Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 269 This kind of woman is most afraid of death. 1
The cold wind blew across his scarred heart, the bloodstains flickering and disappearing, just looking at it made the pain unbearable, but Nan Jue didn't think it was uncomfortable enough, so he calmly tore it aside. Zhu Hanshuihua pressed on the bloody heart, and the Hanshuihua immediately pressed against his heart, and the cold air slowly spread around his heart bit by bit, freezing his blood at the same time, sharply The ice-like cold needle pierced his chest everywhere, and quickly spread into the shape of a cold sleeping flower.

It was clearly an indescribable pain, but Nanjue's face did not show the slightest sign of pain. Instead, it was as lazy and calm as ever. It seemed that this kind of pain was a kind of pleasure that he was very used to, and even Said that this was a kind of enjoyment for Nan Jue, and gradually smoothed the gloom in his eyes.

When Bai Ji got close to the Hanshui flowers, he still had to build an invisible light shield around himself to avoid being attacked by the cold air emitted by the Hanshui flowers. He knew very well that once his body was infected with this cold air, he would feel overwhelmed with pain. , but when he saw Nan Jue lying in the middle of the flowers lazily as usual, he wasn't that surprised. After all, he was used to this master who always took pleasure in self-torture.

Or to put it another way, when others feel unhappy or hurt, they should try to make themselves feel better, but Nan Jue is not. Every time he is unhappy, he will torture himself even more painfully like self-punishment, as if only in this way Only then can I feel the almost perverted pleasure permeating from the depths of my heart.

However, when he came to Nan Jue, he saw that Nan Jue rubbed the Hanshuihua on his heart this time...

Bai Ji was slightly startled.

Although he is used to Dijun's way of doing things differently from ordinary people, and he also knows that Dijun often tortures himself because he feels uncomfortable for some reason, but he didn't expect to do this this time... Moreover, Dijun didn't even see the slightest pain on his face. arrive.

Bai Ji seemed to be able to feel that this time the emperor was probably more unhappy than ever before, but he didn't know what was causing the unhappiness.

When he approached, Nan Jue opened his eyes, blinked his eyelashes lightly, the bottom of his eyes was cloudy and lazy, he opened his mouth slowly, his tone was as casual as usual, "how is she?" ?”

Naturally, Bai Ji knew who Nan Jue was referring to, she lowered her eyes and replied softly: "I vomited, and passed out again."

Nan Jue narrowed his eyes lightly, said "ah", but didn't say anything.

It stands to reason that Nan Jue didn't have any instructions, and Bai Ji should have stepped back immediately after reporting, but this time he couldn't help but say, "I let the elves in Merlin take good care of me, what's new?" The situation will be reported to the emperor truthfully."

Nan Jue thought for a while, nodded, paused his eyes again, seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, with a very puzzled expression, and then said a word from his mouth coldly, "report What am I doing?"

Bai Ji frowned and said nothing.

Nan Jue: "Unless she commits suicide, don't bother me." Then, Nan Jue suddenly pulled the corner of his lips in a mocking way, and smiled coolly, as if he was talking to himself, "She won't commit suicide either. This kind of woman is most afraid of death."

(End of this chapter)