Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1296 Master's Little Demon Girl (42)

   Is this killing him?

  Bai Weiwei felt that it was Xue Wuhen who killed her.

  This man intends to transfer the poisonous fire to her at once.

   Let her go straight to the grave.

  In the end, she couldn't take it anymore, she put her fingers lazily on his shoulders, and begged him with a voice as soft as water.

  Xue Wuhen's eyes were deep and terrifying, and her black hair fell on her naked body, strange and delicate.

  He said in a low voice, "It's almost over."

  Bai Weiwei: The way you lie is really hateful.

   In a daze, she felt that Xue Wuhen's fingers seemed to have pinched her neck.

  She yelled softly like instinct, "Master..."

  Her long hair is loose, like the most beautiful monster in the night, her half-down eyes are confused and ignorant, as if she doesn't know how attractive she looks.

  His fingers couldn't help but soften, stroking her neck, but in the end he was still not willing to pinch it.

  Bai Weiwei knew it because her body was still useful.

  That's why this **** is reluctant to do it.

   There is no hint of favorability, everything depends on her own experience to guess his mind.

   This also made it difficult for her to catch the rhythm of his rising favorability.

   There is no notification sound for favorability, and the increased workload is not one or two points.

   Just when Bai Weiwei was dizzy and finally passed out.

  In the darkness, Xue Wuhen's eyes on her body flickered violently.

  He was breathing heavily and seemed to be in pain.

  His eyes fixed on Bai Weiwei below him, his expression twisted for a moment.

   Most of the poisonous fire has spread to her.

  He should be comfortable, but another terrible pain in his body is tormenting him.

   is the chest, where the heart is.

  Xue Wuhen stretched out his hand to cover his chest, swallowing a mouthful of blood.

   A precursor to madness.

  Xue Wuhen endured for a long time before regaining her composure.

  The crazy thing about this martial art is not the poisonous fire, but the inability to be emotional.

  Emotional, martial arts will directly bite his body.

  When he chose this martial art back then, he saw that he couldn't be emotional and sneered.

   After all, he is indifferent by nature and will not be tempted for anyone.

  So he took this path without hesitation.

  But today...

  Xue Wuhen thought of the pain in her chest a few times before, all from... Bai Weiwei.

  He got up and looked blankly at the **** the bed.

  She frowned slightly, her lips were bitten by him, her face was pink and tender, and her blush was as beautiful as a flower bud.

  The slender wrist rested outside the quilt, and the fingertips were delicate and slender.

   All are exquisite, and all make people feel enchanting and innocent.

  Xue Wuhen silently put her hands back under the quilt, then put on her clothes and went out.

  Under the moonlight, he suddenly drew a flower branch, which turned into sword energy, and danced fiercely and quickly.

   Sword skills are unparalleled in the world.

  There is a steady stream of internal strength, and there is never exhaustion.

  After Du Huo left, the last flaw in his martial arts was about to be resolved.

   Just one or two more times and he will be completely healed.

  And Bai Weiwei...

  His swordplay faltered, and the image of her smiling sweetly at him seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

   Thinking of her vicious side again.

  Even this side is so gorgeous that no woman can match it.

   Every frown and smile is simply born to charm men.

  As long as she is willing, no man should be able to refuse her.

  But she only had him in her eyes.

  This feeling is terribly hot.

  Xue Wuhen has been indifferent for half her life, and this is the first time she has encountered such a straightforward and direct love.

  It was so hot that it could almost scald his extremely cold heart...

  (end of this chapter)