Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 332 Death God's Scythe: Lingwei Xue'er

I was pinched by him and I couldn't move.

"what!"

"Don't..." Meng Chike raised the cold sickle and swung it at the dying Ji Mingxuan, my voice broke through my throat instinctively.

Unexpectedly, Ji Mingxuan suddenly moved away sideways, and before he could relax, the two teenagers who didn't want to let each other fight together, the sword flashed.

I don't know why they fought, but the temptation made them a fatal attack every time, even if they were scarred each other, even if they were connected by fate...

"Stop!" I wanted to break free from the messenger in robes, but his sharp nails scratched the skin of my throat.

The two people jumping in front of the cross seemed to be unable to hear anything from the outside world, and they wanted to kill each other.

"Who are you, let me go." I wanted to break free from this man's confinement, but the more his cold nails sank into my throat, the blood vessels were about to be severed.

Wait a minute, he smells of disinfectant, could it be...

"Damn old man, let me go." I struggled to take off his black robe, and the face hidden under the long hair turned out to be... Holy!The ashes on the broken bridge of St.

But why does he smell like disinfectant? Could it be... I know.

"Ah!" When I finally understood what was going on, my body was suddenly suspended in the air, and I was taken to the top of the castle by the saint.

"Why?" After screaming, I was pushed to the edge of the castle by this handsome boy.

Behind the carved edge is the abyss of black clouds.

"Lingwei Xue'er, why is this you?" The holy red and silver pupils were full of resentment, walking towards me talking to himself.

Lingwei Xueer?Snow elf?But I am not!
His cold eyes and ruthless questioning slowly approached me. I was subconsciously afraid of his bloodthirsty approach, and my back was pressed against the vicissitudes of the guardrail, shaking physically and mentally.

"Why on earth, Professor Ye, oh!! No, Saint is still the God of Death." I collected myself, stood up straight and looked directly at him.

He paused suddenly, and then raised the corners of his seductive mouth, "So smart, what should I do?"

He stopped in front of me, raised my chin viciously, and let me see the shadows of Meng Chike and Ji Mingxuan with his cold eyes.

"Guess what identity I have." Seeing that I was speechless, he leaned over to me again and looked into my eyes coldly.

What identity? ?Staring at his indifferent eyes, Hong and Bai thought about me and pulled off the clothes on his heart.

(End of this chapter)