Xuanyuan Yu pursed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face was very terrifying.
He didn't move.
Out of instinct, he felt that Qiancheng had no intention of attacking him.
Maybe this is another chance to kill this stinky woman!
Xuanyuan Yu held his breath.
The pupils gradually dilated, and a beautiful reflection was reflected inside, silver-white, blood-stained, holy, and evil.
Combined together, they create a heart-stopping impact.
"Come on, give it a try and crush my heart."
Qian Cheng squatted in front of Xuanyuan Yu, stretched out a blood-stained hand, clasped Xuanyuan Yu's wrist tightly, and forced him to pull him to the hilt of the knife inserted into his heart.
A layer of white sweat formed on Xuanyuan Yu's back.
This woman is really crazy!
The temperature and stickiness of the blood are both real.
She really stabbed into the heart and caused so much blood, not an illusion!
"You want to die so much?"
Xuanyuan Yu's voice was almost coming from between his teeth, and his black eyes were as deep as the sea.
"I think so." Qian Cheng tilted his head slightly, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his red lips moved slightly, like flaming wine, "It is my honor to die in your hands. Yu, I'm dreaming
I can even dream of you inserting a knife into my body with your own hands."
Creepy!
Xuanyuan Yu frowned tightly, as if he was stimulated, he tightened his grip on the dagger inserted into Qian Cheng's heart, and pushed it deeper.
He heard the sound of the blade cutting flesh.
"Well——"
Qian Cheng frowned slightly, his beautiful eyes were covered with a faint layer of dusk, and a strange moan escaped from his throat.
Hearing that voice, the last tense string in Xuanyuan Yu's mind was completely broken.
As if he was going crazy, he held the dagger hard, turned it 180 degrees, and used the sharp edge to crush Qian Cheng's heart.
A strange sound sounded in my ears.
Standing so close, Qiancheng's warm and sticky blood splashed all over his face, and a faint sweet fishy smell floated into his nose.
"ah--"
Qiancheng let out a cry of pain.
Xuanyuan Yu's brows furrowed tightly, and his hand movements turned 360 degrees with great force.
"Yes! That's it! Kill me! Break me!" Qian Cheng raised his head, with a devilish smile on his lips. His laughter was extremely arrogant and echoed in the sky of the entire hall.
The magic sound pierces the ears.
Xuanyuan Yu felt that his entire soul was twisting and vibrating.
Qian Cheng's cultivation was so powerful that his soul was about to disperse just from laughter.
"puff--"
Feeling a dull pain in his chest, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but take a step back, pulled out the sharp blade, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
dizzy.
His legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he wedged the sharp blade into the wooden table and stabilized his body.
It's time to die.
After twisting it twice like that, the heart must have rotted into a puddle of minced meat.
Xuanyuan Yu raised his head, filled with expectation.
However, when he saw clearly the terrifying and perverted woman in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body trembled.
She...she actually...
The woman covered in blood still tilted her head slightly, with a ghostly smile on her lips, looking at her with an extremely innocent look.
And the heart that had been crushed in her heart was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.