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

Chapter 455
Xie Wanrong turned around, she walked gracefully and resolutely, she was afraid that if she stayed even for a second longer, she would not be able to bear it, and she would regret it.

Qi Jinghuan's dark eyes flashed slightly, and he swept across the spirit gathering stone in his hand, his beautiful eyebrows raised a little bit, he forced his breath, and stood up with his backhand, his figure shuttled under the dark night, with his slender arms raised, pressing on the Xie Wanrong's shoulder, "What do you mean?"

What happened to the game in her mouth?Qi Jinghuan's blood was slowly draining, he held on to his strength and grabbed her wrist.

The night was dark, and the sound of rustling wind and falling leaves could be heard very clearly in this thick night.

Qi Jinghuan was panting heavily behind her, Xie Wanrong restrained her expression, and before turning around, she chuckled lightly, "What should I call you? The Supreme Demon Lord?"

If he was not seriously injured now, Xie Wanrong would definitely turn around and beat him up. He lied to her, lied to him, and now he is still pretending to be confused with her.

Qi Jinghuan's complexion changed, his lacquered pupils darkened instantly, and his voice sank slightly: "Wan'er, you already know...I'm not trying to hide it from you, I'm just waiting for a suitable time to tell you."

He took her hand lightly, he didn't know why Xie Wanrong was furious, he just thought that the identity of the Demon Lord had frightened her.

In a flash, he was already standing in front of Xie Wanrong.

Those deep eyes seemed to be filled with all the tenderness in the world. He looked at her, his figure was almost unsteady, and the blood-stained moon-white robe formed a sharp contrast.

Xie Wanrong's eyes were full of irony at this moment with his tenderness and gaze. She took a deep breath, calmed down the anger hidden in her heart, and said coldly: "Qi Jinghuan, the Juling Stone is already yours, you and I There is no need to get entangled with this, you should kill me now, so as not to worry that I will seal you in the future." She suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, smiled, and her cold almond eyes met his gaze: "If there really is a day, I can , I will definitely not show mercy!"

Even Xie Wanrong knew that what she said was angry, how could she, and it was impossible for her to have this ability.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Qi Jinghuan tightened his grip on Xie Wanrong's wrist fiercely, he forced her to back up, his voice was hoarse, but he stood up suddenly: "Wan'er, you think I'm approaching you for this gathering Lingshi?"

Xie Wanrong felt a strong pressure enveloping her head, she raised her eyes without retreating, only to look at the pale to colorless face again, her heart tightened uncontrollably, "The famous Nine The prince suddenly favors me, a waste? That's great, I should be glad."

Qi Jinghuan's complexion changed suddenly. He held her hand and placed it on his blood-stained heart. His voice was hoarse and low, and he said word by word: "Here, Wan'er, do you feel it? This heart is beating for you. It’s been a tough journey, and you still don’t believe me?”

The sound of a strong heartbeat reached her fingers, she tremblingly wanted to stop, but he pressed her heart tightly, the temperature there was scorching hot, which easily made Xie Wanrong lose her mind.

The wall that surrounded her heart with great difficulty seemed to collapse in an instant. She believed in him, but she didn't believe in herself.

"You don't have to lie to me again." Her voice was rough, and she wanted to escape.

Suddenly a strong palm wind hit his face, he finally couldn't hold back anymore?
Before she could react, the sharp fist brushed past her ears, and hit the thick tree trunk behind her fiercely, causing the fallen leaves to scatter, and all of them fell down in an instant.

(End of this chapter)