Du Qingling smiled enchantingly, her long hair spread around her waist, and her entire small face was shrouded in dark shadows.
"Of course not, because you will stay and be my maid."
The elegant man licked his bright red lips, as if blood was dripping out.
The fingers of the slender white hands were hooked, and the sharp nails suddenly became longer and glowed black.
Cong Duqingling jumped up from the chair, turned his head to one side, the sharp wind swept across his face, and his nails went through the side.
He took out the black gloves from his pocket and put them on leisurely. The smile at the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.
"Hey, that's all you have?"
After putting on the gloves, he touched his chin with a look of disdain.
"Great God of Darkness, grant me strength."
The elegant man looked up to the sky, the fangs in his bright red mouth began to grow wildly, his nails grew from three centimeters to ten centimeters, and his long black hair turned gray in this chaotic light.
"God of Darkness? Then should I say, "Destroy you on behalf of the moon?"
Du Qingling ignored this guy's changes, and his teasing tone made the man who was absorbing the power almost collapse.
"you wanna die."
The magnetic voice became hoarse due to the crazy growth of the fangs, as if it had swallowed a fly and couldn't spit it out and was stuck in the throat. It made people feel uncomfortable and sick to hear it.
The long nails were as fast as lightning and struck straight at the face, but I remained motionless when the enemy moved me. Du Qingling still had her long hair ruffled by the wind, waiting unmoving for those pitch-black nails.
When he raised his hand, the moment his nails touched his eyes, he grabbed his nails and pulled them back. Snap——
A ten-centimetre-long nail was easily pulled off, oh - the ten fingers are connected to the heart.