Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 245 Cocooning When You Bind Yourself [10]

Several guards who were watching the opera swallowed their saliva.

The saint's daughter is beautiful, her beauty is unparalleled, but her ruthlessness... is not inferior to the saint.

Raw boiled human broth... Although the ass of the holy aunt was cooked, but they watched it like this... felt deeply.

The holy aunt's buttocks are probably already... too scary.

Seeing that the aunt shut up so wisely, Jia Ai pretended to be disappointed and took back the silver needle, "I really want to try my hand..."

Suddenly, her eyes changed again, the comfort just now was replaced by viciousness.

She stood by the pot, like a best chef observing the dishes in the pot, and she clicked her tongue after a while, "It seems a bit monotonous, why don't you invite some friends of the holy aunt to join in the fun."

After finishing speaking, she took out a bottle from her bosom, and touched the holy aunt's body with extreme grace.

"What is this, Duan Jiaai, what do you want to do, you are nine inches tall, you will die..."

Hearing this, Jia Ai remained indifferent.

Die badly?

Hmph, from the day she stepped into the mercenary world, she was doomed to have blood on her hands. Since she is already a sinful person, how could she care so much.

"Do you know this black fan?"

The holy lady screamed in horror, "The devil knows what it is, what are you doing with it on me, no, I don't want..." She frantically swiped the black powder on her body, but the black powder was caught She swept it away, but it was all on the skin.

Jia Ai smiled coldly, took a step back, and gave the answer to the holy aunt——

"These black powders are extracted from the poison pool that you personally refined for the saint. The ingredients in it are the essence of your research. As the inventor of such a good thing, you should give it a try. Its effectiveness is not in vain for tossing the saint like you day and night."

Jia Ai paused suddenly, and said, "Oh, I'm afraid there is one thing you still don't know. All these years, it's not the saint who has been tortured by you, but her personal maid, Wen Qi!"

"What? That bitch..." The holy lady seemed to have been greatly shocked. All the frankness in the past were all wrong people?
No, how is this possible?

She didn't believe it, no, she didn't believe it!

Damn Jingfeng, why did she get the honor of a saint, why did she have a daughter, and why did the bastard she gave birth to...have such great abilities.

She is not reconciled, she is not convinced, she hates God for being unfair, and she hates even more why there is a Jingfeng in this world?

Her honor, her praise, should all belong to her Biman...

Suddenly, a black snake sprang out of the pot, interrupting the aunt's meditation.

She was startled, and her eyes were aligned with the snake's head. It was... staring at her greedily.

The holy aunt trembled all over, her throat was already dry, but she still wanted to shout, and she wanted to ask for help, but, but... it couldn't make a sound.

Suddenly, the snake moved. The snake's mouth was not big, but the snake's teeth were sharp and cold.

It does not……

The black snake bit her face.

The holy lady stood there in a daze of extreme fear and horror, not daring to move, and unable to move.

At the same time, Jiaai flicked off the silver needle on her body and regained her freedom.

As soon as the black snake moves, the whole pot and livestock will move.

Rats, cockroaches, red scorpions, etc., all jumped on the body of the holy lady, as if treating the body of the knife as a new land, crawling, sliding, and biting...

Several guards closed their eyes one after another, unable to bear to look any further.

As for the holy aunt, she didn't respond at all.

(End of this chapter)