She pointed with her bare hands, word by word, and spoke coldly, with a cold eyebrow and a look of disdain on her face. She didn't take the Ghost Saint seriously at all: "You - you're finished!"
As soon as the arrogant and arrogant words fell, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the blood fox's mouth, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
The ghost saint intuitively saw a red shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and was choked by the blood fox from behind. At that moment, he was angry. She underestimated the little girl. Unexpectedly, her speed was also amazingly fast, so that he did not react at all.
what happened
With a cold snort, the Ghost Saint raised his hand, with a ferocious face and cold eyes, and a white light struck the blood fox behind him.
The blood fox turned sideways and dodged deftly. As he turned around, the golden thread passed by. The ghost saint only felt a burning pain in his neck, and blood spurted out, bright red.
The wound was not shallow, but it did not cut off the artery. The sprayed blood beads actually had a perverted beauty. This was not because the blood fox was merciful, but it seemed that it would be too easy for him to die like this -
"you……"
The Ghost Saint was unwilling to give in, staring with sinister eyes, and his voice was extremely cold and ruthless: "If you dare to touch the old ghost, I will try, and the old ghost will throw you to feed the snakes!"
Phew——
The blood fox sneered, his cold eyes were not very mocking, and he said coldly: "I have already touched you, so what if I touch you again?"
As soon as the golden thread is closed, blood drops splash
hiss--
A gasp sounded, and the blood fox said indifferently: "How about it? If you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be a master in front of your aunt! I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself and just cut your neck off like this!"
"Sister, kill him!"
Lu Zhu stepped out of the threshold and spoke coldly, full of cruelty. Thinking of the scene just now, she wanted to skin him and convulse him.
The blood fox raised his eyes, smiled strangely, shook his head, and said lightly: "What do you think?"
The ghastly words pierced the Ghost Saint's eardrums with a fatal chill, making him tremble slightly. This woman is ruthless, cold and arrogant, so terrifying.
"Let me go! I'll let you leave!"
Low-pitched, ruthless, bloodthirsty
"My aunt's feet are on her body. If she wants to leave, she can leave at any time."
The words are light, but the momentum is overwhelming
Some people are born with a kind of natural domineering king. That kind of innate momentum can shake people's hearts just by standing there. Obviously, the blood fox is this kind of person.
"what do you want?"
Feeling the cold aura on the woman behind him, Ghost Saint's tone finally softened a little.
"What do I want?"
The blood fox's eyes narrowed, and he turned forward, his bloodthirsty eyes flashing with a strange red light. He spoke lightly, as if he was extremely confused, and smiled mysteriously: "Guess..."
The Ghost Saint was silent, looking at the Blood Fox with confusion, his eyes full of annoyance, and his face as dark as iron.
Xue Hu held the golden thread with his right hand, and asked calmly with cold eyebrows: "In this case, if you answer me a question, I may consider whether to let you go. Have you ever met a person named Bai Xiaoyue?"
"Can not remember!"
Ghost Saint spoke coldly, with a sinister look in his eyes: "Those who were disobedient in the past were all thrown to snakes by me!"
Hearing this, Bai Momo staggered, her face turned pale, and she leaned against the wall weakly. Lu Zhu stepped forward and helped her, with worry and distress on her face.
The blood fox's eyes shrank, cold light overflowed, and murderous aura evaporated.
"You fed the snake, right?" the blood fox said coldly.
When his eyes met those cold and bloodthirsty eyes, with those cold and depressing words floating in his ears, the Ghost Saint felt a cool breeze hit his face, and a biting chill flowed up from his toes and spread all over his body. It felt like falling into
The Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond
"Father, mother"
The ghost saint caught a glimpse of those two familiar figures out of the corner of his eye, and he suddenly looked extremely happy, as if a dying person had grabbed a life-saving straw, and the brightness in his eyes suddenly lit up.
The blood fox raised his eyes and saw a man and a woman, both wearing black robes. The man had a skinny face, full of wrinkles, and a violent temper. The woman had a petite figure and charming fox eyes. Even though she was an old lady, she was also She is very beautiful, but there is an evil aura around her.
"You bitch, why don't you let my son go quickly?" When the woman in black saw the bloody fox holding the ghost saint hostage, she immediately shouted angrily, with murderous intent on her face.
Bitch?!
The blood fox snorted coldly, raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, and said with disdain: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to order me?!"
"If you don't let go of my son, don't blame us and your wife for being rude!" the man in black shouted, with an impatient look on his face.
"oh?"
The corner of the blood fox's mouth raised a slight arc, and he looked at the two of them playfully. Suddenly, a bright dagger appeared in his left hand. He played with it leisurely and opened his lips indifferently: "How can you be so polite?"
The blood fox curled his lips, and the light arc became deeper and deeper. The slender little hand held the dagger and slowly circled the Ghost Saint's chest. The Ghost Saint stiffened, his face turned pale, and he was sweating.
"What do you want to do? You dare to touch my son! I will let those two girls die without a burial place!"
When the woman in black saw this scene, her eyes turned cold, and her voice was surprisingly sinister, but with the slightest trembling.
"Ah……"
The blood fox suddenly laughed, but the smile did not reach her eyes. The blood fox hated threats from others the most in her life. The only people who dared to threaten her blood fox were dead people. His eyes turned cold, and the dagger moved sideways and penetrated straight into the ghost. On the Saint's shoulder, blood spattered suddenly
"ah--"
A burst of extremely miserable howling sounded into the sky. Both the woman and the man were startled, and their expressions suddenly changed.
The seemingly soft and boneless little hand broke it violently, and a blood-red arm was thrown to the ground, and blood sprayed all over the ground.
The man in black and the woman both took a few steps back, their faces pale, staring at the bloody scene in disbelief. The woman was still smiling, beautiful and harmless one moment, but she turned into a bloodthirsty Shura the next second. ruthless