Chapter 1349 Master's Little Demon Girl (100)

And Bai Weiwei's current appearance is very similar to how he used to pick the game fruit.

Pretty much the same.

He fell in love with her completely. For her, the love game was over, and she now disliked his existence.

Because he had been successfully attacked by her, she regarded him as useless garbage.

Xue Wuhen moved her lips, and there was a lot of emotion in her eyes, but she still refused to believe it.

He was more willing to believe that she treated him so cruelly just to keep him alive.

Xue Wuhen suddenly raised his weak hand, and the blood slid down his wrist, extremely tragic.

His fingers barely squeezed the hem of her skirt, and his face was as pale as paper, with a strangely calm expression.

It seems to be just wondering, "You would rather cut off your wrist for me, can you do this for a game?"

Bai Weiwei raised her hand, her wrist was still bandaged, she frowned and said, "I didn't want to do this at first, but when you killed me with your sword, it completely aroused my desire to win, and I can get yours with just one hand. Love, for me, is a very enjoyable process."

His love is more rare.

The more she paid, the more challenging she found this love game.

"Furthermore, I can't learn martial arts at such an old age, and if I break the meridian of one hand, there is no big loss."

Compared to Snow Wuhen.

The price of her hand, the price of his limbs.

Totally the difference between heaven and earth.

Xue Wuhen's eyes trembled, he slowly closed his eyes, breathing heavy and painful.

She didn't know that he expanded the meridians for her just to give her the inner strength of his whole body.

That's why she felt that her hands were not important at all.

It's not important, you can use it in exchange for your love and trust.

Xue Wuhen was almost dying, he still refused to believe that it was all just a trap.

"When you jumped off the cliff with me, was it also for the game?"

His trust in her is the accumulation of her crazy actions to get close to him again and again regardless of her life and death.

When Bai Weiwei heard his words, she couldn't help but burst into a smile, "Because I can trust you, you will definitely not die, your martial arts are so high, I jumped down and you could catch me, how could I die."

She was convinced that he would not die.

His martial skills brought them back to the cliff.

Her methods of deception are not perfect, not even the most sophisticated.

But it is the most stubborn and the most unscrupulous.

Bai Weiwei squatted down slowly, avoiding his blood, stretched out her clean and beautiful fingers, and touched his face.

She whispered softly, "Master, do you know what that stove is for?"

Xue Wuhen stared at her without moving her eyes, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

Emotional, the extreme emotion actually made the medicine she used with blood ineffective.

The pain in his chest was so severe that it was about to burst.

Bai Weiwei said indifferently, "Is the medicine useless? It's really pitiful. You will be tortured like this when you are emotional. Although I am happy when I see you having an attack, it is fun after all."

She actually thought that the pain of his estrus was very funny.

Xue Wuhen finally couldn't help it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain in his eyes finally appeared.

Her fingers could barely grasp the hem of her skirt.

His face was mottled with blood, and his brows were grim, like a beast that was driven to a dead end.

But his voice softened, "Weiwei..."