In just a moment, the cold-blooded female killer was shocked. She never dreamed that she would finally see Zhang Yun, a bastard here. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of surprise at this moment.
At this extremely terrifying critical moment, Zhang Yun, who was originally the one she hated the most, became the same camp as her and faced these hideous evil ghosts together. This made the cold-blooded female killer feel mixed emotions, and a little warmth came to Zhang Yun in his heart.
In a trance, this cold-blooded female killer had an illusion that as long as Zhang Yun was by her side, she could be fearless. No matter how many ghosts and monsters there were in front of her, they would be destroyed by Zhang Yun's punch.
This is such a strange feeling that this cold-blooded female killer forgot the insurmountable chain of hatred between her and Zhang Yun, which is like a natural barrier. It would be better to say that at this moment she has completely become a weak woman who is very pity and just wants to rely on Zhang Yun.
In a sense, she is the most real her subconsciously.
However, the next moment, just as she subconsciously wanted to hug Zhang Yun's body and stay away from these evil ghosts, she suddenly thought of the scenes she saw at first.
Those who were originally lifelike turned into a pile of snow after being touched by her, but not long after, they turned into ferocious and ferocious ghosts.
As soon as he thought of this, in just a moment, the cold-blooded female killer's eyes suddenly contracted back, and two jade arms that looked like frost and snow stopped on both sides of Zhang Yun's thighs, looking at Zhang Yun with great horror.
I saw Zhang Yun was like a lifelike sculpture, with expressionless face and his pupils staring forward like electricity. It was motionless, not a living person should have any action.
Even the cold-blooded female killer thought that if this were really Zhang Yun, he would have beaten her up now. The cold-blooded female killer's heart completely fell into the abyss of despair.
It turned out that Zhang Yun was also a pile of snow, a fierce and evil ghost, how could she dare to reach out to touch her?
At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer saw the hideous ghosts about to surround her and share her cruelly. She couldn't help but close her eyes in pain, and her two beautiful jade arms also tightly protected her delicate body that was already blue by the cold, biting the root of her tongue, ready to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
No matter whether everything in front of her is true or not, this cold-blooded female killer will never be able to watch herself die tragically. She has her own dignity. Even if she is a killer with bloody hands, she will die by her will.
However, at this moment, two big hands emitting hot air suddenly picked her up from the snow. This heat was like the magma slowly flowing out of the hot crater, domineeringly and violently warming her delicate body that was frozen.
The cold-blooded female killer was so shocked that she opened her eyes. Unexpectedly, what appeared in front of her was a handsome face that was as bright as a god.
The obsidian-like crystal pupils, the soft and soft lips, and the bright smile that was so gentle that it seemed to melt all the pain in this world.
In an instant, it was like a sacred light that rushed into her heart, which made her feel warm for the first time in her life, so that the cold-blooded female killer forgot that the person who was holding her tenderly at this moment was no one else, but Zhang Yun, who was originally as silent as a sculpture.
At the same time, the surrounding ferocious ghosts with thick scales and armor disappeared like rain and snow after they encountered the sacred light emitted from Zhang Yun, and finally turned back to a pool of snow on the ground.
At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer looked at Zhang Yun who was so sacred and indifferent. The warmth in his heart was getting more and more accumulating. Almost subconsciously, the cold-blooded female killer couldn't help but put his two fragrant lips towards Zhang Yun's lips.
In a vague premonition, she had a vague premonition. In those two sweet lips, there was the warmth she wanted. As long as she kissed her, she could enjoy the ultimate warmth.
That was the warmth she had been looking for all the time.
However, just as her lips were about to hit Zhang Yun's two fragrant lips, Zhang Yun gently pressed his fingers to the lips of the cold-blooded female killer, smiling gently, and not speaking, and looking at the cold-blooded female killer was stunned.
Then, Zhang Yun began to slowly caress her soft and fair neck, as if he was stroking a pair of silky silk, and his obsidian-like pupils began to appear red, and the bloodthirsty intention was obvious.
