Chapter 1280： Master's Little Demon Girl (53)

Chapter 1280 Master's Little Demon Girl (53)

And she did not see a trace of love in her eyes, only the disgust of remorse.

He finally broke her last hope.

Will ruin her, all his love.

This is also good, she hates him.

really good.

All his purposes have been achieved, and no one in this world can shake his heart.

He is ruthless, martial arts, and invincible.

He... killed her and survived.

The snow suddenly opened his mouth without a trace, and a blood rushed out of his lips. He coughed a few times, thinking that there was only one bite.

But then, he vomited blood and spit, and the pain in his chest made him unable to suppress.

He gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood, and then picked up the soft body of Bai Weiwei.

His handsome face is very white, like a jade carving, no life.

"Today, I am bothered to run a sneak peek. Although she is a cult teacher, she is still the wife of my family. After her death, she will also enter the genealogy of my family and enter the cemetery of my snow house."

The guests at the scene looked at each other and no one dared to have any opinions.

After all, no trace of snow will kill people, and the rest of the matter is also harmless.

Snow did not trace the reason to the guests and sent everything away.

I took Bai Weiwei’s body and walked back to the room.

Then almost uncontrollable, he began to vomit blood again.

He thought that killing her, he would be able to live, and he would not be tempted by anyone since then.

But why did she die, or hate him for dying.

He still had a severe pain in his chest, and he was so upset that he was at a loss.

Snow does not dare to think deeply, it seems like a deep thought, the answer is not what he can bear.

He can't regret it, his distress is a moment, and he can bear it.

Put her on the bed, he was sitting still.

It suddenly rained outside and the rain poured.

The snow-stained, stiff eyeballs finally moved, and he saw the rain splashing into the window, and the rain splashed on her face.

The thick blood on her face began to open.

Exposed to the original white complexion.

Snow did not reveal her hand, to wipe her **** water, and her fingers touched her skin and suddenly shook.

it's too cold.

It’s like a dead body...

Indeed, she is already a dead body.

I won't wake up again in the future, and I won't open my eyes and call him a master.

The snow did not seem to suppress the pain of the chest, and she still held the crystal bottle she had in her hand.

Suddenly he held the hand on the table and seemed to have encountered something.

The snow looked down without a trace, and the table was full of books.

They are some esoteric, very old cheats.

Some are in his family's library, and he always spoiled her in order to gain her trust.

Let her go freely and casually.

This ancestral home has the wealth accumulated by his snow family for centuries, and the martial arts cheats that all kinds of outsiders dream of.

He had never been so reassured by others before.

Even if she is the one that is most unreliable.

Uncertainty, moodiness, and defilement.

Why is he so relieved that he will give the keys to this house to her?

Even if it is to gain her trust, it should not be ... should not be so reserved for her.

The snow was not traced by the pain of the chest. His hands touched the cheats and saw the notes in her handwriting.

It’s really a mess, so precious books.

She used her ink pen to graffiti on it without any scruples.

Snow has no trace but knows that this is her temper, chaos and willfulness.

It’s just in front of him, it’s just a good fit.

(End of this chapter)