Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1348 Master's Little Demon Girl (99)

   directly exposed the fact that he really has no feelings.

  It's not like before. He said he had no feelings and hated him to death.

  In fact, all kinds of subtle expressions will make Xue Wuhen wonder if she is lying.

  She shook her ankle lazily, and the sound of the bell had a crisp and cold feeling.

  The long sword in her hand was lightly placed on Xue Wuhen's left wrist, coldly and casually, "Master, I'm afraid you will break through the limit of poison, so I will abolish you first."

  Her words have no emotional fluctuations.

   It seems to have done a very ordinary thing, as if throwing a piece of garbage.

   Does anyone feel proud of throwing out trash, or to show off?

   No, everyone thinks it is very common.

  Xue Wuhen felt at this moment that in Bai Weiwei's eyes, she was just that piece of garbage that was thrown away at will.

  After throwing it away, there will be no waves left in her heart.

  His heart that believed in her love so much was suddenly shaken.

   "Weiwei, are you trying to make me hate you?"

   Hate her, not emotional.

   is equal to keeping him alive.

  This thought made him feel no sadness even when facing her sword.

  Bai Weiwei smiled, "You think it is, anyway, you can still be so optimistic before you die, I am also happy for you."

   After speaking, the tip of the sword pierced hard and pulled it away with a stroke.

  The meridians of both his hands were broken.

  The kind of wound that is broken without any chance of recovery.

  Blood surged out, staining his white robe and silver hair.

  He looked at her with hot and complicated eyes, as if he couldn't understand, but also seemed to be shaken.

  Bai Weiwei dodged his blood lightly, and the hem of her skirt accidentally got a little bit dirty.

  She frowned and reached out to brush it away, as if she was dusting off.

   However, the blood stains are stained, and even if it is wet, it is not easy to fade away.

  She said with some regret: "I really like this skirt, so I can't wear it like this."

  Then she weighed the long sword, "It's all my fault, master, why did you make the sword so heavy."

  Xue Wuhen's voice was a little hoarse, "If I know you want to take it, I will make a lighter sword, so as not to make your hands sore."

When Bai Weiwei heard it, she finally smiled, "Master, you really love me, you are so silly and cute. My mother used to say that a man who likes a woman will become a fool no matter how smart he is. I still don't believe it. When I saw you, I realized that it was real."

  As she spoke, she cut off the meridians on his feet with some effort.

   All hands and feet are useless.

  Xue Wuhen knew that there was no possibility of recovery from the degree of rupture of the meridians.

  She really wants to abolish him.

  No room left.

  Blood soaked most of his body, his eyes were extremely dark and dark, like a bottomless abyss, but there was an irremovable tenderness between his brows and eyes.

  In a man, there is unexpectedly cold sophistication and tenderness and fragility at the same time.

  Bai Weiwei was not moved at all, she threw away the long sword and complained: "It's a heavy death."

   Still pretty and capricious.

  He is still indifferent and vicious.

  Xue Wuhen's heart sank slowly, bit by bit.

  The blood on his face turned pale with the loss of blood.

  He couldn't find a trace of liking him in her expression.

  He used to like playing games, and when he was most excited, he saw those people falling into hell.

  But once those people really fell.

  He is not interested anymore, he will start to slack off and be lazy.

   Even disgusted and impatient.

  (end of this chapter)