Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite the Bait Please

Outside the door, Qing Yu helplessly rubbed his eyebrows, and the body leaned against the tree at random. "You are so loud, it will be estimated that you don't have to sneak up and see, people are called by you."

It’s mostly that the sun shines on the body and feels too comfortable. The glamorous girl like a fox squints, one hand is resting behind her head, and it is in great contrast with the powdery girl who is violently leaping. The beauty is like a picture. Picture.

This scene seems to have met.

Once upon a time, she seemed to be so focused on who she was, and who had become the most beautiful scenery in her eyes.

Night away from my brother..."

Yue Xinyan looked a glimpse, looked at the black body, the bright sunshine is still shining, still the man with a chill, step by step, and this sudden move shocked everyone.

Qing Yu, who was originally careless, looked cold, and the narrow phoenix looked sharply at one place. The danger of oncoming made her all vigilant.

A huge beast with a large body can open his mouth at a very fast speed, rushing to the white shadow and fiercely, sweeping the terrible storm that wants to tear everything apart.

"No!"

I don’t know who’s sharp and broken, and I’m not screaming out and hoarse in my throat.

Time seems to be still at this second.

When everyone did not react to this sudden change, seeing the delicate and beautiful girl is going to die.

The beast had already rushed to her, and the big bell-like eyes were full of brutal breath. The next moment, suddenly, the sky screamed, the voice with sorrow, with the joy of a long-awaited reunion, the beast was actually There are two lines of tears flowing down.

This is a big reversal!

No one thought that the girl who should have died in the mouth of the beast was still standing in front of her.

Yan Xirou was fainted when he saw the terrible behemoth.

On the other hand, the white girl who is only half a step away from the behemoth, the look has not changed, and the enchanting phoenix flashes a touch of complexity.

This familiar atmosphere, even the blond teenagers in the body have been fluctuated, it is difficult to add shock, "This is ... ... eyes wearing a virtual beast?!"

The fierce and fierce behemoth is like a well-behaved cat, crouching in front of the girl, and looking up at the brightly colored beast, full of joy.

"It's just... incredible."

After Yue Xinfang’s exclamation, the moment was full of surprises.

This beast is a night's mount from his brother. According to legend, it is a Taikoo beast. It can swallow the sky and avoid the sun. It is very powerful. Apart from being close to the touch of its own master, it is very fierce. For so many years, she only sees it occasionally. After a few times, I have never been close, but in general, there is no master to call, it will not come out easily.

But just, it seems to be instinctive, smashed out of the space, and liked the girl like a relative like a partner.

She is, who?

Qing Yu leaned down slightly, and one hand touched the huge head of the giant beast. The hard and tight body became soft under the tender touch of the girl, and the sound of the timid "squeaky" sounded in the mouth.

"It still likes you the most."

Whether it is past life or this life, even if the skin is changed, the unique soul cannot be indelible.

Qing Yu snorted and then straightened up, the twilight was dim, "Who are you..."

The words on the note are, be careful of this man.

On the night of the Hundred Days, when she confronted the ghost king, this person was actually outside the soul tower.

So what does he want?

And why is there such a strange eye wearing a virtual beast?

The mystery of everything has surfaced, and she... instinctively does not want to believe.

Qing night is not easy to detect from the corner of the lips, looking at the completely strange face, but with his familiar eyes, whether it is temperament or eyes are the same as the girl in memory.

She is still alive, she is standing in front of her, how good!

However, this scene is in the eyes of outsiders, but it is extremely shocking and shocking.

"Is it a blind eye, the king of the sea is talking to a girl?" Bai Liji twitched his lips, this must be an illusion!

Yue Xinyan is probably the person who knows the most about the night. He has always been a man who is indifferent and ruthless to anyone. It is impossible to do this kind of abnormal thing without reason. There must be a reason.

And for this reason... she thought of something for a moment, the big blue eyes were fierce and big, "This girl, and the picture inside it seems!"

Although she only saw it once, the memory was not particularly deep, but the strange dress of the woman in the painting, the long hair with high beam, and the special temperament, all like this girl!

She said that Barry is a glimmer of light. "It's really like."

So far, this girl can be said to be the closest person to the painting.

When Yan Cing fell away from the beginning of the night, his face changed. Why did Yan Qingyu know the night? The two look so familiar...

