Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 351 He is in hell
"Yo, you're back?" Long Wu flicked Dan Kou on her finger, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the person appearing in front of the door, he didn't continue to pretend to be himself, and the blue dress suddenly returned to red like red flames.

Delicate as fire.

She raised her hand to brush away the broken hair beside her ear, and every move she made was enchanting, which was the opposite of Feng Wu.

That kind of enchantment is a bit more blazing than Yanxue.

The lightly pursed red lips showed a mocking smile: "I thought you would die under that poison... After all, soul quenching is extraordinary."

"Quenching the soul?"

Feng Wu opened her eyes wide and spit out these two words.

Looking at the wanton laughing person in front of her, Feng Wu's heart couldn't help but sink.

Soul-quenching poison.

The poison in ancient times would kill the poisoner within half a day, but why is she still alive?

why?
She will still be alive?

"Why do you have Soul Quenching?!" Feng Wu asked coldly before she had time to think about it.

A pair of eyes, bursting with light, piercingly cold.

In return, Long Wu chuckled indifferently: "Why would I have it? This poison is not from you... Oh, no, isn't it made by us?"

Long Wu blinked, looked at the figure that appeared outside the door, and said with a chuckle: "Oh, I remember that your purpose of refining and quenching the soul was to poison Simu..."

"Shut up!" There was a cold reprimand suddenly, but Long Wu laughed even more wildly.

Tell her to shut up?

Why?
Are you still a dancer back then?
Are you thinking too much?You are long gone!
The dance back then had long since died, and the position of Lingnv, as well as Bei Muge, would belong to her.

It's her, Dragon Dance.

No, from now on she will not be called Longwu, but Youxi.

Nether and quiet, the stream of streams.

Streams from the Netherworld.

You Xi slowly raised the corners of her lips, and her red dress was swaying wildly with the wind: "Aren't you curious, why are you not dead?"

Before Feng Wu could speak, Youxi said slowly again: "Shouldn't you be thankful that you have a good brother?"

"What did you say?" Feng Wu asked.

"What did I say? Don't you know how to see for yourself?" You Xi squinted his eyes, waved his sleeves, and in an instant, a mirror appeared in front of him, and every scene that Feng Yu appeared in yesterday was played back in the mirror.

In order to save her, Feng Yu actually traded her body for blood? !
Scene after scene, she could feel the pain, it hurt her heart.

Such a scene filled Feng Wu's eyes with tears.

Salty tears ran across her delicate face, and across her slightly parted lips, slightly astringent, with a touch of saltiness and a hint of bitterness.

The strands of hair beside her ears swayed with the wind, but her heart hurt like it was being pulled.

"Second brother...why are you so stupid?"

And why do this for me?
If you trade your body for blood, you will die.

will die!

Grief came from the bottom of his heart, and Youxi didn't understand that kind of pain at all.

She only knew how ridiculous Feng Wu was at the moment.

She is a spiritual girl, and her so-called love is to let everyone's life be buried with her.

Let Wu spend hundreds of millions of years of loneliness to be buried with her, and let all the people around her reincarnate with her.

Has she ever considered what other people think?
selfishness.

With you like this, what qualifications do you have to sit on the position of the Spiritual Girl of the Heavenly Dao? !
That position should be hers!

Looking at Feng Wu who knelt on the ground at some point in a panic, You Xi sneered, got up and jumped out of the window on one side.

So chic that I don't miss it.

"My second brother, where is he?!"

A sudden sentence made You Xi stop outside the window without turning her head, "He? He's in hell."

(End of this chapter)