The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Luo Liyan was just about to raise her head to look at the person, but she felt a chill in her heart.

She lowered her head and saw the werewolf's claws, covered in blood, piercing through her chest.

The red heart was held in his hand, beating loudly.

It turns out that this is what my heart is like!

Luo Liyan didn't know what she was sighing about. She heard Chris roaring crazily, but she couldn't hear what he was saying.

Slowly fell down.

"Li Yan!" Chris rushed to the table, snatched Luo Liyan's broken body back from Suotua's hands, and held it tightly in his arms.

He kissed Luo Liyan's bloody forehead, carefully placed her on a clean chair, and then raised his head to look at Suotua.

The knife-carved facial features were tightly tensed, and the deep eyes were covered in bloodthirsty red.

His bones made a creaking and grinding sound, and then suddenly a huge black wing spread out.

Sotua's eyes widened in disbelief, and he turned around and wanted to run away, but Chris stopped him in front of him at a speed that could not be seen.

"You dirty werewolf, you touched my woman, where else do you want to run?!" Chris' voice was sinister, like an evil ghost seeking life.

The long and slender palm dug into the wound on Suotua's neck, pinched hard, and scarlet blood spurted out again.

Because he had been taking verbena for a long time during this period, Sotua's blood was already full of its medicinal properties, and the flow on Chris's hands was like sulfuric acid corroding, making a hissing sound.

But Chris didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and his blood-red eyes stared at Sotuya's horrific wound.

Was this Li Yan's injury? !

She, an ordinary human being, could injure this werewolf like this. If she had not hesitated and hugged her for the first time today, wouldn't she have been tortured like this? !

Will he not lose her? !

Chris felt as if his already petrified heart was coming to life, being stabbed piece by piece with a knife.

Endless self-blame and pain swept away all his reason.

He lifted Sotua high, flew into the air, and then fell sharply, slamming him onto the marble dining table.

The table shattered instantly, and Chris pressed him into the gravel with the momentum.

All the sharp stones sank into Sotua's back, and large amounts of blood flowed out, soaking the ground red.

He struggled hard and let out a wild roar, and Chris released his grip on him.

Suo Yatu was overjoyed and wanted to jump away with all his strength, but Chris didn't give him this chance at all and punched him directly in the mouth.

The entire mandible was shattered into powder and collapsed softly. Soyatu felt that his mouth was full of blood and had fallen teeth.

And it was choking down the throat bit by bit.

His breathing gradually became difficult.

Chris did not quietly appreciate Soyatu's death. Instead, he raised his fist and punched him in the chest one after another as if to vent his anger.

It wasn't until Soyatu lost all warmth and until his body was beaten to pieces that Chris stopped this crazy move.

He stood up absentmindedly, walked slowly towards Luo Liyan, and held her tremblingly in his arms, who was already cold.

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