Is it that she has been in the glory of these years, what happened?

No, impossible.

Then the timid and weak people, in addition to having a beautiful face, can attract the attention of the night!

She will never allow such things to happen.

But... Yan condensed and tightened his fingers, and the beautiful smudges were gloomy, and this **** seemed to be different.

"You...who is it?" Qing Yu unconsciously stepped back, staring at the opposite man, under the sly wolf-shaped mask, a pair of green and green like a beast-like scorpion, making people feel shock.

"Someone once told me that the separation in my name is not parting, but a long time to reunite." Qing night slowly opened his lips, slender fingers slowly touched the mask on his face, and then, the mask was picked It’s down.

From this point of view, everyone can't see what he is doing, but he clearly sees him, actually took off the mask!

Someone said that he was as ugly as Raksha, and some people said that he was as beautiful as God, but no one had ever seen his face, but today he was facing a strange girl, revealing Never showed the appearance of people.

Under the mask is a white, almost transparent face.

Without the masking of the mask, the green scorpion is deeper and more confusing, full of aggressiveness, so some pale skin of white sputum, thin lips and red blood, like the moisture of countless blood, is so glamorous.

Before the change, Qing Ye is a handsome and elegant, clean and clear young boy, now derived from the green and silver hair, the forehead of a wolf head mark, the plain will be buried in a clean, demon and evil.

"How could this be?" Qing Yu smashed the scorpion and could hardly believe that the person in front of him was the boy in his own impression.

Qing night did not seem to see the pain in the girl’s eyes, and the fingertips hesitated to touch her cheek. “I’m so sad... I just said that I gave up on me, but I’m not sure about abandoning it. I am..."

The muttering soft voice, coupled with the movements of touching the girl's cheeks, is incomparably awkward, but I can't feel a warmth. The slender fingers clenched the girl's slender neck for a moment, as if End the fragile life.

"Rely, is this guy crazy? Is it the person he is looking for? Is this a lot of hard work to find the result is to kill someone?" Bai Liji’s heart was shocked and the face was consistent. Everything is almost cracked.

Such a beautiful girl, he is also willing to go to the killer? !

"The night is not from my brother." Yue Xinyan frowned and said that although he was cold and ruthless in his impression, he was not as **** and brutal as the others passed, at least never killing him for no reason.

What's more, the girl is probably the one he has been looking for.

Everyone was very worried about the situation there, but they were helpless. When the night was gone, the enchantment was already arranged around them. Obviously they did not want them to be close, and they could only stand in the distance and be anxious.

Yan Ning has been listening to their conversation silently, and I understand it.

The person who is looking for the night is a woman, and the woman is very similar to Yan Qingyu.

So... what does the woman mean to him?

No matter who it is, even if it is a substitute, that person can not be Yan Qingyu!

When her mother had already taken away all the love of her father, is she still going to fight her for someone she likes for so many years?

If that's the case...

I can't blame her for not feeling love.

Being caught in the most vulnerable place, Qing Yu did not panic. She knew the man too much than anyone. Whenever he wanted to hurt, he did not want her to suffer a bit of pain.

The green Yingying pupils are all painful. They really feel the powerful life beating under the neck. The night is not calm down, but it is even more violent." I still remember that you are covered with blood and motionless today... ...Is it right for me to be just a playmate, so you don't care about me without you, what hurts you!"

He clearly did not use much strength, but the hand that could hold the girl's neck burst out of the blue veins. He was trying to restrain his emotions, but the man who had always been angry and indifferent, only facing her. At the time, I lost all my reason.

At the time of the first meeting, the eyes without any humanity have only been put into the shadow of a person since then. In the long and lonely years, only staying by her side seems to feel the meaning of existence, the world. Beautiful.

He does not understand complex human nature, but he has a pure heart.

He immediately liked the girl with a warm smile. He was willing to give her back to her. She was willing to leave her place where she had lived. Because of her simple love, he chose to stay with her without reservation. Everything is dedicated to myself, including life.

But she chose her own quiet death, and letting him live alone and lonely is undoubtedly the most cruel punishment for him.

Qing Yu closed her eyes and couldn't bear to listen any more. His hand trembled sharply and pinched a few red marks on the white neck. "Small night, sorry."

It is she who underestimated the blow of his death and underestimated how deep his obsession was.