Medicine door witch

Chapter 2270 Pregnant for Two Years (7)

Xuanyuan Yu pursed his lips tightly, the expression on his face was very terrifying.

He didn't move.

Instinctively, he felt that this thousand cities did not intend to attack him.

Perhaps, this is another chance to kill this stinky woman!
Xuanyuan Yu held his breath.

The pupils gradually dilated, and a beautiful reflection was reflected inside, silvery white, blood-stained, holy, and evil.

Combined, it creates a heart-pounding sense of impact.

"Come on, give it a try, crush the feeling of my heart."

Qiancheng leaned in front of Xuanyuan Yu, stretched out a blood-stained hand, tightly clasped Xuanyuan Yu's wrist, and forcibly pulled him to the handle of the knife on his heart.

A layer of white sweat appeared on Xuanyuan Yu's back.

This woman is crazy!

The temperature and stickiness of the blood are real.

She really pierced the heart and made so much blood, not an illusion!
"You want to die so much?"

Xuanyuan Yu's voice was almost gritted out between his teeth, and his black eyes were as deep as the sea.

"Think about it." Qiancheng tilted his head slightly, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his red lips moved slightly, like flaming wine, "It is my honor to die in your hands. Yu, I'm dreaming I can dream of you, stabbing a knife into my chest with my own hands."

Creepy!

Xuanyuan Yu frowned tightly, clenched the dagger in Qiancheng's heart, and pushed it deep.

He heard the sound of blades cutting through flesh.

"Well--"

Qiancheng frowned slightly, his beautiful eyes were covered with a faint twilight, and a strange moan overflowed from his throat.

Hearing that voice, the last tight string in Xuanyuan Yu's mind was completely broken at this moment.

As if going crazy, he gripped the dagger vigorously, turned it 180 degrees, and smashed Qiancheng's heart with the sharp edge.

A strange voice rang in my ears.

Standing so close, Qiancheng's warm and viscous blood sprayed all over his face, and a faint sweet smell wafted into his nose.

"what--"

Qiancheng uttered a soft cry of pain.

Xuanyuan Yu's brows were tightly frowned, and the movements of his hands were flipped vigorously, 360 degrees.

"Yes! That's it! Kill me! Break me!" Qiancheng raised his head, with a ghostly smile on his lips, the laughter was extremely arrogant, echoing over the entire hall.

The magic sound pierces the ears.

Xuanyuan Yu felt that his entire soul was twisting and shaking.

Qiancheng's cultivation base is really too strong, just laughing, his soul is about to disperse.

"puff--"

With a dull pain in his chest, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help taking a step back, pulled out the sharp knife, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

dizzy.

His legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he wedged the sharp blade into the wooden table and stabilized his figure.

So, damn it.

After twisting it twice like that, the heart must have been rotten into a pool of shredded meat.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his head, full of anticipation.

However, when he saw the terrifyingly distorted woman in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly and his body trembled.

She...she actually...

The blood-soaked woman still tilted her head slightly, with a weird smile on her lips, and looked at him with extremely innocent eyes.

And at her heart, the broken heart was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)