The 2470th Chapter Reality (4)

The chest is hard and strong, and there is no heartbeat in the chest.

Let Bai Weiwei infiltrate panic.

The man's other hand crossed her waist, and a strong and powerful arm trapped her in his arms.

His delicate thin red lips were pressed against her fair and small ears, and his breath was cold.

"You make me angry."

she:"???"

The man's tone was low and slightly cool, with a touch of graceful magnetism.

"I'll be angry here for three minutes before letting you go."

He was afraid that when he returned to reality, he would not be able to come back, and he was indifferent to her.

Can't bear to be angry with her.

You can only bring her here and let her be punished.

This cold and noble body, he can only wake up for a few minutes.

This is the data he got after trying many times.

After a few minutes, his consciousness would disappear.

Before his consciousness disappears in this body, he will bring her back to reality.

Bai Weiwei: Who are you, boss, I don't know you.

The man just held her down and held her quietly.

There are skulls all around.

The seat is a skeleton.

The wind is cold.

Bai Weiwei was stunned.

Just when she thought she would never wake up from this nightmare.

The man suddenly buckled her waist and hugged her horizontally.

Then when Bai Weiwei responded, he had already put her on the large white skeleton seat.

The back seat that Bai Weiwei was leaning against had a thigh bone.

Damn, she's going home.

Then she looked at the man and easily pulled out the iron sword beside the throne.

The rust remains, and the bloody smell remains the same.

The tip of the sword swept lightly towards the front, and the awakened skeletons shattered into powder and scattered everywhere.

This quiet place has regained its calm death.

He casually inserted the iron sword into the place just now, then turned around and looked back, his indifferent and delicate face, as indifferent as if the previous thing was breathing.

The anger in his eyes also disappeared.

Bai Weiwei watched him bow her head, her ink hair fell on her body, and her golden eyes had a hint of human anger.

"Okay, go to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold her eyes, and she slept heavily against the chair.

Ye Yuxuan stood up again, he closed his eyes, and broke away from this powerful and delicate body.

A beautiful and powerful soul reappeared beside Bai Weiwei.

And the body of the golden-eyed king stood quietly beside the sword.

Ye Yuxuan glanced at him expressionlessly, before reaching out and hugging Bai Weiwei.

She turned into a white soul dumpling again, quietly nesting in his arms.

Ye Yuxuan turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly realized something and quickly disappeared in place.

And where he just stood.

The iron sword was stuck there.

As long as he hesitates, his soul will be destroyed.

Ye Yuxuan reappeared, already in midair.

And the body that was standing just now has quietly sat back on the throne.

He raised his head, and there was a trace of confusion in his heartless and cold eyes.

Ye Yuxuan also narrowed his eyes.

This is the one, can it suppress his powerful consciousness?

When he first entered this body, he was suppressed by a powerful and terrifying consciousness.

This consciousness is full of endless slaughter, crazy twisted bloody temperament.

Ancient and distant majesty.

There is also cruelty that is so cold that it lacks any humanity.

If it weren't for the love that Bai Weiwei left behind in his heart.

Possibly swallowed.

Ye Yuxuan calmly analyzed that the consciousness in this body had something to do with him.

Even, he was once one with him.