The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

516. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (90)

In the night and mountain rain, the hazy rain and mist concealed the figure, the exquisite eyebrows and eyes were gorgeous, the enchanting red lips made a lazy tenderness, the jade fingers tapped the red lips, the slender figure, swaying Zi, it is said that the master of Mo is like jade, and the son of Shi Wushuang is him, but he does not know that blood is dripping on his face, and he is the real him.

No one can see how Yan Shaokai made the move, and no one can see how the group of people who were still talking to the other side fell down. It's just that in the moment of meeting, all the people who were alive were already headed. Out. The figure of the man who shot is already on the opposite side, standing sideways, with drooping eyes, only his red lips are slightly hooked, and the rain drops his black hair on the temples, dripping rain, and his cheeks are stained. The bright red was washed by the rain, leaving behind a crimson stream, which slid from the side of his cheeks distortedly, shockingly beautiful and coquettish.

At this time, Fu Kai seemed to be different there, but he was obviously the same! It's just that there is a shocking weirdness and bloodthirsty all over his body.

"A...Fu Kai..." Xiao Chuhong wanted to call Akai, but Yan Shaokai's eyes were cold and slanted, and her gaze suddenly stopped her stepping forward, and her whole body stood upright as if she was entangled by ten thousand snakes.

His eyes were as cold as a dead person, empty as if boundless, and black and cold as if someone was holding his throat tightly, unable to breathe.

This person is not Fu Kai! Not her Fu Kai! Not her Yan Shaokai!

Even if Yan Shaokai is cold, he will not look like this, like a beast with no emotions rising from hell! He was as cold as a machine, a sophisticated killing machine.

"I smell it, the smell of blood!" He whispered and looked back with a sneer. Yan Shaokai looked at Xiao Chuhong, who was standing still and dare not to go forward, and galloped up the mountain.

"Fu Kai!" Gao Zijie regained consciousness from the change that had happened just now, and saw Fu Kai's galloping figure disappear into the rain and fog.

"Fu...Fu Kai...killed..." Xu Rong looked at the unbelievably widened corpse on the ground, their faces still had weird smiles, but they were dead.

"No! He didn't kill anyone!" Gao Zijie turned around and pinched Xu Rong's shoulders, looked straight into her eyes, and said solemnly, "He is to protect us, he is self-defense and self-defense! If Fu Kai does not take action, he will lie on the ground. It will be us, and what will happen to you and Xiao Chuhong, don't you have any idea?"

Wen Haoyuan stood up tremblingly, looking at the dead body on the ground and the disappearing Fu Kai, his eyes were dark and unclear, "Yes, it's self-defense!"

Xu Rong couldn't stop trembling, but it was still clear that if it weren't for Fu Kai's move, according to the black fat man's method, they would be caught back.

Holding on to Gao Zijie's sleeves, Xu Rong forced herself to calm down, but her voice still trembled, "Then, what shall we do now?"

"Go to the mountain!" Gao Zijie looked at Wen Haoyuan, and the two said in unison.

After that, she looked at Xiao Chuhong, who was still stunned, and obviously hadn't recovered. "Sister Xiao, if you don't want to go, you can go back to the cave and wait for us."

Xiao Chuhong, who was called back to his sanity by Gao Zijie, looked at them several times, as if he had made a decision, and looked at them, "No, I won't go, I want to go up the mountain too! Fu Kai is there, I...I want to go too ."

The four of them did not say anything, but accelerated their pace to the mountain.

Inside the stone house, Zhou Min's left shoulder was pierced with a big wound by himself, blood was constantly flowing out, and the blue sweater on his shoulder was dyed red, leaning against the wall behind him, trying to maintain a standing posture. The hot body and severe pain in the shoulders, like the intersection of ice and fire, tortured her will!

Her body is sensitive, but her ability to endure pain is worse than others! At this time, the internal organs in her body are constantly pulling her body because of the disappearance of the aura, making her life worse than death.

The clamor in the depths of the body became stronger and stronger. Zhou Min knew that her underwear had been completely wetted by the oozing flower fluid, and her hungry heart was crying for something she wanted to comfort. At this moment, she really wanted to give up. After giving up, enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated by the scorching heat, "No matter who it is, come on! Come through me, tear me apart, and flood me with cloudy liquid..."

The confrontational thoughts are like the mutual rush of black and white, the battle between good and evil, the body is longing, reason is suppressed, standing on the edge of the cliff, dominated by desire, one step forward, the sea of ​​indulgence will never recover, or resist After all, experiencing more painful suffering than death?

Waves of frenzy swept like ocean waves. She wanted to swallow Zhou Min's sanity. She tightened her fists again and again, clenched the wooden stick in her hand, and the force of her arm pulled the wound on her shoulder to tear, causing severe pain. Come and keep your mind clear!

Zhou Min's hands were trembling constantly, and Fang Xun, who had no idea how many times he had manipulated the cold corpse under him, looked at the sweaty, blood-stained woman with a firm gaze, his eyes turning like black mercury. Under the thunderstorm and lightning, the fascinating brilliance, charming and tough, and cold and beautiful, Fang Xun constantly manipulated the people under him, while swallowing saliva and obsessively looking at the woman by the window. Relieving his crazy desire.

But the more so, the more Fang Xun had a strong desire to conquer such Zhou Min, what was it like to press a blood-stained phoenix under his body?

Licking his dry lips, he suddenly lost interest in the bloody hole under him that had been fucked by him. He stood up, there was still no weak cock, stained with turbidity and bright red, turbidly straight, slowly 'S approached Zhou Min.

Zhou Min was fascinated by sweat. The acrimonious stimulation made her lose consciousness for a moment. Fang Xun seized this opportunity and wanted to quickly restrain her!

Zhou Min is highly focused, his nerves are like a tensioned bowstring, strangling tightly! Although there was a moment of loss of consciousness, he quickly reacted, looking at Fang Xun who was a few steps away from him, staring coldly, and firmly grasping the wooden stick in his hand, "Fang Xun, don't come over! Get back. !move back!"

Fang Xun looked at Zhou Min, who was close at hand, hesitated, and people were in front of him as long as they were two steps forward to grasp it. How could such anxious Fang Xun give up such an opportunity!

Zhou Min, who could see the expression in Fang Xun's eyes clearly, flashed under his eyes, and his complexion sank. The hand holding the wooden stick, a wrist flower, flexible wrist, wandering footsteps, turned Zhou Min's wooden tip to his own. The carotid artery, a hand pulled down forcefully, a deep wound, the wound on the neck pulled open by the wooden tip, blood was snaking down, from the neck, along the white and graceful lines, stained on the sweater collar!