Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 2019 Desperate Hate [1]

Bing Wu stared at him, waiting for his next words.

"The more you resist, the more exciting you are, the more you will annoy a man. Why do you think I don't like to use force?"

"You!" Bing Wu turned pale.

She, like Black Soul, is a soul body. The difference is that Black Soul has been in the prison for 500 years and has already gotten used to everything here. Even if he is a soul body, he is also a very powerful soul body, because he has completely All adapted to the dark.

"You are shameless!"

"Baby, you won't say that later." Heihun's eyes were cold, "You just became a soul body, so you must have never tasted the dual cultivation of souls, it's the same as having sex with a man and a woman."

Bing Wu wished to cut the black soul in front of her into pieces, her mind was working quickly, and suddenly, she smiled, "Since you have said that, then... come on."

Heihun squinted, and the person who had been resisting suddenly took the initiative, and he couldn't help being curious about the reason for this.

"However, before I come, I want to speak to you."

"What?"

"Come here a little bit, I just want to tell you alone..."

Knowing that there were guards outside, Black Soul took a step closer to Bing Wu, stretching his head forward slightly.

Bing Wu leaned close to his ear, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, she closed her eyes suddenly, and summoned the Soul Slaughter Blade with all her energy.

Heihun's eyes darkened, he took a step away from her suddenly, and slapped Bingwu's wrist with his right hand, the soul-killing blade that had just been summoned immediately left Bingwu's hand, and landed in the corner with a bang.

Heihun saw the difference in the sword at a glance, "What an elf princess! She actually uses such a sinister weapon."

Bing Wu was in a hurry, mobilizing force, and wanted to summon the Soul Slayer Blade to her side, but no matter what she did, the Soul Slaughter Blade in the corner remained motionless.

"Don't waste your energy. With your remaining force, you can barely summon your weapon. As for controlling it... let's talk about it when you recover."

Bing Wu's heart fell like an ice cellar, "What did you say?"

"Before you were cramp and skinned, the pain caused your vitality to be severely injured. You no longer have the extra strength to use that sword. You, a fledgling soul, dare to show off your power in front of labor and management. Do you really think you are a vegetarian?"

Bing Wu stared at him with wide almond eyes.

"I have been in the soul prison for 500 years, and you haven't even stayed in it for five days. Do you think you can destroy me?"

fact!

Bing Wu felt so stupid for a moment.

Hei Hun glanced at the Soul Slaughter Blade in the corner, that sword did great damage to the soul body, he could feel it, and it was because of this that he didn't touch it.

"Sure enough, you don't want to eat a toast and eat fine wine, and you're planning to bully me?"

Bing Wu stared at his angry eyes, felt his angry breath, and thought of his purpose for coming here, she subconsciously shook her head, plus she couldn't use the Soul Slaughter Blade, she felt a little scared in her heart, " no……"

Soul Killing Blade!
Soul Killing Blade!
What Bing Wu wants most now is to use the Soul Slaughter Blade!
As long as you get the Soul Slaughter Blade, this person will definitely die.

But—fantasy is beautiful, reality is cruel, and the Soul Slaughter Blade is in the corner in front of her eyes. Because it is locked by the soul chain, which limits the range of activities, she cannot touch the Soul Slaughter Blade.

Despair, spreading in the bottom of my heart bit by bit...

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(End of this chapter)