The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 460 Died by my hands, you are not qualified!

"what!"

The barb pierced into the flesh, and the bright red blood seeped out in a blink of an eye. Shen Wushuang couldn't help but let out a cry of pain...

Looking at the blood-stained white clothes under his hands, Ling Jiuyou raised his brows, and continued to poke and poke with the extremely aggressive folding fan in his hand, "Girl Hua, your white clothes look too plain. Color, blood red, do you like it? I promise it will be enchanting..."

The main reason is that this white dress is really an eyesore!
Thinking of the Venerable Wu Qi, that gentle and beautiful man is also dressed in white, embellished with ink bamboo...

As for Shen Wushuang, she was also dressed in white, with a little bit of Han Mei...

This made Ling Jiuyou absolutely unbearable!
Couple clothes and so on, how can Shen Wushuang's Sima Zhaozhi's heart not be allowed to succeed, right?

It is everyone's responsibility to protect the cabbage, Ling Jiuyou can't let Shen Wushuang secretly take advantage of the superior!
So poke!
She poked her poked her poked!
Damn, the bone that my darling gave to me is really domineering and unreasonable. This is the first level of spiritual induction, and the thorns it spawns can pierce the fairy clothes. It is comparable to a magic weapon.

"what!"

"what!"

"..."

Following Ling Jiuyou's movements, Shen Wushuang's body, the white clothes that were originally fluttering, became stained with blood after a while, and lost its original appearance...

"Miss!"

"Unparalleled!"

Seeing this, the girl Ling'er and Qiu Wuya immediately stared at each other, but they, who were trapped by the thorns, could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything!
hatred!
Endless hatred shrouded Shen Wushuang's heart, making her look as dark as ink!

"Ling, Jiu!"

This is torture!

This bitch Ling Jiuyou is torturing her!

"Girl Hua, master is here. What's the matter? Are you satisfied with the new look?" Ling Jiuyou, who was poking and poking cheerfully, kept his subordinates nonstop, and said with a ruffian face, "A friendly reminder, in the future, don't wear it." Wearing white clothes is not suitable for you, so I can't help but want to tear it off!"

Said, the folding fan in Ling Jiuyou's hand lifted Shen Wushuang's chest, the clothes that were pierced by thorns, raised his eyebrows and said, "I personally think that you are more suitable for Lao Hei! That color matches your black heart!"

"Ling Jiu! A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated. If you want to kill, you will cut me to pieces. Give me a good time!" Shen Wushuang growled immediately after hearing this.

What a shame!
This is a shame and humiliation that Shen Wushuang has never experienced in this life!
Ling Jiuyou's teasing tone and disdainful attitude are like a knife, severely destroying Shen Wushuang's self-confidence that Shen Wushuang has always been proud of!
why?
Why did things evolve to this point?
what is this?
Shen Wushuang hadn't figured it out until now!
"Kill you? Hehe..." Ling Jiuyou raised his head and chuckled disdainfully when he heard the words, "Little girl, you think too highly of yourself! You don't have the right to die under my hands, because you Not worthy!"

As he spoke, Ling Jiuyou raised his eyebrows, and looked at Shen Wushuang's swollen chest, which was blood-stained, thrilling, quite a bit, dazzlingly beautiful...

People can't help but want to do it...

"Ling Jiu! You..." Shen Wushuang was almost fainted by Ling Jiuyou's words, and when he noticed Ling Jiuyou's gaze, his heart trembled even more, "What do you want to do?!"

No!
impossible!

her chest...

Can't touch!
"I think, touch it..." Swallowing, gearing up, with a wretched look on his face, Ling Jiuyou's eyes were full of evil, and under the eyes of everyone, he slowly stretched out...

(End of this chapter)