"Cough!" Jiekang held the stone in one hand and tried to stand up. On the other hand, he touched his chest tightly, which seemed to be a heavy fall.

Before the blood stains on the corners of the mouth could be wiped clean, there was another man in front of him, with black hair and eyes, and even a fluffy tail gradually appeared behind him, which was also black.

The hair is beautiful. I can see that the maintenance is very good.

But the focus now seems not to be the problem of hair, but the smell of the man in front of him tells him that the man absolutely wants to kill himself.

I don't care who he is, let alone his background.

A suffocating sense of oppression pressed him out of breath. At this time, the man's mouth was hooked with a evil smile, and a pair of black eyes stared at him tightly, just like the prey he had locked.

The right hand, slowly raised, the milky white bone whip, twisted his body with the slow rise. I don't know if he noticed the smell of prey and became a little excited.

"People who hurt Xiaoxiao, you know, have never lived. It's the rustle of birds flying, the sharp scream of Jiekang being beaten, and the almost indifferent beating of the whip.

"Ah! Ah! Don't fight, don't fight!" Jiekang kept rolling. Soon, his face began to turn pale. His crimson hair was like soaked in water, and there was no dazzling feeling like a flame at the beginning.

I just think it's a lamb to be slaughtered without fighting back. I can only blindly beg for mercy without a trace of fighting back. The whole person is bleeding in an instant.

Compared with the blood from the wound on MI Xiaoxiao's back, the whole person seems to have just fished out of the blood. There is a special effect of making ghost films.

"Don't fight, don't fight. Although I hurt her, such a person shouldn't bother you to do it yourself. I, I, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." Jiekang can't stand it. If he continues to fight, he must die.

I don't know what the whip on his hand is. It looks effortless, but it hurts like a drill. There is no whip that doesn't bring blood.

This beating took away half of his life!

"No, you're wrong again. For those who hurt my woman, I like to do it by myself. I never feel dirty."

I may even touch the woman I love. What qualifications do outsiders have to hurt her? In that sentence, touch her and kill the whole family.

Don't say he's bloody, but everyone has weaknesses, and Xiaoxiao is not his weakness.

It's his bottom line.

Whoever touches it will die.