Chapter 1312： Master's Little Demon Girl (86)

Chapter 1312 Master's Little Demon Girl (86)

Rather than returning to life, she is actually a fake death.

This is the most reasonable explanation.

And this jump, it is impossible to die.

So...do she love him?

The snow only felt the blood in his mouth, and he was disgusting. He looked at her belt to be separated.

The finger finally moved, then he quickly reached out and his fingertips rushed out, suddenly grabbing her belt and licking it.

Huge internal force, breaking the wind, dragging her whole person down.

Her whole person was swaying into his arms in the whistling wind.

Her skin is cold, cold by the wind, and her body is stiff, but he feels that her body is incredibly beautiful.

His lips pressed against her ears, with a **** smell, smothered her hair.

"What do you want me to do?"

Isn't he just dead? Not entangled her.

Shouldn't she hate him?

Snow has no self-deprecating laughter, but the tone is crazy with desperation. "Are you because of locusts? But when I die, the locusts will die, so you are free."

Bai Weiwei shook, but he did not have the ability to speak out loud.

Because the speed is too fast, the wind speed is too fast, she was taken into his arms, his head buried in his chest, and his head could not be lifted.

The snow did not see her shaking, and even the cold wind could not resist.

His eyes finally softened and sighed softly.

He reached up and held her head, touched her hair, and bowed her head to kiss her hair.

"I don't die, you can't be free."

After that, he suddenly changed his body shape, and his peak effort was light.

Although this martial art is deadly deadly.

However, the internal force, the practice method, which is replaced by the life, is a must in the world.

He has never been defeated, only he wants to die, otherwise, any difficulty is not enough to make him fall into a deadly desperate situation.

There is no trace of snow in the snow, holding her down the wind, stretching her foot and stepping on a prominent cliff stone, and the body is as light as a swallow.

A piece of cliff stone, before his majestic internal force, is a smooth staircase.

He hugged her and jumped back to the top of the mountain.

The night is cold and the moonlight is clear.

Bai Weiwei was held in his arms and kept shaking.

She was still afraid of death. She didn't even dare to look up. She could only hold his clothes and bury his head in his chest. The ostrich died and refused to look outside.

Snow did not hear her vague and desperate whisper, "How can you die, I am not allowed to die, Master..."

He stood still, holding his hands more hard.

She may be frightened, not even knowing that she is saved, not afraid of it.

How can you fly before and when you are poisonous?

Under the moonlight, a moon shines over the snow.

His blood-stained face, a few stunned, lost the calmness of the weekdays, and there was a little more eager luster in his eyes.

He did not dare to believe her.

But what she did, but forced him to believe.

The heart is empty, hated, doubtful, loving, and there is something that should not be, filled with bitter happiness.

The snow did not change the moving lips, and finally could not ask the sound.

I didn't even want her to come back, so that she could only huddle in her arms and tremble.

Don't go anywhere.

The snow hugged her without a trace, coveted and bowed, and kissed her hair.

His look is tender and tender.

The pain in the chest, the blood in the upper reaches, and her trembling.

All made him feel very calm.

In the end, she was afraid of his death, and deliberately provoked him, hated him, and did not stay with him.

Or she really hates him, just to play the game, and put on a look of affection.

He didn't care at the moment, he just wanted to hold her for a while.

Enjoy this short period of time before his death, a rare warmth.

The last one, hugged you a bunch, what the scum of the dead dog is lying down and sleeping.

good night.

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There is no trace of snow: "Do you love me, love, love, love, not love..."

He licked the flower, a petal and a petal count.

System reminder: "Do not love, don't love, don't love..."

There is no trace of snow in the snow, and the system is dead.

Then he continued to count the petals.

(End of this chapter)