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

Chapter 784
After only staying in the God Realm for two days, in the easternmost palace, one could hear low growls and curses from afar.

"Feng Qingwan! Let me go!"

"Feng Qingwan! I will kill you sooner or later!"

"Thank you Wan Rong! Thank you Wan Rong!"

Xie Wanrong rubbed her ears impatiently, and flirted with Su Jing who was thrown in the corner, "I advise you to maintain your strength."

She lowered her head again, and continued to flip through the pages in her hands.

Summoning?
This doesn't work, the souls of Sujing and Qi Jinghuan have already merged, she shook her head and continued to think about all possibilities.

Her fingers suddenly paused on the shiny words, and her eyes flickered, "Dream."

She is no stranger to the spells in this book, but she has been in the outside world for thousands of years, so she can't remember the specifics.

In the past two days, she kept looking at these names, and her long-lost memory seemed to be slowly recalled.

She supported her arms and looked at Su Jing who suddenly became quiet.

No matter how many times she looked at that handsome face, she would always be amazed. She sighed slightly, and her eyes were a little blank.

"Wan'er...Wan'er..." Su Jing's voice became softer, facing Xie Wanrong's unfocused eyes, he tried to make a sound.

Xie Wanrong stood up abruptly, her voice became hoarse, and she approached Sujing: "Ah Huan!"

"It's me, Wan'er, let me go first." Su Jing struggled twice, her eyes narrowed: "I want to hug you."

Xie Wanrong couldn't help stretching out her fingers, but she knew in her heart that this was not Qi Jinghuan at all, she just wanted to feel it for a second longer.

Su Jing watched Xie Wanrong's fingers touch it, his dark purple eyes were shining brightly, and she kept thinking silently, let go quickly, let go quickly.

"Hiss—" He didn't wait until it was untied, but kicked it hard when it came.

Sujing snorted coldly, then suddenly raised her cold and charming thin lips, and laughed: "Wan'er, tell me, if I destroy this body... Anyway, now that my soul has been fused, I am truly immortal. It’s not a problem to find a body, but it’s a pity for this skin.”

Su Jing narrowed her eyes, and looked at Xie Wanrong without blinking.

"Don't make me make up my mind to kill you." Xie Wanrong gritted his teeth.

"You won't." Su Jing was sure, but his heart was still a little empty. What he was sure of was Xie Wanrong's feelings for Qi Jinghuan, but not him.

A cold light flashed across Su Jing's eyes.

Obviously they are the same person, but even Su Jing himself separated Qi Jinghuan.

Between Youshen, a white light flashed, the sharp blade pierced his thigh with precision, and bright red blood continuously flowed out.

The robe, which was already stained red with blood, now bloomed even more coquettishly.

Su Jing looked at the sharp blade stuck in her leg, and her dark purple pupils quickly rolled up with intense anger: "What are you doing!"

How dare she hurt him?

Doesn't she care about Qi Jinghuan?Don't you care about this body anymore?
"I will kill you!" Xie Wanrong's cold voice contained no trace of emotion.

She pulled out the dagger without hesitation, looked at the bright red Xu blood on the dagger, and lowered her eyes to sweep away his slowly healing wound.

She raised her beautiful eyes slightly: "Tell me, it's me who cuts faster, or your wound heals faster."

Su Jing is really crazy to think that this woman in front of her is easy to deal with!

He was really reluctant to part with this body, and quickly said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I believe you! Don't hurt my skin!"

Xie Wanrong smiled lightly, under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of golden bright almond eyes contained a seductive cold charm, like a long crimson dress covered with golden light.

(End of this chapter)