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Chapter 215:Seed of Affection

The girl, who was called "Little Daisy", stood up, without the slightest gratitude, but kicked the boy's feet.

She scornfully hummed: "useless waste, the third floor can't hold on, I still laugh at you for half a day!" 」

"Little Ju, you, you, you, don't you say that you will be a family with me when you become a student of Totianxuan's convent, are you lying to me?"

The boy heard the words, showing an incredible look, and the voice said trembling.

“Idiot!No wonder you call it White Pond, you’re such an idiot!”

The girl named "Little Ju" laughed: "You don't pee and take pictures, how can I marry you like this kind of waste?"

Immediately a handsome face to the mouth of the young man, strangely smiled: "But you can rest assured that you finally have a little use value."I have cultivated a means to devour the essence of a man, so let your essence become my strength.That’s your last value!”

After saying this, the girl closed one mouth at a time, and the real yuan flowed around her mouth, exuding a strange breath.

Suddenly I saw a white mist in the mouth of the boy, and a white mist in the nostrils, swallowed by the girl in the entrance.

“Little brother, you...”

The boy looked at the girl in disbelief, then shook his head, slowly closed his eyes, and smiled faintly: “Let’s go.”As long as you want, you take it, even if you can help a little bit more, I will die and look at it.”

“What a seed of love!”

Wang Lian passed by the two people, and did not intend to have any intersection with these two people, but when he saw this scene, he still stopped walking.

He knew that this girl's cultivation should be a means to devour the essence of men's life.

The life of a man is also called Yuanyang.

In the world, there are often rumors that a witch will be infested and devouring the man Yuanyang.

It’s actually a girl’s way.

This means, usually women's occult or female queer animals will be used, they devour the man's Yuanyang, moisturize their Yuan Yin.

Full of the Yuanyin, cultivate up, naturally a thousand miles a day.

This method is regarded as a sorcery, and people generally use it disdain.

Compared with Wang's "Nine Prisons", it is even more important.

Wang's cultivation of the "Nine Prisons Swallowing Heavens" cultivation has reached a high level, and it seems that even heaven and earth can be swallowed up.

And this girl cultivates even more powerfully, and can only devour the man's Yuanyang.

Seeing the breath of the teenager getting weaker and weaker, Wang Yan knew that if he continued like this, the teenager would definitely be sucked up and died.

He no longer hesitated, ran up, and one foot he trodden, and slapped the girl named "White Ju" out, and struck a hard blow on the wall beside him.

“Wow!”

The girl was concentrating on devouring the boy's Yuanyang, but did not expect to be attacked by others, and the whole person hit the wall hard and squirt a mouthful of bright red blood.

At this time, Wang Lian had pulled out the iron sword around his waist, took the step of the step to the girl.

The girl named Bai Xiaoju fell to the ground, looked at her Wang Lian, and said, “Who are you?”It’s between me and the White Pool, what about you?”

“It really has nothing to do with me!”

Wang Yan laughed coldly and said disdainfully, “But this young man gave everything for you, and you did this to him.”If the old man did not see it, so would he have.Since the old man saw it, the old man must take care of it!”

“As for the old man’s name?”

Wang Lian has gone to the front of the white daisy, waved the iron sword in his hand, pointed to her throat, coldly said: "The old man can't change his name and sit down without changing his surname, surname Wang, a single name is a silent word."

Seeing the iron sword in front of him, the white daisace's eyes could not help but appear in the frightened eyes.

She could feel that the boy named Wang Yan in front of her was really trying to kill her.

She trembling, hurriedly looked at Wang Yan, and begged for forgiveness: “Oh, it is the big brother Wang.”The guy's name is White Pond, just an adopted son of our white family, and it is his honor to give my life for me!"

“Brother Wang, the little sister sees that you are extraordinary and powerful.”Let's go with us on the sixth floor."

Bai Xiao Ju said with a flattering laugh, “Why should you take care of the low-lying guy in the white pool!”

“Oh, hey!”

Wang Lianlian snorted coldly, with a disdainful face: "Take you to the sixth floor, and then be kicked open by your foot?"You are such a method, but you can't fool me!Please die!”

In the speech, the iron sword in Wang Lian's hand waved and stabbed the throat of the white daisy.

“No!Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The little white chrysanthemum saw the shape, and suddenly fell to his knees.

She knelt so much that the king's movement stopped.

She asked for forgiveness, “Brother Wang, the little sister knows that she is wrong.”It was the little sister who was confused for a while, please spare my little life.If you forgive me, your little sister will give everything.”

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaoju suddenly set off his clothes, and said with a charming face: "Big Brother Wang came to participate in the assessment for several days, and must have been very tired, it is better to enjoy it with the little sister."The little sister's means in that respect are very wise, and they will certainly make Big Brother Wang satisfied."

“Oh hey!If you are a beautiful woman, you can think about it!But then...”

Wang Yan’s eyes narrowed into a gap and said contemptuously: “Ugly like you, the old man has no appetite at all, but feels disgusting!”

“You, you, you...”

White chrysanthemum is very confident about his body, to have a face, to have a body.

From a young age, the man who pursued him was like a river.

Today, she was so courteous that she was treated as an ugly woman by the teenager in front of her, making her suddenly angry.

However, the iron sword in Wang Lian's hand has once again stabbed the white dais.

“No!”

Feeling the terribleness of this sword, the little white daisy roared.

“Swords are left!”

At the same time, behind the king's silence, a slightly powerless voice sounded.

Wang Lian did not stop because of the white daisy's request for forgiveness, but because of this slightly powerless voice, he choking the sword.

Because this voice is made by the young man named White Ju who gave everything.

Wang Lian looked back at the young man and coldly said, “She is so kind to you, you still let me leave the sword behind?”

The boy smiled bitterly and said with a look: "Even if she uses me and wants to kill me, I still love her and will never allow anyone to hurt her!"

Hearing this, the king was silent, but he put the iron sword back in his hand.

While the white daisy was grateful, Wang Yan was an extension of his right foot, and a foot, and he was lying on the body of the white daisy, flying her out and fainting on the ground.

Then, Wang Lian glancing at the young man of the white pool, faintly said, “That white chrysanthemum is the ninth heavy heaven of the condensate, and you seem to be the cultivation of the first heavy heaven of God’s work.”If you don't take the little white chrysanthemum on the sixth floor, there is hope."

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