wei closed his eyes and opened them again. He was no longer as energetic as before, "Holy...Holy Son...Luo Qingyue didn't steal your face at all, right?"

Sheng'er looked cold, "I say what I say, you know what you should know, you can be a smart ghost."

As soon as the words fell, she stroked Leng Wei's heart very hard, and with a little force, a sinister force pierced Leng Wei, "You are already, useless."

His violently opened eyes suddenly widened, "Holy..."

Until the cold fell on Sheng'er's body, Sheng'er didn't blink his eyes.

A breath of death spread in the hall, Sheng'er withdrew from under Leng Wei, put on her skirt, and she put on the clothes for Leng Wei again, after a while, her face had almost recovered, come on Going to the bronze mirror, I took a look at the black sunflowers on my neck. There used to be one, but now there are two.

Black patterns were spread around her neck, eerie, with a dark aura.

Fen clenched her fists tightly, and the knife in her hand instantly turned into powder. She flicked her wide sleeves slightly, and the powder disappeared, a cold-blooded smile stained her hideous face, "Luo Qingyue, do you think I'm still the same as I used to be? Slaughter? Dreaming! Everything you have done has really made me taste the pain of 'rebirth'... I will pay you back twice, so that you will live in a nightmare for the rest of your life, and life is worse than death. …”

At this time, the time is still early.

Sheng'er glanced at Leng Wei, who had long since died, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. In fact, Leng Wei treated her pretty well, but he was a seed of infatuation. However, she didn't like him. What she wanted was that man. !

The corners of her lips curled into evil arcs, Sheng'er put on a black gauze hat, and walked out of the hall.

At this point in time, Yeliuhen will not come.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, she came to a dark secret room. After passing through a series of iron gates, she came to the deepest place. This place is the center of the dark underworld. Long before, her life was cold. We built this place secretly, Yeliuhen, kept in the dark!

The iron door rang loudly, and Sheng'er walked in a hurry. In the secret room, there were countless iron chains, and a man in a purple robe was bound to the stone wall by iron chains.

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