Chapter 404

If she wants to save people, a silver needle can really rob people from the king of hell. But if she wants to hurt people, it will also make her life worse than death, and it will hurt people without blood.

Long Zixuan still didn't let go of her. His red thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and his gorgeous face was tight. It could be seen that he was very unhappy.

Fengyu was very helpless. She closed her eyes, and the corners of her lips began to smile again. "Master purple, do you have corrosive water?"

Long Zixuan's eyebrows moved, as if he knew what she was going to do. This time, he let go of her hand and reached into his arms to find a bone china bottle.

He didn't speak, directly took her soft hand, put it into her hand; Fengyu looked at the bone china bottle in her hand, happy eyes were bent up.

She raised her eyebrows, raised her head, and gave him a kiss on the chin. Her voice said happily, "well, you can sit over there and see the play. Next, it's up to me to take revenge."

Dragon purple Xuan a pair of eyes looking at her, didn't obediently go to the chair that she pointed to; Feng feather eyebrow wrinkled up, directly stretched out a hand to push him to walk toward that side.

He was worried that she was exerting too much force, so he didn't stand still this time. Instead, he walked towards that side with her strength, and then sat down with Fengyu's hand.

"Watch the play and don't get involved."

She stood in front of him and gave him a proud smile. Then she turned and walked towards the stone table. She took out some silver needles and hid them in her fingers.

She turned to look at Luocha and XueYue. Compared with the tone of talking to longzixuan, she was colder. "Please open the door for me."

Luocha and XueYue subconsciously look at longzixuan. Longzixuan leans lazily on the back of the chair, with two slender hands, one leg and the other.

In Luocha and XueYue, he nodded faintly.

Luocha just stepped forward and opened the iron prison that locked the moon spirit smoke.

Feng Yu said thank you, and then she walked in. She looked coldly at the moon smoke wriggling on the ground. The corners of her lips raised a light sneer. With a move of her hand, a silver needle fell into her body.

Yueling smoke seems to be aware of the pain, biting teeth stuffy hum a, a pair of eyes always closed.

Fengyu took out a few silver needles and shot them into her body. Yuelingyan's twisting body stopped, bit his teeth and trembled in a small range.

Her breath gradually heavy up, a pair of eyes also slowly earned open.

Maybe it's because she was in a coma for a long time. When she saw Fengyu, she didn't recognize it. Her eyes looked at Fengyu blankly.

However, after a while, the daze in her eyes had faded away, and gradually appeared a twisted hatred. She clenched her fists tightly, biting her teeth and looking at Fengyu crazily.

Feng Yu to her hook lip smile, and put the hands of three silver needles into her body, one of them, stabbed into her body pain.

She clearly saw that the moon spirit smoke eye light in a moment of pain broken, all hate and emotion broken pieced together, her teeth clenched tightly, but there was still a faint scream from the teeth overflow.

Fengyu's lips hook up. She really stabbed her pain points on purpose. She just wanted to see if yuelingyan's hatred for her could be maintained after she suffered from pain.

It seems that her hatred for her is not equal to her physical pain.

Yuelingyan is lying on the ground, biting her teeth and looking at Fengyu. At first, after the pain that life is not like death, now she can gradually adapt to it.

She has already been like this. This woman can't return her. It's really cruel.

She didn't find that, in fact, after Feng Yu's silver needle fell, her dark body had gradually begun to change color, as if water had been dripping into the dark ink, and the color on her skin was gradually becoming lighter.

Fengyu a pair of eyes light looking at her, know that this woman is her sister, her heart is still to her even a little pity and close all have no, is she really nature so indifferent?

At this point, she shook her head fiercely. Forget it, this woman will definitely hate her. She should be glad that she has no pity for her.

Otherwise, sooner or later, it will be you who will die.

What about my sister?

Not to mention that she is the soul of the alien world, even if she is the real Yun ningruo, she has never been together with yuelingyan. How can she get the damned sisterhood?

She looked at the month spirit smoke with a sneer, the voice of scorn lightly rang up, "month spirit smoke, now have feel better?"

The month spirit smoke hums a, the voice of the same sneer maliciously rang up, "cloud Feng Yu, you are so vicious, long Zixuan certainly don't know?"

Feng Yu eyebrows moved, light smile, "how can I see?"

The month spirit smoke closes a pair of eyes son, the voice says sarcastically, "if he knows you are so vicious, how can also want you?"? Yun Fengyu, you'd better cling to him and let him not abandon you. Otherwise, you will die miserably. "Feng Yu raised his head and looked thoughtfully at longzixuan. Suddenly, he wanted to know whether she was vicious or kind in longzixuan's heart?

At this point, she shook her head again. It doesn't matter whether he is kind or vicious, as long as he likes her.

If one day

If one day, he really don't want her, she won't die miserably as yuelingyan said. Is she really useless outside longzixuan?

So in yuelingyan's eyes, all the pride she has now comes from longzixuan?

She chuckled, squatted down and pulled out the silver needle on yuelingyan. When her finger fell on the silver needle on her pain point, she pressed it deliberately.

A sharp pain of killing the top came quickly, spread all over the body. Yueling smoke took a breath, even the scalp seemed to be tight.

She opens a pair of eyes son, anger resentment of see to Feng feather, Feng feather eyebrow moved, looking at her innocent hook lip to smile.

Yuelingyan's whole body has returned to normal, so she appreciates her pale face and twisted facial features.

Fengyu has a sense of accomplishment in her heart when she turns a perfect and kind woman into what she looks like now. She knows that sometimes she is abnormal.

But she was proud.

Put away the silver needle, Fengyu takes out the bone china bottle from longzixuan's hand, and shakes it in front of yuelingyan's eyes. The corner of her lips evokes an evil radian.

"Princess Lingyan, do you look familiar?"

as like as two peas, the bone porcelain bottle seems to be a style, and the dragon's purple is the same as the one used by the moon before the Ling Dynasty.