Chapter 8 (1/2)

At this time, the cold sound gas almost vomited blood. Because she obviously felt that after hearing Xu Ran's words, the whole body breath of the big boss was even more terrible, which was a chilling killing intention.

”Sister, are you afraid I will hurt your sweetheart?” Qingluo turned his head and looked at the cool sound coldly.

Although there was not much fluctuation in her expression, she could feel it. At this time, Qingluo has been angry to the extreme, the expression can cheat people, but the killing intention of the whole body can't deceive people!

”Why What kind of sweetheart? ” The cool sound is a little confused.

When did she become her sweetheart?!

Just when Leng Yin was shocked, the male god who knew the sea could not help adding: ”sorry, you in the previous life. I really like Xu ran that boy very much! In addition, you often in front of the boss, praise ran handsome, Yushu Linfeng, is all women want to marry man!

Therefore, it's still that sentence. If you die on your knees, you're going to have to die on your knees There was a hint of schadenfreude in the voice of the God.

“……” Now the cool sound, really want to find a piece of tofu hit dead.

”I'm not...” Liang Yin just wanted to explain to Qingluo, Xu ran interrupted her directly and said to Qingluo angrily:

”you brute, how can you call her sister?! If you really regard her as her sister, you will bring her here and ruin her reputation! ”

When Xu ran said this, he turned his head and looked at the cool voice to comfort him and said, ”don't be sad. I know how you feel about me. Don't worry. When I go back, I will marry you immediately. It won't hurt you any more! ”

Zi! Zi! Zi! At this moment, cool sound felt his chest and was stabbed several times.

What feelings do I have for you? Can you shut up! Didn't you see that the boss was furious?

At this time the cool sound, I wish I had the impulse to kill Xu ran!

”I said,” can you shut up? ” The cool sound is about to vomit and bleed.

At this time, cool voice glared at Xu Ran's expression, obviously in the eyes of Qingluo became worried.

”Good, good.” Qingluo coldly pulled one side of the purplish thin lips, narrow eyes, rolling with a strong evil spirit.

He held the magic sword in his hand, pointed a little, fiercely swept up, and cut towards Xu Ran's face.