Pretty cannon fodder draws cards in infinite stream

In the already silent backyard, only the breathing of two living people and the unknown hiss of the woman in the red wedding dress remained.

It's like the last roar of being cornered, and it's like a mournful and mournful scream.

"Mother?" Zhang Ji was not far from Su Yanqing, he bent down to pick up the crushed rose under his feet, with a dignified but indifferent posture.Zhang Ji had some doubts.

When the female ghost heard the sound, her body, which had not moved just now, suddenly moved to Zhang Ji's direction.

Her speed was so fast that in the next second, she had already stuck behind Zhang Ji, pinched his neck, and raised her head slightly.

The deep, hollow eye sockets still contained clumps of thin black threads, which were wound round and round before finally pretending to be spherical spectacle beads.

The fair and beautiful face was still covered with red bloodshots, they seemed to be alive, like small living things printed strange red marks on her face.

She tilted her head, twisting her body stiffly.

It's like a puppet controlled by someone.

Zhang Ji snorted, but he didn't resist at all.Instead, quietly, quietly let the female ghost pinch him.

He lowered his head, and Su Yan could not see his face clearly.

What's more, this kid wanted to take advantage of Yan Qing before.

So, Su Yanci nodded slightly, glanced casually with his long and narrow black eyes, and then focused all his attention on Su Yanqing again.

Su Yanqing didn't dare to move when she heard the movement, she could only hold Su Yanci's hand tightly, looking for some comfort from those cold fingertips.

Su Yan couldn't help but hugged Su Yanqing, as long as those men didn't get in his way, he would be happy to remove all obstacles for Yan Qing.

However, it may not be necessary.

"It's okay." Su Yanci rubbed Yan Qingrong's head.This dungeon is just to add some fun to them, so that Yan Qing can have fun, as for the rest, he will clean up.

Su Yanci raised his eyes and looked indifferently at the dark area outside the mansion. He couldn't see the end and end.Lock them here like a cage.

A cold and bloody smell spread in this space, and the female ghost behind Zhang Ji sucked his blood greedily but with an expression on her face.

The tough puppet thread stirred behind her, and the silver light was finally embedded in Zhang Ji's strong back.

Zhang Ji didn't seem to feel it, he didn't respond.

And Su Yanqing waited here for a long time but did not hear Zhang Ji's voice, he was a little uneasy and worried.

In his heart, although Zhang Ji looks like he doesn't know him, he is still his teammate.

He whispered, "Zhang Ji?"

As soon as the voice fell, the female ghost stopped sucking blood, and she controlled Zhang Ji's body to turn around crookedly, revealing her strange and beautiful face.

She couldn't see, but she could hear clearly.

"people?"

She drooled greedily, and the white liquid fell down the slightly faded wedding dress.

Fragrant, rich fragrance.But it was covered by a deterrent and powerful atmosphere.

The female ghost waved her arms in dissatisfaction, and Zhang Ji was embedded even deeper by the puppet thread behind her.

She vigilantly looked ahead at Su Yanci who was gracefully embracing Su Yanqing.The spray of blood fell right on the rose bushes behind them.

And Zhang Ji was still quietly, as if he didn't feel the pain.His eyes moved blankly to the female ghost in front of him.

"Mother?" Zhang Ji grabbed the female ghost's slender white and bluish arm, and with a smile on his face, he quickly grabbed the female ghost's slender and weak neck.

Under the moonlight, his pale and slender fingers looked like a beautiful handicraft, and Zhang Ji pressed the dilapidated grimace forward.

The female ghost struggled around resentfully, her black ink-like fingertips stretched sharply, she wanted to engrave her achievements on this human body.

But Zhang Ji's hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she was unable to move it.

The female ghost's complexion changed, and finally, all the weird red lines faded away, leaving only a white and gentle beautiful face.

She smiled at Zhang Ji tenderly, like a mother tolerantly treating her rebellious child.

Zhang Ji slowly let go of his hand, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

The female ghost thought that he had let his guard down, so she secretly attacked him from behind.

And Zhang Ji still opened those clear black pupils and gently caressed her withered black hair, smoothing her strands one by one.

Finally, Zhang Ji smiled and pulled out the female ghost's eyes.

He blocked the mouth of the female ghost with the continuous puppet silk behind the female ghost, and then slowly dissected her limbs until her inner core was exposed.

There is only one face left to see.And the others have long since become the limbs of that ominous and weird fox.

It's ugly.

Zhang Ji calmly threw the female ghost's body into the delicate flowers, and then he wiped his hands clean in a calm manner.

When facing Yan Qing, he has a filial and polite image.

Zhang Ji laughed lightly, and at the same time adjusted the embarrassment behind him casually.

"Puppet silk... It seems that it is something used by their Zhang family."

Zhang Ji was very excited to find out a little bit of detail, the corners of his mouth turned up higher, and he rubbed his thin white fingertips so many times that he stopped until they were bleeding.

"Who could it be? His taciturn elder brother, or his idle second brother, or the younger uncle who died a long time ago?"

Zhang Ji smiled brightly and looked good, he flew to Su Yanqing's side and shouted: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing."

Intimate, sweet and greasy, like cotton candy and smeared with honey.

"Mother said she had a great time, let's go back."

Zhang Ji leaned his face against Yan Qing's shoulder, it was this small, warm, quiet and obedient Yan Qing who immersed him in the sudden silence.

"Let's go back."

Zhang Ji raised his head and rubbed his chin against Su Yanqing's face.

The warm body still smelt faintly of blood, Su Yanqing didn't make a sound or ask.He just raised his hand and rubbed Zhang Ji's hair, letting Zhang Ji act like a baby.

Su Yanqing didn't know what happened, even if he had a little insight, he would let his timid self go, instead of letting himself be in constant fear.

What's more, Su Yanci was still by his side.He became even more unscrupulous, as if he suddenly gained confidence, and even went to comfort Zhang Ji who seemed to be injured.

Normally, it's good that Yan Qing didn't cry.

Zhang Ji glanced back at the mutilated corpse in the bushes, he hoped to see the dark and oppressive color of the sky.

The sky is about to change, and their Zhang family will also change.

As for the extremely gentle mother in his mouth, his memory has long been blurred.Who cares about these.

Zhang Ji pulled the corner of his mouth coldly.

A good show also kicked off with the arrival of the person in his arms.

Zhang Ji smiled, glanced up and down at Su Yanqing from the corner of his eye, and then, being used to pretending, he intimately pulled Su Yanqing back to the inner courtyard of the main house.

After all, Su Yanqing wanted to see for him whether it was the fox who showed a little trick.

Otherwise, how could he stay with this stupid person.