Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The bones in Chu Lianjue's body made a crackling sound, his mouth turned purple from biting it, and even blood oozed out. His forehead was so painful that a layer of cold sweat broke out. He remained silent and stubbornly refused to let his right leg go down another inch.

"Hypocrite? Are you talking about yourselves? Are you, the people of the Devil's Cult, so interesting when you resort to these dirty tricks without providing any evidence?"

Fusheng's face was expressionless, but she kicked him hard on the joints with her legs, and there was a sound of bones being broken.

Chu Lianjue swallowed the painful cry in his mouth, his eyelids and eyelashes trembled, his fingers rested on the ground, and he used all his strength to prevent his body from collapsing.

This is his last dignity as a descendant of the Chu family.

"Stop!" Lu Ke exclaimed, "He is still a child."

Jiaoyang has slowly walked over here, feeling like she is in a deserted place in the chaotic scene.

Fu Sheng saw this and stepped back.

She smiled slightly and stepped on Chu Lianjue's hand to support her body with her foot. She tilted her head and showed a sweet smile to Lu Ke. The boy's fingers were soon bloody and bloody, leaving several blood marks on the bloody ground.

Facing his hateful eyes, Jiaoyang didn't even look at him. She has seen too many people, men and women, look at her like this.

"It was your people who broke their promise first, so you can't blame me," Jiaoyang smiled brightly, which was in sharp contrast to the ruthless movements under her boots, "You have to let me vent my anger first. You know, originally I I have already decided to be a good person, but you don’t give me a chance.”

"Sheng, Jiao, Yang" every word he said seemed to be filled with deep-seated hatred.

Jiaoyang smiled and grabbed his hair and lifted half of his body up, "Why, you still can't let go of this name? Isn't the woman with whom you have a blood feud named Yi Fuling? Why, are you sharing the same name with me? That memory is more profound than my hatred for destroying your family."

".roll."

He was so weak that he almost ran out of strength. His body was covered in blood. Cold sweat mixed with blood, dripping down his hair and turning into lines. At this moment, he had another kind of broken and strange beauty.

"I will never let you go, absolutely not. I will use the knife in my hand to cut off your flesh inch by inch, making your life worse than death."

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and made a very troubled expression: "That sounds really nice, but it's a pity that your life seems to be in my hands now. You should tell me how you want to make me Life is worse than death? You know, the louder you scream now, it automatically translates into 'I don't want to live anymore, come and kill me' in my ears."

Chu Lianjue said nothing, lowered his head and groaned. Jiaoyang wondered if he was so angry that he choked in his throat and couldn't breathe, or if he simply fainted because of her anger.

She was a little surprised to feel the aura of water jade unicorn in his body, which was getting stronger and stronger along with his anger. The last time he planned to unite with the Demon Cult to poison Lu Ke and then met her alone, she clearly felt that the power in his body was very weak.

Jiao Yang had a hunch that if he wanted to forcefully remove the water jade unicorn from his body, now would be a good time.

As for the first method of deception, the moment he knew she was Yi Fuling, she had not thought about that.