Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 131 The Demon King’s Cinnabar Mole (37)

Tan Sang was thrown out of the secret realm all of a sudden.

The tip of the tongue was filled with blood, and the internal breath was disordered, and the true energy was like a newborn calf, not afraid of death, wandering around.

The pain in the meridians all over her body caused thin sweat to break out from her smooth forehead.

The hands are tightly held, the nails are embedded in the flesh without feeling the pain.

Those dangerous situations just now are impossible for the male protagonist to encounter.

Moreover, the novel "Cheng Xian" clearly wrote that the male supporting character experienced a near-death experience, causing his cultivation to regress.

Almost unable to practice...

Is Boyan the male supporting role?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she immediately gave up.

This is impossible.

It would be ridiculous if they could make such a mistake.

Not to mention, a group of people are trash.

Tan Sang hurriedly meditated and adjusted.

The internal organs of this body have been damaged, and the cultivation level has dropped several levels. It is too late to take anything now.

What cheats and elixirs do other people's systems have.

Tan Sang has nothing.

Now even the system doesn't know where it died.

She was so angry that she scolded the system in her heart for a long time.

I'm tired of scolding myself.

The footsteps not far away became more and more clear, very slow, but very steady.

She raised her eyelids vigorously.

What came into view was a black robe with patterns embroidered with gold thread, and the man looked even more gloomy.

The aura around him also became a little cold.

Tan Sang felt pain everywhere, so when the man hugged her, he yelled, "It hurts."

Soft, like a cat stretching out its injured paw.

To act like a baby.

The woman's gorgeous face was already pale, with black and long curved eyebrows, which looked like a painting, and the pale face still had a fascinating charm.

He hadn't seen such an interesting little thing in a long time.

Pretty and fun.

The plain white hand held his hand tightly.

It looked very much like the cat he had found interesting in the past, with its small paws tightly grasping the food.

He teased it, and it clenched tighter.

It was so much fun.

He remembered that the cat was snow-white all over, with bright blue eyes.

It is very well behaved and obedient.

However, one day it touched his hand very disobediently.

He also rubbed saliva on his clothes.

Really...

Disobedient.

Disobedient children will be punished.

So the cat died, with large and small wounds on his body.

The limbs are also scattered.

The state of death... It should be regarded as a horror, but he likes it to die like this.

The snow-white coat color also turned red.

Later, he wiped his hands slowly.

The expression is also slightly happy.

Because it was his favorite thing, he gave it the honor of dying in his hands.

But now he has something he likes more, the woman is holding his hand, he doesn't feel disgusted, but thinks it should be like this.

Seeing her beautiful eyebrows tangled together, she seemed to trust him very much.

He likes this look very much.

only……

How long will this love last?

Drag this high and cold Lord Shangshen from the high and pure clouds into the dust of hell.

Think about it...

interesting!

There was a layer of sadness and intolerance in my heart.

His eyes were suddenly full of hostility, but he remembered clearly how this woman made him fall into hell time and time again in his previous life!

only……

He lowered his eyes, and the twinkling eyes in his eyes were flowing.

This woman is nothing like his eccentric master.

He suddenly thought of her holding him and falling asleep with him.

This woman is really different.

(End of this chapter)