Chapter 1492 (2/2)

You drained his vitality and all his accomplishments!

I didn't want to kill him

Seturasben is the spirit of the magic weapon color [river crab] desire. After losing the magic tool itself, she was placed in her body by the emperor brother, and her body was used as his container!

Since then, he has been harassing her all the time!

”Why are you so angry?” Sarastu raised her long fingernails and held her chin. Her smiling eyes almost narrowed into a slit. ”I'm just teaching you.”

He will be no Shu from the forest Xiao body pull up, attached to the body.

”Well.” Xinjiang no Shu stuffy hum, but immediately by each other's lips and tongues sealed in the mouth.

She wanted to resist, but she could only give out a little whining.

is as like as two peas in the face. The face is still a silent silence. The smile on her face is exactly the same as before. It looks like a mold carved out, and the look on her face has not changed.

Like the reflection in the pupil of Jiang Wushu, it's not like him. His face is indifferent to the bystanders, no, even more indifferent than the bystanders!

Long fingernails slide across Jiang Wushu's face, and the deep voice overflows from his throat. Even the voice doesn't have a trace of emotion. The moving waves form a sharp contrast with the people under him.

”Women always have different feelings for her first man.”

His sharp nails pierced into Jiang Wushu's face, exuding faint blood stains. His voice was cold. His slender eyes swept Lin Zixiao's body,

”just like you don't want to kill this little white face. I killed him for you, and you should be grateful to me. ”

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Wushu didn't know where she was stimulated. She raised her head and bit into salad stu.

Sarastu narrowed her eyes in pain, and her eyes were even more cruel and cruel. ”Do you really think of yourself as your Royal Highness's sister?

You're just a vile demonized race, and dare you bite me? ”

”It seems that I have not taught you enough!” The last cold voice fell...

”Ah Jiang Wushu issued a shrill scream, her hands tightly grasp the bed cloth, eyes blurred and scattered.Her hair was scattered, and sweat dripped from her temples, soaking her mattress.

The confused eyes looked to the right without focus. Half of the palm of her face was far away from her. There was a corpse lying on her face. On the dry and deep skin, a pair of startled and resentful eyes suddenly opened.

This man did the same thing as she did here just now.

Now, but almost lost all vitality, staring at a pair of eyes, hopeless and resentful.

”Creak.” All of a sudden, the head to the direction of Xinjiang no Shu deflected over, the sudden pupil staring at her, resentment unbearable.

At the same time, sarastu is like a beast...

“。

”Back in time?” Sarastu, who was lying on her, looked at Lin Zixiao's corpse with interest. A hand was pressed on linzixiao's head, and a Black Mist spread from his hand.

”No No Jiang Wushu paralyzed body, twice let her body paralyzed as mud, she still raised her hand to stop serastu.

But it's too late now!

Under the black fog, Lin Zixiao's body has disappeared without trace.

Sarastu was expressionless, her long fingernails pinched Jiang Wushu's chin and taught, ”this human corpse will only bring you trouble. It's the best choice for you to let him disappear. ”