He is no longer the one who loves her so much. He is no longer the God who pampers her to the bone. He is no longer the one who relies on her when she is most desperate. Everything has changed since that time when he was going to leave on the falling sound cliff, kissing her forehead and waiting for him

He forgot all about her, only she still held that memory tightly.

Changed, everything has changed!

He is now the trust of music, the fiance of music. He's here for the musical -

ha ha, vicious? Yes, in his eyes, she has always been vicious

She roared in the head, the extreme pain and despair just want her blood to rush to the top of her head!

She suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was sharp: "hahaha, yes, I am always vicious! God Jiuli, you are not the first to know! "

Shen Jiuli's face is livid. Her body is covered with blood from head to foot, and even her hair is dripping with blood beads. The whole person seems to be pulled out of the blood pool.

Only a small face is white, but the lips are stained with blood beads. I don't know if it's her or music

She stabbed him in the eye like this

It also makes him more angry!

Although she was bathed in blood, her clothes were not broken at all. Obviously, the blood was splashed when she was torturing the music

Cruel means are more ferocious than demons.

He suddenly removed his eyes, fingers in the sleeves of the grip, deep voice: "snow clothes, don't force me to kill you!"

Kill her?

Haha, think she's afraid?!

Ning Xuemo looks up to the sky and smiles, like laughing that he told a big joke. Instead of talking to him, she suddenly flashes, a red dagger flies out and stabs at the music sound not far away!

She's crazy! Dare to be so in his face!

God Jiuli's sleeve is rolled. The sleeve wind blows. The dagger turns into powder on the spot.

He raised his hand and pressed Ning Xuemo directly on the tree beside him. His eyes were cold: "Ning Xuemo, do you really think I won't kill you?"

When she was mentioned directly, she would not vomit if there was white light in her palm -

she would kill the people around him again and again by cruel means without any regret!

She said that she was Ning Xuemo, not xueyimo, but the means were even worse than xueyimo!

He is too indulgent with her!

Is it true that he is a false god?!

He was cold. He had a mask on his face. Behind the mask, in his black eyes, there was an opportunity to kill.

Ning Xuemo is still dripping blood. She is also looking at him. She looks at him as if she knew him on the first day, and knew him on the first day!

Such eyes make Jiuli's heart cold.

"God Jiuli, I hate you!" She opened her mouth word by word, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

God nine Li palm a stiff: "what? What qualifications do you have to hate this seat? "

She hates him? Why hate him? He and she have been calculated again and again clearly is he, why does she hate?!

Ningxuemo doesn't look at him anymore. She laughs more and more loudly. She can hardly breathe.

She laughed so violently that suddenly she opened her mouth and spewed out another mouthful of blood, which was falling on the front of God Jiuli.

That blood is bright red, with the smell of sweet, just like the red plum on his snow-white skirt, dazzling red!

God nine Li palm a shake suddenly let go, rather snow Mo slide down, fall on the ground.