I opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word.

In the end, my body fell down and there was no movement.

Chu Chaolu came back to her senses, knelt slowly, looked at the corpse in front of her, and said tremblingly: "Honey..."

Aside.

Ming Wuhen scratched casually, and the woman's dress was immediately torn apart by invisible force. She smiled gloomy and said, "The ghosts and gods who killed me, just use your own body to compensate."

Chu Chaolu was indifferent.

Teahouse next door.

Lu Lin heard a sound of clothes tearing in his ears, and he said in surprise: "I'm very happy to play, it's just as nightfall."

Then I thought about it again, it was wrong.

Chen Dashan was dead and had no ability or interest in that aspect at all.

So, something seemed to be happening next door.

Lu Lin turned into a butterfly and flew into the next house and saw the scene inside.

The woman was already lying on the ground.

The man is taking off his pants.

There is still a corpse on the ground.

Look at the label.

[Ming Wuhen, tag: a disciple of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect, a junior brother who is hosted by Dafa Temple.]

Oh, come to take revenge.

Lu Lin's finger fell on his eyebrows, and then the butterfly transformed by his spiritual consciousness spoke, "Are you looking for me?"

who!

Ming Wuhen shivered, quickly put on his pants and looked around.

The butterfly flew and came to the other side, saying, "Come, follow me into my dreams and go to Wushan together."

The words are over.

The spiritual butterfly disappeared into the middle of Ming Wuhen's eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Ming Wuhen's eyes quickly became empty and his body fell to the ground.

In such a dead silent.
Chapter completed!