The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 117

When Xie Wanrong, who was still flying in the air, reached a certain point, his body suddenly shook, and a strong pressure pressed him down.

She gritted her teeth secretly and stretched out her hand.

"Oh!"

A powerful backlash suddenly hit her, like a violent storm, it was about to sweep her whole body, a thunder flashed, and she withdrew her hand instantly.

Xie Wanrong's heart went cold, that pervert had actually set up a powerful thunder barrier here!
Once this kind of enchantment is triggered, one must be subjected to six thunderbolts in order to have a chance to tear the enchantment.

But with a mortal body, just one thunderbolt can kill a person, but with six thunderbolts, there is no chance of survival!

Xie Wanrong was seriously injured by this backlash, but fortunately she withdrew her hand in time, otherwise it would trigger a thunderstorm, and she might really die here.

She tried to hold on to her consciousness, but her body began to fall uncontrollably. She immediately squeezed her breath, and her heart throbbed, which made her unable to concentrate at all.

Suddenly, her body became heavy, her waist tightened, and she was already steadied in a moment of dizziness. A black dress fell into her eyes first. When she looked sideways, half of the silver mask was magnified in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, the anger in her heart surged up, and she said in disgust: "Let me go! Even if I die, I don't need you to save me!"

Xie Wanrong felt it was ridiculous to be rescued by the person he hated the most.

Hearing this, Qi Jingyuan's big hand resting on Xie Wanrong's waist froze slightly, a strangeness flashed in his originally clear eyes, and his expression under the silver mask moved.

Sure enough, he laughed at himself, tightened his arms without sparing any effort, and wrapped Xie Wanrong in his arms so that he could feel a little bit of her warmth.

The clarity in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a perfect smile was drawn on his thin lips.

"Zuzuzu, I like your stubborn temper. You are so interesting, how can I be willing to let you die so soon. The real game has not yet begun."

"You actually set up a thunder barrier here, you are hopeless!"

Xie Wanrong spoke coldly, with no expression on her delicate face, she took off the dark iron dagger calmly, and stabbed hard at Qi Jingyuan's chest.

Qi Jingyuan seemed to have seen her intentions early on, so he didn't hide, he leaned slightly, and the sharp blade pierced an inch below his collarbone with a "hiss!"

He looked at Xie Wanrong with burning eyes, his voice was as hoarse as ever, with a different charm: "This is what I returned to you."

"Give me back? Then you have to die!"

Xie Wanrong chuckled, he thought she would soften her heart when he said that?She drew her sword mercilessly, and the bright red blood seemed to have found its source, and it continued to overflow.

His black hair was blowing in the wind, and the blood on his thin lips under the silver mask gradually faded.

He stared at her for a long time, and after a long while, there was a vague smile on his lips.

He leaned slightly towards Xie Wanrong, leaned his thin lips against her ear, and whispered in her ear: "I am waiting for you to kill me."

Xie Wanrong turned her head to the side in disgust, and was about to do what he wanted and make him a stab, but she didn't expect him to let go suddenly, and she fell down defenselessly.

After calming down, she immediately made a decision, the wind rustled her cheeks, combined with the cold wind, a childish sound came faintly from the ground.

"Don't worry, I will catch you!"

The corners of Xie Wanrong's eyes twitched, and his body had gradually regained his balance.

　77 is going out today, tomorrow's update will be a little later~ Meme~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)