The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiwei listened, and quickly began to turn his brain, thinking about how to get away from it for a while.

There were not a few people in the room.

If you want to live forever, you have already embraced the brain of the beast and started to drink. The expression is like a poisoned person, with excitement in the confusion.

Helian Weiwei also followed the action. She knew that she must let herself move. If she refused directly, Murong Hongtu would definitely kill her like the rich businessman.

Of course, he is not necessarily her opponent.

But Helen Weiwei has not forgotten the task of today.

The reason why Tu Sufeng only asked them to inquire about the recent news of Murong Hongtu is to think about moving quietly and not to be amazed.

So she can't do it.

"Why don't you drink!" "The old woman standing next to Helen Vivi, wearing a cloak, looked at Helen Weiwei inexplicably.

Helen Weiwei has not spoken yet.

Murong Hongtu suddenly opened the scorpion's scorpion, and swept her coldly.

Helian Weiwei smiled and said: "I always have to ask what is the taste, and it is such a rare good thing, it is enough to taste slowly."

As she said, she lifted her head and glanced at the sideguard: "Go and bring me the glass."

"The little brother is a person who will enjoy it." Murong Hongtu laughed: "I also give the general a glass of wine."

Helen Weiwei smiled and smashed the blood with a wine glass, and then raised his long sleeves: "I will do it first."

Murong Hung opened her eyebrows and saw her empty at the bottom of the cup. She saw blood on her lips. This took her eyes back and greeted other people: "Come here, we all have a toast!"

In the midst of jubilation, everyone has a psychedelic smile on his face.

Xiaobai worried and frowned. "Woman, you don't really drink."

"How come." Helen Weiwei stuck his long sleeves, coughed softly, and there was still sweetness in his throat.

The original smile laughed: "Woman, you are really sincere to yourself." In order to be able to stain the thin lips with blood, use the inner to shake the meridians, and only this woman can do it.

He Lianweiwei smiled with a brow, brought a breath of jade, and pressed his left hand down, while talking and laughing with the people next to him, while adjusting the breath.

However, it is at this time.

The old woman was like crazy, sniffing around, licking the corner of the tongue with blood, and giving people a horrible horror: "What is your taste, how so sweet?"

Helen Weiwei breathed a meal, then smiled: "What can I have on my body? The blood in this room is strong, are you smelling wrong?"

"Yes..." The old woman was puzzled and looked down and thought about the person who leaned against the wooden chair: "You smelled him, is it good?"

The man heard the words and looked at Helen Weiwei.

Xiaobai subconsciously retreats. It is worried that some people will notice the existence of the beast after drinking the blood of the spirit for the first time.

However, Helen Weiwei knows that it is very likely that the other person will ask about the blood hidden in her sleeve.

"It's really fragrant, so sweet." The man's expression was more intoxicated than the old woman, and gradually fell down.

Helianweiwei's fingers were tight, but the light was as calm as usual.

The two men glanced at each other and then stepped closer to Helen Weiwei...

"It is indeed a taste." Murong Hongtu grinned, and there was still blood in his mouth, and he turned to Helen Weiwei.

Helen Weiwei did not move, but she knew what situation she was in now. In the face of these coveted eyes, she only felt that these people were not like people at all, but lost all feelings, leaving only the sense of smell. Zombies.

Helen Weiwei blinked his eyes, his palms sighed, but his face did not show any panic.

Instead, it makes people feel that she has no problems.

"Your sense of smell is good." Murong Hongtu smiled again, crossed Helen Weiwei again, and rubbed his finger on the rope hanging on the beam: "The smell is from this guy, this guy It must be contracted by a high-spirited beast to exude such a good smell."

Said, Murong Hongtu's fingers are hard, just listen to the bang!

A man in a white shirt was dropped. His body was tied with an iron chain. The chain was used to bind the beasts. It was more than enough to deal with human beings.

The man was half-headed, his hands tied and tied to the beam of the house. The black broken hair was scattered around the corner of his eye, just covering the deep eyes of the old well.

What is exposed is his well-defined chin and white buttocks.

Probably was put down, the man slowly raised his head, such arrogance and indifference, even if he appeared in this posture, still can not change the amazing beauty of that body!

It's him!

Helian Weiwei looked at the man who was hanged up and could show the tall and cold temperament, and Liu Mei slightly twisted.

The situation seems to be a little overtaken by her mastery.

When she came out, he was not good at the college.

How was it kidnapped in a blink of an eye...

Helen Weiwei was thinking about it, and saw that the Bailijiajue, who had been lifted up, had already put her gaze on her body. The **** thin lips were slightly raised upwards, and it looked slightly more flirtatious than usual. Only because of the nose and the sweetness of the nose and the **** sky.

From the cliff, the Baili Jiajue began to consciously or unconsciously check out the things of the beast. At that time, he did not have much enthusiasm.

If it is not Taibai College, there will be one after another, Warcraft should not appear.

He wouldn't come in person. At the beginning, he noticed the strangeness of Murong Hongtu, but he didn't like to kill the enemy with one stroke. He wanted to play slowly, so that is more fun, isn't it?

Just... the person who dared to tie him, Murong Hongtu is still the first one.

The beautiful peach blossoms of the Bailijiajue smashed, and once again fell on Helen Weiwei, and the long eyebrows were wrinkled.

"Isn't that your man?" "The spirit of the original meditation is getting more and more evil: "How did he get tied up?"

Helen Weiwei gave the original a very standard answer: "He likes to play role-playing."

With her understanding of a highness of the temple, one of the temples must have been sent to the door and was tied up... so bad...

Helen Weiwei shook his head in his heart.

I heard that Murong Hongtu sneered and said: "This person swayed twice in the door of the room, thinking that he could hold me, oh, it was naive." He said, he took the sharp knife and smiled a little: "With such a good talent, the blood is definitely good to drink. It just happens to be a medicine for your beast."