The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Miss Crappy

Chapter 43
Putting Xuanyuan Lie on the bed, Mu Zixiao panted heavily, she was provoking someone, and since the day she returned to Zhaoyan, nothing has happened at all, God of Plague, you presbyopia must have misjudged someone!

Xuanyuan Lie's eyes were tightly closed, he remained silent, his face was ugly like a dead person's, Mu Zixiao's brows were tightened, and he poked Xuanyuan Lie with his finger: "You don't think you're going to die, do you?"

Seeing that there was still no response, Mu Zixiao's beautiful eyes were bright and unpredictable, and he said to himself: "If you want to threaten them with your life to let my mother and the three of them go out, and wipe your neck halfway, do you think it is possible?" ?”

Xuanyuanlie replied secretly: You can try it!
It seems that this evildoer is really dizzy, otherwise wouldn't it be time to get up and kill people now?

After several tests, Mu Zixiao was sure of the situation, but he was thinking whether to take this opportunity to really kill him?

No, who can find out what happened back then after killing him?What's more, people have spared your life several times!

If you don't kill today, you will be killed tomorrow, are you stupid?

The two villains in Mu Zixiao's heart were already at war, and in the end she raised her fist angrily, staring at Xuanyuanlie with cold eyes, but she couldn't hit her hand for a long time.

"puff……"

An unexpected mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, and Xuanyuanlie's face became even more ugly in an instant. He should have been meditating at this moment to heal his injuries, but he was here to play with Mu Zixiao, and after she saw Yin Hong's blood, the villain's battle finally ended Finish.

Let me repay your favor today, and give you back the golden frog that I owe you once, and I will repay you with hatred and hatred in the future.

A pair of hands suddenly reached out to him, groping back and forth, Mu Zixiao knew that Xuanyuan Lie had a dagger in his arms, so he quickly found it, Xuanyuan Lie frowned slightly, but Mu Zixiao didn't notice, and the tip of the knife mocked him. Next, aiming at Xuanyuanlie's chest, his face is gloomy, and his eyes are as cold as frost.

"You damn evil, you were born to be a pit aunt! I really want to kill you."

Xuanyuanlie didn't know what mood he was in now, maybe he also wanted to know if Mu Zixiao would attack him.

With a "whoosh", hiss, Mu Zixiao twitched the corner of his mouth, the taste of self-mutilation was really unusual.

The cut palm soon overflowed with blood, and with a "snap", the dagger was thrown to the ground, and the bleeding hand was clenched into a fist. She sat down, moved Xuanyuan Lie's mouth away, and raised her fist upright, letting the blood flow smoothly. flowed into his mouth.

A strong and pungent smell of blood really startled Xuanyuan Lie, the thick red liquid dripped in his mouth and was continuously supplied, his heart felt an instant warm shock, but it was not caused by blood.

Mu Zixiao is considered a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, if the golden frog hadn't entered her belly, she might be the one lying dead at this moment.Another arm injury, another abdominal injury, she bled to death. Fortunately, the golden frog can speed up the blood production function, but the injury has not healed, and her blood is not rich!
Xuanyuanlie gradually felt a comfortable air flow. Although the blood tasted very strong, it was sweet and cool in the throat, with a delicate fragrance in the aftertaste.He never doubted that the spiritual grass he cultivated himself was the effect, but he gradually stopped the continuation of this fragrance.

The blood seemed to be running out, Mu Zixiao's face was pale, and it took a long time to drip another drop on his hand, but Xuanyuan Lie still didn't wake up, Mu Zixiao was a little anxious, looking back at the dagger that was still stained with blood, ruthless and cruel , stood up abruptly, picked it up, and slashed at his subordinate again.

This was still unexpected by Xuanyuan Lie, the blood was heavy and poured into his mouth, but he no longer felt comfortable, but didn't understand.Signing a blood contract would threaten her, but now she has bled herself again and again, or in this situation, maybe what does she want to get from herself?
fiscal?right?
When the blood withered again, Mu Zixiao narrowed his eyes weakly, took a deep breath, and cursed helplessly: "You bloody evildoer, what exactly does my aunt owe you?"

(End of this chapter)