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

Chapter 348
Qi Jinghuan reached out and pulled Xie Wanrong into his arms, tightly surrounding her soft body, "You will know when the time comes."

He considered carefully: "Wan'er, even if you can't see me in the future, don't kill anyone again."

To prevent her from becoming bloodthirsty after he entered the Huanyou Terrace.

Xie Wanrong nodded slightly, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

She closed her eyes, and the voice in her head broke in again.

She couldn't help frowning, she didn't have hallucinations, someone really wanted to manipulate her!

Could it be... is there something in Huanyou Terrace?
This thought made Xie Wanrong's eyes open, and she had the same thought as Qi Jinghuan.

It's just that she still doesn't know what exists in the Huanyou Terrace, but there is no doubt that there is only one purpose, which is to manipulate her and devour her!
She is still conscious now, she looked at Qi Jinghuan cautiously, hesitated for a while, and got off the bed lightly.

The wrist was suddenly tightly strangled, and a deep voice came from behind her

"Where to go."

Qi Jinghuan opened his eyes and sat up.

Xie Wanrong was stunned, and turned around with a smile: "I'm thirsty."

Qi Jinghuan frowned slightly, and let go of his hand.

Xie Wanrong followed the direction of the corner of the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then turned back and lay down on the bed again.

She is surprisingly lucid now, and she must not waste this opportunity tonight.

Qi Jinghuan did not move after she lay back on the bed.

She closed her eyes anxiously, and waited until the middle of the night before slowly opening those demon pupils.

He quietly moved his body and left the hall.

On the huge bed, Qi Jinghuan slightly opened his eyes, his brows were furrowed almost invisible, what does the little girl want to do?
Xie Wanrong quickened his pace after leaving the bedroom, and found Huanyou Terrace under the thick moonlight.

Her eyes sank fiercely, she flew up, tapped her toes and landed on the floating platform suspended in the air.

"His-"

The sound of snake letters spitting out from the depths of the jungle gradually approached.

Xie Wanrong didn't care about other things, the moment she stepped onto the Huanyou Terrace, a red light suddenly appeared.

Turbulent blood immediately overflowed from the stage, covering her whole body.

Her soul fell into the abyss before, and she was completely unconscious when she opened the Huanyou Terrace, so she didn't know what was going on in the Huanyou Terrace.

Today was different, she fell into the Huanyou Terrace with a clear sense of consciousness, wrapped in layers of blood, her body sank, and she felt that she had fallen into some kind of nothingness.

When I opened my eyes again, I heard chattering and chattering.

"She...how did she come in!"

"What does she want to do?"

"Anyway, the left and right are just containers, what are you afraid of her doing! When our master is resurrected, the demon world will not belong to us yet."

Xie Wan Rongdun looked at her, only to see that there were countless ethereal spirits with different shapes around her.

But she quickly caught two words.

container!

Her bewitching and beautiful eyes were raised sharply, as if she understood everything.

There is a ten-thousand-year-old demon spirit in the Huanyou Terrace who wants to be resurrected, but she gave it this opportunity because of her preference.

Thinking of this, she clenched her teeth, "You guys want to devour me?! Dreaming!"

She turned the Purple Jade Seven Absolute Whip at her waist, infused with the spiritual power of the five elements, and swung the whip down fiercely and neatly.

"what!"

"what!"

Several little demon spirits were scattered instantly.

She sneered: "Where is your master? If you want to use me as a container, why don't you let me see if she is worthy!"

(End of this chapter)