Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss

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At this moment, the non-smoke is still going to let her go first and go up.

Rong Ruo’s heart became extremely sour at this moment.

top?

How to top?

That is the real spiritual ring!

She and non-smoke are just condensed with the spirit pattern, that is, the two add up, I am afraid that they are not opponents of Fang Jinghe.

If you walk, you will die, and you will die.

Where is the non-smoke where I want to relive my childhood mischief, he is simply planning to use his own life to change a non-smoking life!

Both of them are very clear that they are not the opponents of Fang Jinghe at all, they insist on **** battles, and only those who greet them are dead!

If you take a deep breath, quietly release the butterfly, a small butterfly, in the **** street, the small people can not think of its existence, even the non-smoke in front of Rong Ruo aware.

This time, if Rong Rong did not release the butterfly, he raised the blood-stained hand and secretly held the butterfly in his hand. It seemed to inadvertently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he accompanied the one. Her butterfly has been stuffed into her mouth for many years...

"Kid, I don't see it. You still have a bit of guts. You are so hard. I want to come to the girl behind you. Is it extraordinary for you?" Fang Jinghe is not in a hurry, in his opinion, Whether it is non-smoke or Rongruo, it is already a prey placed on his mouth. How long they live and when they die, all by his mood.

Killing people is too casual for Fang Jinghe. He can't remember how many souls he has dyed in his hands, and he can't remember how many people have seen the desperate look of death.

Killing, making him feel boring, and enjoying the pain before the prey died is his greatest pleasure.

Fang Jinghe’s gaze, the big thorns fell on Rong Ruo’s body. Before wearing it, it was a men’s dress and a man’s dress. He didn’t have an idea at first, but he only made a blow, but let He clearly felt that the boy in front of him was simply a daughter, the slender hand bones, fragile and sensitive. Under the heavy blow, Rong Ruo’s clothes were still a little messy, and the belt was broken, a black one. The long shawl, coupled with her pale face because of blood loss, is extraordinarily feminine.

Staring at the small face of Rong Ruo, Fang Jinghe involuntarily licked his lips.

"It's not happening, there is a little beauty here."

The cold voice made the non-smoke body hair erect. He resisted the pain of his body and raised his head and screamed at Fangjinghe. "If you dare to hurt her again, I will not die." Let go of you!!"

When the non-smoke voice just landed, Fang Jinghe stopped, and he looked at the tough non-smoke, and suddenly laughed out.

"Hahaha, don't let me go? Why don't you let me go? Devil, don't hold on, just your ability, I can pinch you with one finger. But you can rest assured, such a beautiful person, How can I be willing to hurt him, I will take good care of her, I have not enjoyed her, how can I kill her?" Fang Jinghe's mad laughter is as harsh as a crow's tweet.

The non-smoke is shaking, and the anger of the heart is burning. At this moment, how much he longs to have the power of the top, can protect the capacity, not to be insulted!

"Or, you hope, I love you in front of you?" Fang Jinghe's vicious opening.