Seeing this, the cold-blooded female killer was as if she was crazy and took the initiative to send her fair neck to Zhang Yun's mouth. Her cold eyes were full of mist, and her breathing became a little heavy, as if she was longing for Zhang Yun to suck her blood.
This is a very strange feeling. She obviously hated Zhang Yun so much, so she was not willing to let Zhang Yun suck her blood, but at this moment she inexplicably became like this.
But what happened immediately made her wake up completely from this absurd dream. Zhang Yun turned into a blood stream in front of her eyes, and then rushed into her mouth, allowing her to completely swallow Zhang Yun's blood stream into her stomach.
The next moment, the cold-blooded female killer suddenly woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Yun's handsome face that was pale and almost bloodless above her head. Her eyes were closed tightly and her breathing was extremely weak.
It can be seen that she was being held tightly in Zhang Yun's arms, sitting in front of the burning fireplace, wearing the black cloak, looking like a good baby.
But Zhang Yun was like a candle that was breathing in the wind, his body was trembling slightly, and he placed a fair wrist on her mouth.
Suddenly, the cold-blooded female killer was shocked. She was a little confused about what was going on in front of her. She was not pressed on the bed by Zhang Yun and sucked blood until she died, so why did she look like this again?
It looked like the husband was sitting in front of the fireplace with his wife in his arms to keep warm.
It was at this moment that the cold-blooded female killer suddenly felt a salty and astringent in her mouth, as if she had drunk a few pounds of molten iron, and even something kept ticking into her mouth, like a smell of blood.
This gave her an indescribable premonition.
The cold-blooded female killer forced her very weak body on the spot. She gently picked up Zhang Yun's wrist on her lips and looked at it. Sure enough, on the white and white wrist, there was a scary scary cut that was bleeding drop by drop.
Seeing this scene, the cold-blooded female killer felt like a huge wave was stirring up in her heart. She never dreamed that Zhang Yun cut her wrist and fed her blood. She used her heel to think about it and it was the most direct blood transfusion.
At this extremely terrifying critical moment, Zhang Yun, who was originally the one she hated the most, became the same camp as her and faced these hideous evil ghosts together. This made the cold-blooded female killer feel mixed emotions, and a little warmth came to Zhang Yun in his heart.
In a trance, this cold-blooded female killer had an illusion that as long as Zhang Yun was by her side, she could be fearless. No matter how many ghosts and monsters there were in front of her, they would be destroyed by Zhang Yun's punch.
This is such a strange feeling that this cold-blooded female killer forgot the insurmountable chain of hatred between her and Zhang Yun, which is like a natural barrier. It would be better to say that at this moment she has completely become a weak woman who is very pity and just wants to rely on Zhang Yun.
In a sense, she is the most real her subconsciously.
However, the next moment, just as she subconsciously wanted to hug Zhang Yun's body and stay away from these evil ghosts, she suddenly thought of the scenes she saw at first.
Those who were originally lifelike turned into a pile of snow after being touched by her, but not long after, they turned into ferocious and ferocious ghosts.
As soon as he thought of this, in just a moment, the cold-blooded female killer's eyes suddenly contracted back, and two jade arms that looked like frost and snow stopped on both sides of Zhang Yun's thighs, looking at Zhang Yun with great horror.
I saw Zhang Yun was like a lifelike sculpture, with expressionless face and his pupils staring forward like electricity. It was motionless, not a living person should have any action.
Even the cold-blooded female killer thought that if this were really Zhang Yun, he would have beaten her up now. The cold-blooded female killer's heart completely fell into the abyss of despair.
It turned out that Zhang Yun was also a pile of snow, a fierce and evil ghost, how could she dare to reach out to touch her?
At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer saw the hideous ghosts about to surround her and share her cruelly. She couldn't help but close her eyes in pain, and her two beautiful jade arms also tightly protected her delicate body that was already blue by the cold, biting the root of her tongue, ready to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
No matter whether everything in front of her is true or not, this cold-blooded female killer will never be able to watch herself die tragically. She has her own dignity. Even if she is a killer with bloody hands, she will die by her will.
