After almost wearing, I sprinkled candy with the paranoid gangster

Chapter 130 He Likes Me, This Beautiful Waste 7
Nan Wanyan's useless body is very weak, and she gets tired and sleepy easily.

She finally fell asleep leaning against the stone wall.

Feng Chu picked up her who was drenched all over.

Stimulate profound energy.

A ball of white light emerged from the palm, wrapped her body, and slowly dried her clothes.

He held her in his arms and looked at her.

Under the night, the girl's skin is as creamy as fat, as white as a bright moon, and her lips are like a smear of cinnabar smudged red.

She flinched.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the slender, curved eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a slight sense of pity for fragility between the eyebrows.

In his long and narrow eyes, a dark light floated.

He remembered his beast pet again.

She, like it.

They are also weak and can be bullied by others.

However, his beast pet should be more obedient.

Whenever he wakes up from a nightmare, he pinches it.

It was so obedient that it didn't make a sound, only daring to tremble.

And what about her?
Maybe struggle?
His eyes changed from calm to cold and bloodthirsty.

He reached out and grabbed her neck.

Not yet.

But heard a cry.
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The next day.

Nan Wanyan woke up in Feng Chu's arms.

She was held so tightly by him that she felt a sense of suffocation.

But she didn't dare to wake up the devil...

She was very close to his face.

Looking at his long eyelashes and thin red lips, she couldn't help being curious about his face under the mask...

legend.

The demon leader, Feng Chu, sucked away the cultivation of hundreds of people in his clan.

In order to prevent him from harming the common people, the Feng family tried their best to imprison him in the forbidden area.

After Feng Chu practiced magic arts, he had a ferocious temper and a bloodthirsty habit. In addition, his cultivation base greatly increased, and he was no longer invincible.

The whole Feng family risked their lives, but he devoured their profound energy, and finally died in his hands.

The reason why Feng Chu wore a mask was that he didn't dare to show his true face.

It was because he was punished by the heavens for killing all his people, and his face became hideous and terrifying overnight.

like hell...

Nan Wanyan's outstretched hand stopped unconsciously.

It's not that she's afraid of seeing ghosts, after all, she's been a ghost before.

It's just that she is really afraid of death now.

"Smoke."

"..."

Nan Wanyan's hand was still there.

The man across from him suddenly opened his eyes.

For a moment, she felt a terrible breath suddenly suppressed her.

But in an instant, it seemed to be his own illusion.

Feng Chu opened his eyes, just like yesterday, cold and evil.

He grabbed her hand, "Yanyan, do you want to see me?"

"No, I don't want to..."

Nan Wanyan's hand trembled, and she wanted to withdraw it, but he held it tightly.

Seeing her frightened look, Feng Chu drew a playful arc on the corner of his lips.

"Yanyan, you obviously want to."

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Nan Wanyan asked cautiously, "Then... after seeing you, will I be killed by you?"

"meeting."

His thin lips spat out cold words.

However, his palm held her hand.

Take off your mask.

Nan Wanyan: "...!"

Are you still human! ?

I said I don't want to watch it!
She immediately closed her eyes tightly and murmured repeatedly: "I didn't see..."

"Yanyan, you saw it."

"I do not see it……"

Feng Chu squeezed her wrinkled face with his fingertips, "Yanyan, don't struggle, you are destined to die in my hands."

Nan Wanyan's face shrank back, "Could it be... a different way of dying?"

He was aroused, "How do you want to die?"

"I'm loved to death by you... okay?"

"Yanyan, no, you only have one pretty face."

(End of this chapter)