Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1312 Master's Little Demon Girl (60)

  The familiar pain in the chest began to appear.

  The medicine she gave him only temporarily suppressed his pain.

  She has always been smart, if he knows that she is a drug, he will always dote on her.

  So I would rather be his medicine for the rest of my life.

   Also refused to study the antidote to make him heal.

  But she didn't know, he would kill her.

  Xue Wuhen couldn't find Bai Weiwei's body. After the effect of the medicine wore off, her body immediately began to collapse.

   This chest-cracking pain.

   Made him realize that even if she died, he still couldn't live.

  So he could only enter the ice pool and be eroded by the cold poison to suppress the emotional pain in his chest.

  His hair also turned white due to the cold poison of Bingchi.

  Xue Wuhen's extremely pale face showed a murderous look.

   "Whoever steals her, I will kill that person."

  He looked at the ribbon, which was bright red, and he could vaguely think of the red hair ribbon fluttering when she tied her buns.

  Xue Wuhen slowly evoked a smile.

   But this smile froze.

   All the feelings she once gave him, how wonderful.

   How brutal right now.

  Xue Wuhen lowered his eyes, pale face, purple lips trembling, he bowed his head and kissed her hairband.

   "I'll go and bring you back, even if... I know you don't want to see me."

  She died, but trapped him.

  Xue Wuhen knew that his time was running out. He once thought that he could just kill the one he loved.

   will survive.

  But he didn't expect that his heart could not deceive anyone when she died.

  Emotions that have been moved cannot be taken back at all.

  Xue Wuhen walked forward slowly, with snow-white hair floating in a cold mist.

  He tied the red hairband to his white hair.

  His whole body is white, except for the headband on his hair, which is so red that it looks like blood.

  Xue Wuhen put on her crescent-colored robe, took a long sword, and went out like this.

  The hair tie is tied to the door knocker, and outside the door knocker is a hanging martial artist.

   Xue Wuhen seemed unable to see such humiliation.

  Just passing by the naked person, the rope of that person suddenly broke.

   Falling from above.

  Xue Wuhen walked over without squinting.

  The person who sent the hairband also sent him an address.

  This address is on top of a hill, surrounded by woods on all sides.

   Very suitable for ambush, the person who invited him should want him to die.

  Xue Wuhen didn't have any mood swings, he only knew the person who sent the invitation.

  There is Bai Weiwei's body.

   Otherwise, this hair tie would not appear on the door knocker.

  The Demon Sect is thriving again, and it seems that he is going to kill him, the leader of the martial arts, to demonstrate.

  Xue Wuhen sneered and smiled, he touched his sword, it seems that today he can kill again.

  On the top of the mountain, Xue Wuhen was dressed in white clothes like snow, and he saw a group of people from the Demon Cult surrounding him.

  No surprises, just said coldly: "Who are you saintess?"

  Bai Weiwei's body should be in the hands of the so-called saint.

  Saint…

  If the Demon Cult has not been destroyed once.

   Weiwei should also succeed the saint.

  Xue Wuhen's chest tingled, he suppressed the pain of surging blood, a few strands of silver hair fell on his cheeks, and his handsome face had a kind of heart-wrenching beauty.

  But his pupils are only lifeless and crazy.

  The members of the Demon Cult are extremely loyal to the current saint, as if they were poisoned.

   Without saying a word, he rushed forward and wanted to kill him.

  Xue Wuhen saw a pink sedan chair in the distance, with tulle covering the sedan chair, and a beautiful figure looming inside.

  (end of this chapter)