The Secret of the Seal

"Sister Wen, don't be afraid! Xuankui has nothing to fear, his death is coming! Believe me!"

"I see you still shut up!" Qu Lin screamed, one heavy hand, kneeling on Zhuang Hu's chest. Zhuang Hu couldn't bear it, and a bit of blood spurted out a foot.

"Qu Lin, what are you doing??" Wen Hao was shocked and shouted at Qu Lin.

Qu Lin’s face is full of sneer sneer, the faint road “Why, seeing the old lover being beaten, are you distressed?”

"Qu Lin, you... what are you talking about?" Wen Hao was shivered by Qu Lin’s words, and his face was even more blue. [

Qu Lin just ignored the anger and grievances of Wen Hao and continued to sneer. "When Zhuang Hu was still in the shape of the gods, you two hooked up and thought that everyone else is a blind man? Wen Hao, you are in front of me. Putting on the look of a virgin woman, in my eyes, you are a smuggler who wants to be a scorpion and want to set up a memorial archway!"

"I... I killed you!" Wen Hao couldn't help but sway, waving the palm of his hand and slamming it toward Qu Lin.

The reason why Qu Lin dared to bully the literary genius is because her cultivation is higher than the literary one. Seeing the arrogance of the literary genre, no panic, one by one, the literary The palm of the hand, easily unloaded to the side, while raising the palm, slamming, leaving five distinct fingerprints on the face of Wen Hao.

"Wen Yujie!" Seeing Wen Hao was beaten, Zhuang Hu was taken aback, and the subconscious mind had to stand up, but Qu Lin took advantage of the situation, and he slammed back.

"You guys, men and women, want to scatter in front of me, it’s just looking for death!" Qu Lin got cheap, but she refused to give up. Fortunately, the other three female disciples couldn’t bear to see the humiliation of Wenyu, and together they went to Qu Lin. Stopped.

It was slap in the face of Qu Lin’s fan, and all the self-esteem of Wen Hao was almost completely broken. The humiliation and oppression that has been suffered for so many years, all of her brains have hit her heart, let Wen Hao instantly desperate to the extreme.

Silent sadness is the most terrible, and no one knows what is brewing in this silence. Maybe it is dying, but it may be an explosion!

In desperation, the softness of the literary grace faded a little, and the anger in the eyes rose in a little bit.

"Wen Xiaojie, you... are you okay?" Zhuang Hu asked with a full of worries, murmured.

Wen Hao did not answer, but suddenly looked up and looked at Zhuang Hu. He asked, "The tiger, you used me as your sister, but I didn't protect you. I didn't even stand up and say a word for you. Do you think? My sister is useless?"

"How come? Wen Jie, you are my forever sister!" Zhuang Hu has never seen Wen Hao reveal such a demeanor, and the heartstring is tightened a little bit.

Wen Hao nodded gently, slowly to the blood on Zhuang Tiger's face, wiped a little bit clean "Tiger, with your words, the sister is enough. Sister is a bitter woman, now, It’s time to get rid of it."

"Sister, what do you say? What is liberation?" Zhuang Hu felt more and more uncomfortable, shouting nervously.

"Don't!" And at this moment, Mifen's exclamation came over and made Zhuang Hu taut.

Looking back, Zhuang Hu’s anger is mad. I saw that Miffin struggled, but it was still gradually pulled into my arms by Xuankui. At this time, Xuankui’s hand, like the claws, slowly approached Miffin’s full-fledged Virgin Peak, with an evil and sensual smile on his face, horrifying!