Fifth Miss genius doctor

Chapter 290 Su Jing (5)

Su Qingyan pursed her lips, looked at Yichen whose face was full of tears, and even clenched the puppet in her hand.

"So, I don't want to leave here. Since you don't want to leave, then stay with me here..." Yichen suddenly stopped his tears, looked at Jimo Lin in Su Qingyan's arms, and his eyes suddenly became pale. Extremely cold, with a trace of bloodthirsty light.

Su Qingyan frowned slightly, and then, she felt an invisible force surrounding her.

"Put that trash down." Yichen smiled, seemingly extremely gentle, but the murderous intent in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

In his eyes, that puppet is Jimo Rin.

There was a knife stuck in the doll's heart, and the whole body was completely unrecognizable, stained with blood, and his appearance could hardly be seen clearly.

"Yichen, don't force me." Su Qingyan gradually tightened her arms holding the doll, looking at Yichen with a faint murderous intent in her eyes.

And when Yichen heard these words, he suddenly laughed out loud, and the low-pitched laughter resounded in the silent surroundings, which seemed extremely strange.

"What, do you want to fight with me? Just for him?" Yichen looked at the Jimo Lin doll with a mocking smile in his eyes, and saw his fingers seemed to be circling in the air, and his mouth was playful Looking at Su Qingyan with a smile.

Su Qingyan's eyes turned cold, and she jumped away from the spot, avoiding the invisible and intangible things with her own feeling.

However, that thing was like a spider web, rushing towards Su Qingyan from all directions, so densely packed that even a fly could not fly out, let alone a person as big as Su Qingyan.

No matter how fast she was, she couldn't escape this net.

After all, this is his world, as long as he thinks, even if Su Qingyan is a speck of dust, he will catch him.

Su Qingyan's hands, feet and head seemed to be held by something, like a puppet controlled by someone, she could feel that her body was no longer listening to her.

With a "click", Jimo Lin's doll fell to the ground, and its head was separated from its body at once. Su Qingyan's pupils shrank sharply.

She knew that everything here was an illusion, not real, but her heart still couldn't help being stabbed, and a tear slowly fell from her eye socket, dripping on the black void.

"How can you cry? He's just a piece of trash." Yichen slowly controlled Su Qingyan's tear, a small teardrop slowly floated up from the black void, and finally stayed in Yichen. Chen's index finger.

Yichen slowly sucked Su Qingyan's tears into his mouth, his brows furrowed slightly and then relaxed, and a strange smile appeared around his mouth.

His fingers moved irregularly in the air, and Su Qingyan's body also began to move when his fingers moved. The whole person was like a doll being manipulated, slowly walking in front of Yi Chen, It's just that the eyes are extremely cold.

"I'd rather give that fool a smile than give me a smile." Yichen's hand slowly stroked Su Qingyan's smooth face, with confusion and fascination in his eyes.

"Madman." Su Qingyan said lightly, her clear eyes were full of indifference and disgust.

"What else can I do if I'm not crazy?" Yichen smiled, got a dagger from somewhere, and in front of Su Qingyan, slowly picked up the Jimo Lin doll that fell on the ground, After repairing it, he stabbed him in the heart one by one.

"No!" Su Qingyan's sharp voice sounded, looking at the blood left in the puppet's heart, Su Qingyan's eyes looking at Yichen became more and more icy cold.

When Yi Chen heard this voice, he paused for a moment with his hand holding the dagger, and then shifted his gaze to Su Qingyan's face. There was a smile, and then, the knife stabbed again.

"Look, he's a piece of trash." While talking, Yichen didn't stop the movement of his hand at all, still stabbing the Jimo Lin doll's body, and after stabbing the heart, he began to stab the other side.

"A trash with no power to fight back." Another knife was inserted into the belly of Jimo Lin's doll.

"Why did you take Yan'er away from me?" Another knife stabbed the Jimo Lin doll's throat.

"Yichen..." Su Qingyan's faint voice sounded slowly, her face was expressionless, but there was endless killing intent and hatred in her eyes, watching Yichen stabbing into the room with one knife after another. In the body of the Jimo Lin doll, endless blood gushed out, and her heart felt as if someone had ripped it apart.

"Huh? Lai Yan'er, tell me how you feel now." Yichen finally stabbed the dagger into the heart of the Jimo Lin puppet, and threw him aside, looking at Su Qingyan with gentle eyes.

"Maybe I should have killed you sooner." Su Qingyan spoke lightly, but with a killing intent that cannot be ignored.

When Yichen heard these words, a smile appeared on his lips, and he turned his hands in the air. Su Qingyan's whole body approached Yichen involuntarily, and wrapped his arms around his waist. Like a lover's hug.

"Now I'll give you a chance." Yichen conjured another dagger out of thin air, but this dagger grabbed Su Qingyan's hand and let her hold it. The tip of the dagger touched his waist. However, he But moving his fingers, he moved Su Qingyan's hand to his heart.

Different from the one just now, it can be said to be rarer and more expensive than the one just now.

"Come on, Yan'er, I'll teach you." A gleam flashed in Yichen's eyes, and then, the hand controlling Su Qingyan ruthlessly inserted into his left chest, but——

The dagger directly passed through Yichen's body, and ruthlessly stuck in Su Qingyan's right flank.

There should be no blood, and there should be no pain, but Su Qingyan saw the blood slowly staining her clothes red, and a huge, bright and beautiful flower bloomed.

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't have time to think about it, so Yichen took out the dagger that was stained with her blood, Su Qingyan felt the pain obviously, but her own blood It is flowing more and more.

Yi Chen looked at Su Qingyan's bright red blood, his blood red eyes shone with excitement, and slowly put the dagger into his mouth, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood on it.

As if the feeling wasn't enough, he tore off Su Qingyan's clothes violently. When he saw the blood on her shoulders, those red eyes became even more excited. He lowered his head and began to lick and suck. Blood on her shoulder.

"Yan'er, your blood is so delicious." Yichen raised his head, with Su Qingyan's blood remaining on his mouth.

(End of this chapter)