Sweet Noble Heir

Lin Lang's voice suddenly stopped. He widened his eyes, and blood flowed down his mouth. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the hand that was inserted into his heart. A large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Lin Lang, you said that you would do anything for me, so Die for me, you know. If you don't take back the embroidered pictures, I'll die. Don't be afraid. Anyway, you've already died. Your heart I gave it to Ben As before, the tender voice of he embroidery is still full of love.

But she also did not hesitate to pull out her hand from Lin Lang's heart. In her palm, there was a heart dripping with blood. Strangely, the heart was still beating one drum after another.

He Xiu ate the heart like this, but Lin Lang had lost his breath. He was lying at her feet with his eyes wide open, as if he were dying with his eyes closed.

He Xiu licked her bloody fingers. She stood up and did not look at Lin Lang again. She turned to Qi Qingxing. Her eyes had turned red, and the red embroidery thread of her whole body swam. From a distance, it was like many red insects crawling around her.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Wanbai suddenly thought of the red blood in that town. For a moment, she just felt cold. She took a deep breath and said to Qi Qingxing, "ah hang, be careful."

After he Xiu finished Lin Lang's heart, she noticed that he Xiu's breath became stronger.

"Well." Qi Qingxing nodded.

In such a short time, he Xiu's hands moved, and the red silk thread around her body came towards Qi Qingxing and Jiang Wanbai. Jiang Wanbai's feet moved slightly, and a stroke of sleeve made him fly out of the sky to meet those embroidery threads.

When Lingli collides with embroidery thread, it is like hitting a needle. With the approaching of Lingli, those embroidery threads will be broken and become ordinary embroidery thread when they fall on the ground.

When Qi Qingxing's jade fan turned, he flew out with the power of thunder. When he hit those embroidery threads, there was a momentary stagnation. But soon, those embroidery threads were black as if they had been struck by thunder and lightning, and then they were broken in disorder.

However, with the encouragement of he Xiu again, the thunder on the spiritual power became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared. The embroidery thread finally defeated Qi Qingxing's spiritual power and left for Qi Qingxing.

Qi Qingxing's expression did not change, but his dark eyes became more and more dark, vaguely saw the emergence of black fog.

On his fan, there is also a layer of light black fog. Jiang Wanbai has been paying attention to Qi Qingxing. Naturally, he has not missed these changes. At a glance, he can see that the black fog is evil Qi.

He Xiu didn't notice the change of Qi Qingxing's evil Qi at first, until her embroidery thread suddenly stagnated. She didn't respond to how she urged her. Soon, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This is Is it evil spirit? " He Xiu lowered his head, looked at the evil spirit in his palm, and widened his eyes, and looked at Qi Qingxing in disbelief.

Qi Qingxing's evil spirit was very weak. His temperament became more and more thin and elusive. His eyes were like being dragged into a bottomless abyss, which made people feel cold and have deep fear.

As soon as he Xiu's legs softened, she was sitting on the ground. The evil Qi in her palm spread to her heart at a speed visible to the naked eye. As soon as she urged the magic power, she felt the pain in her heart, and a bloody smell gushed up her throat.