The Heaven-defying Little Crazy Concubine: The Ghost Emperor Chased His Wife

Chapter 222 Kill You
"You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!" She swung her sword and was about to stab Feng Xuan.

He rolled his eyes, yawned lazily, and shook his hair lazily. He was really sloppy. This means that he will not die until the Yellow River, and he will not cry when he sees the coffin. Then he will send her to the underworld. Having a good time, thinking of this, Feng Xuan's heart was so happy that he almost wrote "I'm very happy" on his face.

Fengxuan stretched out her little paws, rubbed them lightly, let out a breath, and jumped up on Moli's shoulders, a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes, her small body jumped out with a rustle, her hind legs hit On the sword, use the strength to leap.

In astonishment, she threw her head towards her face, grabbed tightly, and lay on her stomach desperately, her tail was dangling in the air towards Moli, as if showing off, no matter how she pulled it, she couldn't move it.

The horrific screams and splashing blood still attracted attention,

But just glance at this body and silently look at the one that is far away, frown in distaste, with words that have nothing to do with me written all over his face, no one is willing to stand up,
Who would want to swim in this muddy water, afraid of tiring themselves, wishing to go as far as possible, and began to regret why they chose this seat, it was really unlucky, seeing blood early in the morning, it was not good for the competition.

At present, it seems that the two of them have no obvious advantages. Which one they help will not be of obvious help to themselves, and who would be foolish to do things that are not beneficial.

Those who sit here are ordinary people, and if they manage it, it is their fate.

Feng Xuan broke into a small smile, jumped on her head, and waved his paw at Mo Li,
"Don't worry, I'll teach her a lesson for you. If you don't think it's fun, I'll make up for it later." I haven't played enough yet.

"I am going to kill you,"

She was about to drag him off and throw him to the ground, but Feng Xuan was not so easy to deal with, so he ran down her hand, with a light hook with his paw.

Tilting her little head, she breathed on her paws in satisfaction, her mouth was even more cracked, her clothes slipped off, revealing a red lotus tattooed on her snow-white arm.

Tsk, the sharp-eyed person still spotted it, and quickly said, "So it's Miss Brothel."

Zangzuilou is the most famous here, not for anything else, there are many beautiful wines and beauties here, especially there is a red lotus tattooed here, which is also a special symbol. At first glance, it is the lady of Zangzuilou.

But any lady who made some mistakes will be sent to this drunk building. In other words, if you can enjoy a lady with a little money, wouldn't it be a joy for everyone.

"Come on, come on," he shook his head, no wonder he made such a sign.

Cut, what is there to take care of, the steward saw it, and walked away, this life is taken care of, it is not clear that it is lowering his status, do you care about it, someone will clean it up, cheap life, people If you die too much, you don't care about anything.

"Ah," she quickly covered her arms, this is the symbol of sin, and she wanted to erase her all her life, but she just wanted to firmly root herself, fix her sin, and tell herself a naked truth.

Blood was thrown everywhere, because of hatred, his eyes were filled with blood, his hair was disheveled, he looked like a ghost, and the people around him were cursing, and they rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush over.

"No, I'm going to kill you,"

It was she who destroyed herself, she made herself a laughing stock, she made herself lose everything, everything was because of her,

There is only one thought in my heart now, which is to kill, Wu WuXian hates that the killing intent completely drowns her, forgets who she is, and only knows endless repetition.

　Hey, the system has deleted all my comments, and there are no comments after chapter 32, and there is no way to reply now, and I still hear dogs barking in the morning

　　Depressed mood…

　　
　
(End of this chapter)