"Did you get it?"

Enraged by Shuyi's stubbornness, Huaxin stretched out a slender danko from his sleeve, across his neck, and raised his chin high.

She looked at his persistent eyes with a smile, the blood was stained with cold light, and the words cut at him like a knife, "That's right, you got the body of this seat, but don't forget, your body is Ah Yi's, and you must know that in fact, for the immortals, the physical body is really useless, and all you can get is the most useless thing in this seat...... And the heart of this seat is the source of the god of this seat, and it belongs to Ah Yi. ”

She just stood, the wisps of light falling on the gold and silver threads, and the floating light and shadow swept over her bright cheeks, crystal clear, and incomprehensibly beautiful.

Shuyi looked at her with an old smile on his face.

Then, he grabbed her wrist, sharp nails running from his chin to the corner of his forehead, and she watched as he ruined the perfect look.

Looking at her horror, he grinned, "Don't you care? Isn't the body the most useless thing?

"You're such a madman!" Drawheart snapped back his hand.

There was still blood dripping from the nails.

This is Ah Yi's blood!

She stared at her fingers for a long time, then raised her head sharply and looked at him in disbelief, "Shuyi, are you threatening this seat?"

His face was covered with blood and hideous scars.

I don't see the good skin like the bright moonlight at the beginning!

He's threatening her with Junyi's body!

Anyway, it's not his body, it's only her who is distressed, only her!

A gentleman in the world, Junyi is not the only one who monopolizes the elegance, but she loves his eyebrows and eyes, even if the gentleness is not as clean and dust-free, even if the romance is not as good as the red shadow, but that is what she looked like when she first saw him.

Manzhu flower sea, but the bridgehead.

When he first met, he stepped on the flowers, bent his lips and smiled at her, smiling like a spring light, smiling like autumn water.

Since then, how many landscapes have only become a gentleman in her eyes.

He is the only one.

It was the joy of her youth.

It's a pity that there is no god in the world......

"Yes, this king is threatening you, how?" Shuyi curled the corners of his lips, as cold and domineering as ever.

"You don't deserve it!" the painting was furious, and the hands that were clasped couldn't stop trembling violently, "You really don't deserve this skin!"

"Do you think this king is rare?" Shuyi grabbed her hand and cut it again.

The flesh flew out, and the painting heart shrank back with more force, and his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Jun Qianmo," she pointed at Shuyi and screamed miserably, "Is there a way to get him out of Ah Yi's body!

"Kill Jun Yin!"

Pouring Jun Mo remembered that the Underworld Sword had failed to kill Shu Yi, and immediately made a judgment in his heart, "It's useless to kill him, as long as Jun Yin doesn't die for a day, his soul will not disperse for a day, and he will occupy Ah Yi's body for a day!"

"So ...... "There is only one way to kill?"

The painting stared at Shuyi and kept telling himself that this madman should be damned!

He shouldn't have cherished Ah Yi's body so much!

You shouldn't threaten yourself with Ah Yi's body!

She had thought about his black belly and despicability, and she had thought about his unscrupulous means, but she never thought that he would be so shameless!

Scold~

How can I think he is innocent and pitiful?

How many poor people in this world, who is not more innocent than this madman?

It's ridiculous......

Amusing!