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

The masked man's eyes were cold and frightening, as if all the evil in the world were gathered in his eyes, like eating people.

And he really can eat people!

The patrolman didn't dare to say another word, and knelt on the ground with a plop, his body shaking like chaff: "Young Master, spare me!"

The masked man squinted his eyes, took out a white handkerchief, wiped off the blood from his mouth, and then covered the patrolman's face with the blood-stained white handkerchief.

He leaned over and pressed against the patrolman's face, wrapping his bony fingers around the patroller's neck.

A gust of red air flowed out of the patrolman's mouth, and it was all sucked into the masked man's belly.

The face covered under the white handkerchief was hideous and terrifying. He let out a low hoarse sound, and his body shrank sharply.

In half a minute, the patrolman turned into a terrifying mummy.

Fu Hongyun, who was hiding in the compartment, covered the little girl's eyes in time when she saw this scene.

He held the little girl's hand slightly tighter, and kissed her forehead comfortingly.

When the living body was completely withered, the masked man shook off his hand.

The mummy fell to the ground with a thud, causing the blood on the ground to splash everywhere.

The pale face of the masked man regained a trace of rosiness, and his pale lips were also stained with a layer of scarlet, which was strange and gloomy.

He took out a new white handkerchief and wiped the hand that was shaking the patrolman's neck, over and over again with disgust.

The masked man walked slowly around the glass storage cabinet where the supernatural woman was imprisoned, and then stood directly opposite the supernatural woman.

"I'll use you to make up for my body today!"

The masked man silently recited a formula, and the barrier covering the outside of the glass storage cabinet suddenly disappeared.

He split open the cabinet with his palm, looked at the bloody and broken body of the supernatural woman, with the corners of his mouth slanted upwards.

Very disgusted expression.

"It's so dirty!"

"Still fucking ugly!"

The masked man endured his nausea, took out two white handkerchiefs from his pocket, and covered the face of the supernatural woman.

He leaned over to suck the blood of the psychic.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew past, ran straight for the door, and escaped from the room.

The masked man tightened his expression, and chased after the black shadow.

After the masked man walked away, a petite figure stepped out of the compartment.

When Wen Xiaorou walked into the hall, she hurried to the side of the supernatural woman, wrapped her arms around the shoulder of the supernatural woman, and hugged her in her arms.

The little girl trembled slightly with her fingers, and slowly brushed aside the hair that was scattered on the face of the supernatural woman.

The moment she saw the supernatural woman's face clearly, Wen Xiaorou's expression paused.

Not Little Sixth Sister!

She felt relieved, then frowned again.

She could feel the same kind of breath emanating from the female supernatural being.

The female psychic is also a fairy spirit.

She was covered in scars, old scars were piled on top of new ones, every wound was oozing blood, the clothes were stuck to the wounds, sticking to the flesh, and exuding the smell of rotting flesh.

Wen Xiaorou carefully wiped off the blood on her face, revealing the bluish-white skin of the supernatural woman.

The little girl's fingers slid across the cheek of the supernatural woman, the blood-clotted eyelashes of the supernatural woman trembled slightly, and her fingers curled slightly.

hot……

Warm embrace.

There is also the most pure and pure fairy breath!

The supernatural woman felt that she had a dream. She dreamed that she was lying in the arms of a little girl, and the arms were very warm.

The little girl also helped her wipe the dirt off her face.

This is the kindness she has never felt after being imprisoned for thousands of years!

She was trapped in the cold and dark hell for 1000 years, and she almost forgot the feeling of being hugged!

Unexpectedly, today it actually came true in a dream.

The corner of the female supernatural person's dry mouth pulled upwards, tearing away the blood scab that had just clotted on her mouth, and blood flowed down her lips.

A soft female voice came: "Don't move! The wound will bleed!"

It's a little girl's voice!

Grandma's is sweet, but also pure and ethereal.

The expression on the female supernatural person's face froze, and she secretly felt that this was probably the flashback before she died!

A person has been tortured for too long, how longing for someone to give him a ride before dying.

In reality, her wish could not come true, but luckily, it came true in her dream.

Even in her dream, she wanted to take a look at the little girl who was holding her.

After breaking through the blood scab between the eyes, the supernatural woman finally opened her eyes.

A little girl was staring at her, and when she saw her wake up, she smiled happily, with two shallow pear dimples hanging from the corners of her mouth.

The girl is very beautiful, with a small and round oval face, round and big deer eyes, as beautiful as obsidian.

The most charming thing is the pure agility that emerges from her bones.

The female power user felt the fairy breath on the little girl.

Fairy breath?

How could there be a fairy breath in the dream? !

The female supernatural person's expression changed suddenly, her face was full of surprise, as if she couldn't believe everything in front of her eyes!

She endured 1000 years of torment!

In 1000 years, she has never seen anyone except the group of demons who came to draw her blood!

She thought she would die alone!

But now she seems to have a chance!

Out of the instinct to survive, the female supernatural person opened her lips, and after a long time, she made a hoarse and dry voice: "Save... me!"

Wen Xiaorou hugged the supernatural woman, smiled at her, and said softly, "Okay!"

She is the seventh princess of the Fairy Kingdom, and this unknown little fairy is her subject, and she wants to save her.

Wen Xiaorou condensed the mana in the palm of her hand, and gently slid across the broken body of the female supernatural being.

The wound on the female supernatural being healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the little girl's ruddy face was gradually turning pale, and tiny beads of sweat kept oozing out from her fair and smooth forehead.

The supernatural woman finally regained her strength, and she stood up from the girl's arms.

She hasn't walked in 1000 years, and her legs tremble even when she takes a step.

Fortunately, with the blessing of mana, after the female superhuman walked around the hall, her footsteps finally became steady.

Her steps became faster and faster, and she started to run gradually. After running around the hall for two weeks, she stepped on the wall unsatisfactorily and flew away in a circle.

Almost crazy with joy!

Wen Xiao leaned weakly against the glass storage cabinet on one side, looking at the excited female superhuman with a slight smile on her face.

The female supernatural person soared down the sky, walking steadily, walked to Wen Xiaorou's side, squatted beside the little girl, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Thank you for saving me!"

Wen Xiaorou smiled at her and waved her hands easily: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I'm not that weak, I'm the most talented little fairy in the fairy world."

The corner of the female supernatural person's mouth slightly raised: "Little fairy, I am Tang Yuan."

The little girl reached out her hand: "Hello, my name is Wen Xiaorou."

After resting for a while, Wen Xiaorou's pale face gradually turned rosy, and her lips turned a pink cherry red.

She stood up and walked out the door: "I'm going to find my husband."

"My husband is very clingy. If he doesn't see me for a minute, he will go crazy."