Sick Master Fu's little flirtatious tits are fierce and sweet

Hearing Wen Xiaorou's words, the masked man's slightly closed eyes suddenly wrinkled, and his thin eyelids trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Xiaorou looked at him condescendingly, her eyes were indifferent, and her clear eyes seemed to be covered with ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

The little girl obviously looks soft and deceitful, but at this moment her aura is earth-shatteringly cold and powerful.

disdain for everything...

She looked at the man lying on the ground like a rag, like looking at a lifeless puppet.

Wen Xiaorou waved the Thor's Whip in his hand, and the whip stretched out like a water snake, wrapping around the masked man's neck.

She exerted all of a sudden, and the whip rope tightened.

The oxygen in the chest was squeezed out in an instant, and the masked man opened his mouth wide, panting heavily in panic, with his tongue sticking out.

Like a hanged ghost.

He flapped his legs and pulled the whip rope with both hands, trying to escape the shackles.

The whip became tighter and tighter.

His pale face swelled into bruises, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and his breath was like a gossamer.

At the moment when the masked man's enduring limit was approaching, Wen Xiaorou let go.

don't worry...

He couldn't die so simply.

Wen Xiaorou waved the whip in her hand, squatted down, stretched out her slender and white fingers, and placed them on the heart veins of the masked man.

Use power to search for his core.

What she wants to do is to cut grass and roots.

She wants to crush his Yuan Nucleus.

Whether it is a god or a demon, there will be a core, and the core is the root of life.

The body can be damaged and corrupted, but as long as the core is present, even if the body is damaged, the body can still be reshaped or replaced with a new body.

Therefore, for the gods and demons, the core is the life.

The core is there, everything is there.

The core of Yuan died, and the seven souls and six souls were all scattered.

During the several confrontations with the masked man, Wen Xiaorou was keenly aware of the other's complexities.

He has both the aura of the fairy clan and the aura of the demon clan mixed with him.

Not pure, not stingy, like a hybrid.

Wen Xiaorou injected a stream of mana into the masked man's body, and searched for it inside the masked man's body.

After a general search.

unexpected.

to no avail...

This "person" with powerful abilities and powerful mana has no core.

Neither God nor Demon...

But mixed with the aura of the coexistence of gods and demons.

A strange color flashed in Wen Xiaorou's clear eyes.

This result really surprised her.

The masked man was lying on the ground, breathing weakly. With a cold smile on his face, he said sarcastically, "Your Highness Xuerou, isn't it strange?"

"Don't be so surprised, now you can't guess who I am!"

Wen Xiaorou's mana is still strong now, but compared to 1000 years ago, it is far behind.

Moreover, her memory of the past has not been fully recovered, so how can she remember who he is?

There was black blood on the corner of the masked man's mouth, and his eyes didn't blink for a moment, looking at the soft and tender little girl.

Those sinister, snake-like eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and there was an overwhelmingly suppressed, but still revealed...obsession...

An insignificant smile flashed across Wen Xiaorou's white face.

"So what if you can't guess!"

"I don't care at all."

Her little milk voice is full of confidence and arrogance.

"I never put you in my eyes."

The masked man was startled, and then showed a self-deprecating sneer.

She never really cared about him.

It was 1000 years ago.

Now even more...

He, I hate him so much!

Wen Xiaorou frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then suddenly became enlightened.

She looked at the man on the ground, observing the slight expressions on his face, not letting go of any clues.

"Are you a wraith?"

The masked man who was originally calm and emotionless, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wen Xiaorou took in all the changes in his expression and smiled in relief.

"You are really a wraith!"

That all makes sense.

Has supernatural powers, mana, and no core.

All of these are common characteristics of wraiths.

Wraith, as the name suggests, is a spirit monster formed because of strong resentment.

Only by attaching to the flesh of others can we survive.

That is to say: seize the house.

It doesn't matter whether you were a nobleman of the god race or a prince and grandson of the demon race, as long as you become a vengeful spirit after death, you will become a different kind forever.

Not accepted by any race, excluded from the race of origin.

Therefore, the species of wraith is a monster that will never be on the stage.

Hearing Wen Xiaorou's words, the masked man's nerves seemed to be pricked by a needle, all the indifference on his face faded, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

His blood-red eyes were ghastly, as if filled with countless sins in the world.

Staring at Wen Xiaorou.

Wen Xiaorou was not afraid at all, and smiled at him.

"So fierce!"

"But what should I do?"

"You can't beat me."

"I'm not afraid of you at all!"

The little girl had a faint smile on her pretty face, and poked the masked man's face with the whip in her hand.

The purple whip was soaked in a layer of blood red.

Wen Xiaorou frowned in disgust: "Huh!"

"So dirty!"

She looked at the man who was staring at her on the ground, and then asked, "So, why have you been pestering me?"

The masked man's pupils were bloodshot, staring at her like a prey without saying a word.

Swear not to say a word.

Wen Xiaorou got up, put her hands behind her back, paced back and forth leisurely, and said leisurely: "If you don't tell me, I can guess it!"

"Your aura is impure, mixed with the aura of immortals and demons. You must have been a half-god and half-demon during your lifetime. One of your parents must have been a god and the other a demon."

"And the reason why you have been pestering you all the time, why else? Your death must have something to do with me."

"It may not only be related to me, but it is very likely that I killed it myself."

There was a wry smile on the masked man's face, and he didn't deny it.

Looking at the bloody face, Wen Xiaorou said confidently, "I am the Seventh Princess of the Immortal Kingdom, and I have always done things aboveboard. If I really killed you, you must be definitely not a good person!"

Kind person, who would have the heart to snatch other people's bodies?

Seizing the house is different from time-traveling.

Time-traveling is forced sex.

Coincidentally, by accident, it's just a matter of talking about it.

Just like Wen Xiaorou, before she transmigrated, she was soaking in the hot spring comfortably in the Yao Chi, but she transmigrated into a book in the blink of an eye.

When she wore it, the soul of this body had already passed away, leaving only an empty shell.

The nature of seizing homes is completely different.

Seizing a home has a strong purpose and initiative, and it is more appropriate to describe it as robbing and looting.

It's too ulterior motives.

Treat other people's bodies as a shell for a short-term sojourn, and don't cherish them at all. If one is damaged, another one will be replaced.

The clown who fell off the cliff before was one of the devastated bodies.

Wen Xiaorou glanced at the broken body lying on the ground, with pity in her clear eyes.

The flesh body attached to the wraith spirit has been carefully selected. In addition to being healthy and strong, it is best to be more delicate and beautiful, and have a higher appreciation value.

Wearing a beautiful skin is not only pleasing to others, but also more convenient for Wraith.

Of course, these are not the most important things.

The most important thing is that the yin-yang horoscope and five-element attributes of the person who is taken away must be closely matched with the host.

In other words, wraiths cannot take away other people's bodies at will.

Wen Xiaorou put her finger on the heart of the masked man, and said in a cold voice, "It's time to come out!"

She wanted to pull out the wraith attached to this body.