Chapter 404 (1/2)

If she wants to save people, a silver needle can really rob people from the king of hell. But if she wants to hurt people, it will also make her life worse than death, and it will hurt people without blood.

Long Zixuan still didn't let go of her. His red thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and his gorgeous face was tight. It could be seen that he was very unhappy.

Fengyu was very helpless. She closed her eyes, and the corners of her lips began to smile again. ”Master purple, do you have corrosive water?”

Long Zixuan's eyebrows moved, as if he knew what she was going to do. This time, he let go of her hand and reached into his arms to find a bone china bottle.

He didn't speak, directly took her soft hand, put it into her hand; Fengyu looked at the bone china bottle in her hand, happy eyes were bent up.

She raised her eyebrows, raised her head, and gave him a kiss on the chin. Her voice said happily, ”well, you can sit over there and see the play. Next, it's up to me to take revenge.”

Dragon purple Xuan a pair of eyes looking at her, didn't obediently go to the chair that she pointed to; Feng feather eyebrow wrinkled up, directly stretched out a hand to push him to walk toward that side.

He was worried that she was exerting too much force, so he didn't stand still this time. Instead, he walked towards that side with her strength, and then sat down with Fengyu's hand.

”Watch the play and don't get involved.”

She stood in front of him and gave him a proud smile. Then she turned and walked towards the stone table. She took out some silver needles and hid them in her fingers.

She turned to look at Luocha and XueYue. Compared with the tone of talking to longzixuan, she was colder. ”Please open the door for me.”

Luocha and XueYue subconsciously look at longzixuan. Longzixuan leans lazily on the back of the chair, with two slender hands, one leg and the other.

In Luocha and XueYue, he nodded faintly.

Luocha just stepped forward and opened the iron prison that locked the moon spirit smoke.

Feng Yu said thank you, and then she walked in. She looked coldly at the moon smoke wriggling on the ground. The corners of her lips raised a light sneer. With a move of her hand, a silver needle fell into her body.

Yueling smoke seems to be aware of the pain, biting teeth stuffy hum a, a pair of eyes always closed.

Fengyu took out a few silver needles and shot them into her body. Yuelingyan's twisting body stopped, bit his teeth and trembled in a small range.

Her breath gradually heavy up, a pair of eyes also slowly earned open.

Maybe it's because she was in a coma for a long time. When she saw Fengyu, she didn't recognize it. Her eyes looked at Fengyu blankly.

However, after a while, the daze in her eyes had faded away, and gradually appeared a twisted hatred. She clenched her fists tightly, biting her teeth and looking at Fengyu crazily.

Feng Yu to her hook lip smile, and put the hands of three silver needles into her body, one of them, stabbed into her body pain.

She clearly saw that the moon spirit smoke eye light in a moment of pain broken, all hate and emotion broken pieced together, her teeth clenched tightly, but there was still a faint scream from the teeth overflow.

Fengyu's lips hook up. She really stabbed her pain points on purpose. She just wanted to see if yuelingyan's hatred for her could be maintained after she suffered from pain.

It seems that her hatred for her is not equal to her physical pain.

Yuelingyan is lying on the ground, biting her teeth and looking at Fengyu. At first, after the pain that life is not like death, now she can gradually adapt to it.