The First Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Nine Chapters Group Pk: Dark Night, Death Is Coming (Twenty-Three)
Ranbai supported his chin, looked at him lazily, walked to him slowly, looked at the boy's eyes, laughed softly, and lightly picked the delicate and fair chin of the boy with his long and beautiful fingers, facing the pair of radiant and radiant eyes. The star-like eyes in the night sky, with a smile, gently imprinted a cold kiss on his clean eyebrows.
When Nan Jiu returned to his room, he was still a little confused.
After closing the door, he reacted
The lady kissed him! kiss him! kiss him!
Thinking of the touch of the cold kiss on the eyebrows, Nan Jiu's ears had a suspicious blush, and the bottom of his heart was as sweet as honey.
He lowered his head and buried his soft cheeks in his hands. After a long time, he smiled and then raised his eyes. Those beautiful and deep eyes, like the vast night sky, flashed with inexplicable emotions.
Her ears still echoed with her low magnetic, lingering voice with a strong evil spirit and laziness: "Good night..."
It's really fucked up.
Nan Jiu thought, leaning on the sofa, covering his face with his hands, the light fell on his face through the gap between his fingers, thinking about it, he smiled.
Miss, it was you who provoke me first.
Since you are provoked, you can't go away.
Later, Nan Jiu realized something deeply.
It's clearly him who can't get away, it's him, it's him! !
So it was a weird night.
The next day, when dawn emerged, dappled light poured into the luxurious villa through the interlaced branches.
"Ding, the group PK side quest: Midnight Villa, has been completed, and the reward has been issued."
"Top, congratulations to the 99th broadcaster for completing the midnight hearse task. Between completing two tasks in a row, the live broadcast system will issue special rewards."
Different system beeps sound simultaneously.
The mission of the Midnight Villa has also come to an end.
Dyeing white slowly sorted out the black cloak and faced the mirror.
It is a pale and delicate face, it is just the right delicate, beautiful and bewitching. Those narrow, long, and deep peach blossom eyes contained a thick smile, and the Weeping Blood Pill's lips had a smile that was not a smile. The skin is pale, with a kind of morbid whiteness, and the exquisite and beautiful facial features do not seem inconsistent at all.
She picked up the silver mask on the side, put it on, and showed a pleasing beauty in her gestures. It was the elegance in her bones and the dignity of the superior.
The female ghost who was completely imprisoned in a two-dimensional space had a look of fear, and she didn't break free for a whole night, shouting: "What the hell are you doing?!!"
Even though she had devoured so many people, she still had no resistance in the face of this god of death. This huge sense of disparity made the female ghost more and more anxious.
The corners of the dyed white lips still had that wicked smile, the peach blossom eyes were lightly raised, and the slender and beautiful fingers pressed against the lips: "Shh..."
"Good, be quiet." She said, the smile on the corner of her lips was a little teasing and indulgent, like whispering to a lover.
But it was this whiteness that filled the female ghost's heart with a sense of powerlessness.
"What do you want?" The female ghost said vigilantly: "Even if you are a god of death, then you can't act recklessly, and Pluto will not ignore it!"
Listening to the female ghost's words, Ranbai smiled lightly: "He doesn't dare to care."
Female ghost: "..."
"It's better for us to cooperate." The female ghost's mind changed, "devouring ghosts can quickly increase our cultivation. If we work together, our abilities will be improved very quickly. Lord Death, this is all beneficial to us. things, what do you say?"