Chapter 1314 Master's Little Demon Girl (62)

Xue Wuhen was just stunned for a moment, blood dripping from his chest, but he didn't seem to know the pain.

Bai Weiwei's smile was so clear and beautiful, her face was no longer the cold paleness of a dead corpse, but a bloody beauty.

He took a step forward, and the tip of the knife went deeper.

Bai Weiwei's fingers flicked, he noticed this hesitant shaking, and without any hesitation, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

He didn't care whether the knife could kill her or not.

For him, the warmth he held on her wrist was his total redemption.

It's a pity that Bai Weiwei turned her wrist to break free from his restraint.

Xue Wuhen stared at her, not caring about her struggle at all, his silver hair was a little messy, and his lips opened lightly, "Weiwei, are you back?"

He was still afraid that it was a dream.

Bai Weiwei's eyes were cold and her smile remained the same, "Come back and kill you."

Xue Wuhen's chest cramped, not because of the wound, but because of emotion.

Emotional, is his poison.

Xue Wuhen's brows stretched out, his lips were hooked up, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of gentle smiles.

No more hypocrisy, tenderness in disguise.

But from the heart, the tenderness that cannot be suppressed.

The man was so handsome right now that he was shining.

Bai Weiwei's eyes were confused for a moment, she stepped back, trying to get away from him.

But the next moment, she was suddenly detained, and Xue Wuhen was already holding her tightly, with a bloody smell, with a desperate attacking power.

Her breath, the familiar scent, the bell on her ankle, the familiar voice.

It made his lifeless life burst into unspeakable light again.

How to die, she wants his life.

He gives her.

It doesn't matter how she survived or what she does when she comes back.

The most important thing is that she is back, even if she came to kill him, he is happy.

He was wrong at the beginning, he was wrong in thinking that death can take away the poison of emotion.

But death is a terrifying abyss. She is dead, and he will never be freed.

There were tears in the corner of Xue Wuhen's eyes, he hugged her hard, and felt the sound of the knife in her hand piercing her ribs and entering her internal organs.

A demon master seemed to be waiting to attack him.

When he saw him showing his back and hugging Bai Weiwei, the black shadow suddenly appeared, and a poisonous cold blade slashed down his back.

But before the knife fell on Xue Wuhen's back.

Xue Wuhen didn't even look back, didn't look away, he suddenly shot, drew his sword with one hand and threw it back.

The long sword was like a flying knife, piercing the attacker's heart.

Ruthless and fast, without giving anyone a trace of life.

He himself was seriously injured, but he was still an unshakable existence.

Bai Weiwei's eyes narrowed, and all the people in her ambush were killed by Xue Wuhen.

She wanted to break free from his embrace, but he reluctantly invaded her.

This kiss is full of bloody and immortal entanglement.

The tip of his tongue was bleeding from her bite.

The sharp blade in his chest could not penetrate deeper because it was stuck in his ribs.

She still has no inner strength, so her strength is similar to that of ordinary people.

Even if he stood still, she could not kill him with a knife in his chest.

She was pressed against the tree trunk by him, and all the blood on his chest stained her dress.

Bai Weiwei couldn't break free, so she slammed the knife out of her hand.