Well, he looks like this because he controls his mind.
Thinking of this possibility, Zitong slowly raised his body in his arms.
"Beichen."
"Call me!"
Beichen frowned slightly, and his tone was dyed.
"Master." She walked according to her words, but her fingers lifted them carefully and supported his face.
Bei Chen dodged subconsciously, and then stopped, it didn't seem to be very exclusive.
Zitong sat straight, and the whole palm supported his face. He felt the gentleness of her palm, and Beichen's eyes fell down, looking at her.
Slightly raised his lips, Zitong gave him a gentle smile, her arm hooked his neck, and she approached him a little bit.
"These days, I have been thinking about you, you are still alive, it's nice."
Beichen didn't speak, but just looked at her quietly. The golden star pattern in her eyes was once again retreated.
Note that the change in his eyes, Zitong was closer to him again, kissed on his face very lightly, feeling her lips touched his cheek softly, Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly
Then, then
"Do you like it, right?"
Zitong raised his fingers, stroked his lips gently, and slowly leaned his lips to him.
Kissing her is what he likes to do.
Last time, she could awaken him. This time, she must be able to.
Breathing and interweaving, seeing that the two of them are about to kiss one place.
Bei Chen's body suddenly tightened, straightened his body, his arms tightened, holding her out of the door of the house. Zitong only felt that the light and shadow in the eyes flashed, and the two had already come to the air outside the gate.
Falling on the ground, Beichen watched Beishihan and Lan Yinshui, who was trying to break his enchantment, and re -dyed the gold instantly.
He was light sleeve, and his body was immediately opened by him.
"Betomorne, Death!"
Beichen stared at the cold on the ground and said fiercely.
"Beichen, next time, Weiyang will die!" Lan Yinshui got up from the ground.
Beichen just hummed, "Kill them!"
"Wait!" Zitong exhaled.
Beichen looked back and looked at her, her eyes were cold.
"I ..." Zitong looked at him with a smile, "I'm here to help the host kill them, okay?"
"good."
Bei Chensong opened his arm and let go of her.
So many people surrendered to him and bowed to him, but no one could compare with her.
He liked her, and asked him how he looked at him with a smile.
She surrendered to him, she was his, and when he thought of these, he had an inexplicable emotion from the bottom of his heart.
He smiled at him, Zi Tong turned around, and Bei Shui cold and Lan Yinshui on the ground.
The figure was shaking, and Mrs. Qingyou and others had already heard the news and fell on the side of Beishuihan.
"Let it open!" Zitong drank loudly, Mrs. Qingyou turned her face, and Zitong immediately made a look at her. "I'll find a way, you remember to take care of their bodies."
Mrs. Qingyou would like to wave her hand, and retreat with a few men.
Zitong walked in front of Beishuihan, and whispered, "Father, offended."
She raised her fingers lightly, and a few silver needles immediately pierced into the chest of Beishuihan, sealed his blood, and Bei Shuihan stiffened, fell directly to the ground, and lost breath.
Take the purple pupil and come to Lan Yinshui not far away.
"Try to save Weiyang, no matter how late, he will die." Lan Yinshui glanced at Beichen behind her, whispered.
"His life, how do you do, I just want to be with the host!"
Zi Tong raised her hand and pierced several silver needles directly into his body. Lan Yinshui immediately fell to the ground.