Quick wear: The male god runs quickly, the scourge is coming

Chapter 689 Sister Qing Leng is here, Mozun run quickly 19
Whoops, let me go, the scum host is actually seductive, it's too treacherous.

2533 said that he covered his face, and didn't want to admit that the unscrupulous Jin Ge was his host.

Jin Ge's skirt slid down, revealing a large area of ​​delicate skin on his chest. Looking at the snow-skinned skin, Jing took a deep breath, and a strange feeling that he had never felt before emerged, and the strange feeling made him stop.

It's now!

The palm of the hand rotated 360 degrees in front of Chong Yanjing's abdomen, pulled out a sword from the portable space, and plunged into it mercilessly, blood gushed out, dripped down the white robe on the body along the fingertips, and penetrated into the skin through the brocade clothes , a picture flashed in his mind, and the fast Jin Ge couldn't catch it.

For some reason, she had a feeling of déjà vu.

Pull out the sword, throw it back into the portable space, follow the fingertips, roll the tongue, Jin Ge's toes are numb, it's sweet.

Slowly raising his eyes, watching Chong Yanjing gradually smile, as beautiful as a poppy blooming, "You lost."

Seeing such a charming Jin Ge, Zhong Yanjing felt a familiar throb in his heart for no reason. Suddenly, his heart throbbed violently, as if tens of thousands of small knives were cutting one by one. Salt.

Just as he was about to press back the pain that was wrong, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight down.

Jinge watched him fall, slowly pulled back the hem that had been removed, landed on his toes, and kicked Chong Yanjing, who was seriously injured, "Hey, get up quickly, I know you won't die."

Her sword avoided his vital parts, which could hurt him but not cause him any trouble.

no response?
Jin Ge lifted him up with one hand, and wanted to slap him in the face, but she is a beauty after all, so she should pity her.

2533: That's why you touch people's faces and bodies?

Ling Jinyun ran over and took a breath, "Sister, what's wrong with this person? Is he dead?"

"Don't worry, I can't die, I just don't know why I fell into a coma."

Seeing the big hole in Zhong Yanjing's abdomen, Ling Jinyun swallowed, her sister is still so violent.

"Sister, what should I do now? Do you want to take him on the road?"

"Take it with you." He still owes me a night of spring festival, but I can't let him run away. After running away, I have to go to the Devil Realm to look for it. It's too troublesome.

in a dream.

The desolate wind blows, blows the woman's snow-white robe, the black hair and white robe are intertwined, black and white are distinct, giving people an indescribable strangeness, but the man standing not far from the woman feels that it is him who has been there for nearly a thousand years The picture I most want to see.

The woman came towards him, graceful and charming, following her movements, her exquisite figure was fully revealed, watching him tighten his throat.

A stream of light gradually appeared in the woman's hand, and the stream of light condensed into substance, turning into a sharp silver sword all over her body.

With a cold snort, the gracefulness faded away, and the coldness on his face was completely revealed. The sword let out a groan, and attacked him straight.

He retreated again and again, seals were formed on his hands, and one rune after another transformed out. He didn't attack the woman, but surrounded him heavily.

"Aren't you going to do it?"

As soon as the words fell, the purple thunder rolled, the black clouds rolled, and the airflow violently. The man pursed his lips tightly, and the wind and sand dazzled his eyes, but he stared at the white figure attacking him.

The corner of the woman's mouth suddenly curled up, and she smiled slightly, but the warm spring breeze didn't reach her eyes, and the words she said were nostalgic, "Mixun."

(End of this chapter)