The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 780 She's a sick girl

The world is not fair, this is what Mo Shisheng has always known.

There is no absolute equality, and people are born in different classes, not to mention that everyone is equal in modern society.

That's all to lie to children. The starting point of some people's birth may be the end point of others.

Mo Shisheng took a deep breath, feeling that the blood at the corners of his eyes had dried up on his cheeks and felt uncomfortable.

She wanted to raise her hand to wipe it off, but she had no strength at all.

If Beixi is not here, she might consider using the ability, but if Beixi is still there, then forget it. If she uses the ability now, Beixi can probably kill her on the spot.

Suddenly, Beixi raised his hand to lift Mo Shisheng's body from the ground, and then exerted a sudden force, and saw Mo Shisheng's body rushing backward like a kite with a broken string.

With a "bang", he slammed his back against the wall before stopping.

Mo Shisheng couldn't help coughing in a low voice, and after a while, his body was hung up, and Beixi walked slowly to her.

He held a barbed whip in his hand, and the barbs on it still had a gloomy light.

Mo Shisheng looked away from the whip and looked to the side.

This action fell into Bei Xi's eyes, and she sneered, "Are you scared?"

"Intensive phobia committed."

Mo Shisheng spoke lightly.

"what?"

Intensive phobia?
Beixi had never heard of this symptom, nor had she heard of Mo Shisheng suffering from any illness.

"Heh, I'm afraid I'm afraid, and I pretended to be brave and fabricated a disease that I didn't need to have?"

Beixi spoke disdainfully, and lightly dropped her hand on the whip, but with such a light touch, the barb pierced her finger.

Seeing this, Bei Xi's smile deepened a bit.

"Look carefully at the barbs on your whip. Are they densely packed and disgusting, making your scalp itchy?"

Facing Beixi's delusional Mo Shisheng, Mo Shisheng has no way at all. Could it be that she is so cowardly? She is not afraid of death, would she be afraid of such a little pain?
Hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Beixi subconsciously looked at the whip. Sure enough, it was unknown whether Mo Shisheng's words had an effect, or everyone had some intensive phobia.

In short, after reading it, Bei Xi felt his scalp tingle and felt nauseated instantly.

However, Beixi attributed this feeling to Mo Shisheng's troubles, and immediately she raised her hand vigorously, the whip was thrown up, and when it landed on Mo Shisheng, it was the sound of barbs sinking into the skin.

When I pulled it out with more force, I felt the barb was brought out with flesh and blood, and there was a feeling of blood spurting.

The blood-stained barbs glowing with a gloomy light became thicker, and Mo Shisheng naturally felt this change.

She turned her head slightly, looked at the barb on the whip, and frowned lightly, "It turns out to be a Yaozhi from the Demon Realm."

"Sucking blood will make you more excited, Mo Shisheng, isn't the meeting gift my aunt prepared for you not bad?"

After all, Beixi's smile became more and more unrestrained, as if he had received great satisfaction.

It's just that the smile looked extraordinarily weird, and Mo Shisheng felt uncomfortable looking at it.

Beixi seems to be a sickly girl.

Mo Shisheng suddenly felt sorry for Beichen, it was a terrible thing to be liked by Bingjiao, and it seemed that Beixi's Biaojiao was not shallow.

Tsk, this Beichen has suffered.

There was a "呲", the sound of barbs sinking into the skin again, this time, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly.

(End of this chapter)