However, at this moment, two big hands emitting hot air suddenly picked her up from the snow. This heat was like the magma slowly flowing out of the hot crater, domineeringly and violently warming her delicate body that was frozen.
The cold-blooded female killer was so shocked that she opened her eyes. Unexpectedly, what appeared in front of her was a handsome face that was as bright as a god.
The obsidian-like crystal pupils, the soft and soft lips, and the bright smile that was so gentle that it seemed to melt all the pain in this world.
In an instant, it was like a sacred light that rushed into her heart, which made her feel warm for the first time in her life, so that the cold-blooded female killer forgot that the person who was holding her tenderly at this moment was no one else, but Zhang Yun, who was originally as silent as a sculpture.
At the same time, the surrounding ferocious ghosts with thick scales and armor disappeared like rain and snow after they encountered the sacred light emitted from Zhang Yun, and finally turned back to a pool of snow on the ground.
At this moment, the cold-blooded female killer looked at Zhang Yun who was so sacred and indifferent. The warmth in his heart was getting more and more accumulating. Almost subconsciously, the cold-blooded female killer couldn't help but put his two fragrant lips towards Zhang Yun's lips.
In a vague premonition, she had a vague premonition. In those two sweet lips, there was the warmth she wanted. As long as she kissed her, she could enjoy the ultimate warmth.
That was the warmth she had been looking for all the time.
However, just as her lips were about to hit Zhang Yun's two fragrant lips, Zhang Yun gently pressed his fingers to the lips of the cold-blooded female killer, smiling gently, and not speaking, and looking at the cold-blooded female killer was stunned.
Then, Zhang Yun began to slowly caress her soft and fair neck, as if he was stroking a pair of silky silk, and his obsidian-like pupils began to appear red, and the bloodthirsty intention was obvious.
Seeing this, the cold-blooded female killer was as if she was crazy and took the initiative to send her fair neck to Zhang Yun's mouth. Her cold eyes were full of mist, and her breathing became a little heavy, as if she was longing for Zhang Yun to suck her blood.
This is a very strange feeling. She obviously hated Zhang Yun so much, so she was not willing to let Zhang Yun suck her blood, but at this moment she inexplicably became like this.
But what happened immediately made her wake up completely from this absurd dream. Zhang Yun turned into a blood stream in front of her eyes, and then rushed into her mouth, allowing her to completely swallow Zhang Yun's blood stream into her stomach.
The next moment, the cold-blooded female killer suddenly woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Yun's handsome face that was pale and almost bloodless above her head. Her eyes were closed tightly and her breathing was extremely weak.
It can be seen that she was being held tightly in Zhang Yun's arms, sitting in front of the burning fireplace, wearing the black cloak, looking like a good baby.
But Zhang Yun was like a candle that was breathing in the wind, his body was trembling slightly, and he placed a fair wrist on her mouth.
Suddenly, the cold-blooded female killer was shocked. She was a little confused about what was going on in front of her. She was not pressed on the bed by Zhang Yun and sucked blood until she died, so why did she look like this again?
It looked like the husband was sitting in front of the fireplace with his wife in his arms to keep warm.
It was at this moment that the cold-blooded female killer suddenly felt a salty and astringent in her mouth, as if she had drunk a few pounds of molten iron, and even something kept ticking into her mouth, like a smell of blood.
This gave her an indescribable premonition.
The cold-blooded female killer forced her very weak body on the spot. She gently picked up Zhang Yun's wrist on her lips and looked at it. Sure enough, on the white and white wrist, there was a scary scary cut that was bleeding drop by drop.
Seeing this scene, the cold-blooded female killer felt like a huge wave was stirring up in her heart. She never dreamed that Zhang Yun cut her wrist and fed her blood. She used her heel to think about it and it was the most direct blood transfusion.
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