Chapter 1307 Master's Little Demon Girl (55)

Xue Wuhen thought that she would fall into hell, she must be beautiful when she collapsed.

is very beautiful...

His hand slowly stroked her dead face, her beautiful white face, and her quiet, closed eyes.

There is also a loose black hair.

She was the first woman he thought was beautiful.

Good to see that anyone loses color in front of her.

Xue Wuhen felt that she was actually beautiful all the time.

The notes on those cheats, word by word, knew that he didn't like her.

Just want to use her.

So she is so humble to want to cure him, and then get his love.

How stupid.

How can you love someone so ugly.

Even if she is beautiful, it is too embarrassing to love her.

Xue Wuhen pulled out the corner of his mouth, trying to laugh at her.

But he found that his face was a little cold.

He reached out and touched it, and tears welled up from his thin, cold eyes.

Xue Wuhen looked at the tears on her fingers in shock, her chest no longer hurt, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop.

His hand was still clasping her wrist, and the wound on the wrist made his fingertips tremble uncontrollably.

She was actually afraid of pain.

But in the nails, in order to practice the hidden weapon he wanted her to practice, she inserted needles into it.

On his wrist, in order to heal him, he cut the flesh and blood with a knife one by one.

Xue Wuhen stood up suddenly, he shook off her hand, closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Then he turned and left.

Do not allow yourself to continue to cherish regret.

People are dead, and he can't regret it.

After walking out, he looked at the empty garden, a red dress swaying past the roses.

Flowers all over the place.

Xue Wuhen's face was cold, and she raised her foot to step on it.

But this time it was too late to step on.

Xue Wuhen moved his feet away, and the rose flower appeared on the ground intact. He looked at it for a while, and suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"master?"

There was a bright light in his eyes, and he turned immediately to look at the windowsill.

But I found that only Kazuki rose was blooming well, but the windowsill was empty.

Xue Wuhen stood blankly for a while, the pain in his chest was gone, but it was empty and terrifyingly empty.

He laughed coldly to himself, "I'm really stuck..."

The self-deprecating laughter gradually became bigger, and finally the laughter became a little distorted and crazy.

At the end of his laugh, his face became a little grim, and he said coldly, "I don't believe it, I don't believe how long you can affect me if you die. Love is just a momentary infatuation, and only a fool will remember it for a lifetime."

When he decided to kill her, there was no turning back.

Including the fact that he likes her, he absolutely cannot admit it.

Xue Wuhen raised his eyes to look at the house, there was violent madness in his eyes, he walked over step by step, and then touched the door.

He didn't go in either, he just stood at the door, his terrifyingly pale face had a desperate madness.

"Kill you, destroy your body, I see what else you can leave to confuse me."

Anyone who makes him emotional is his mortal enemy.

Xue Wuhen asked people to bring oil and torches, and he lit the house himself.

The house was raging on fire.

Xue Wuhen was dressed in red, standing in front of the flames, with a red glow on his white face.

As handsome as a ghost.

Without the mask of a modest gentleman on weekdays, his eyes are as cold as ice and snow.

He even lost the strength to pretend to be himself.

If everything was ruined for her, he wouldn't care anymore.

He is such a cold-hearted person that he will not suffer for a lifetime for something he can never get, or for a person who cannot get it.