Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

~: 609 Want to die under the peony (ten)

Auspicious and helpless shaking his head, there is no way for the occasional childishness of the spirit boy.

"Who says it doesn't know how to think and resist anymore." Ling Tong found an empty seat and sat down to drink tea while eating a snack. "This kind of grub is different from the general one. It is a king of insects fed by the blood of the feeder. It is connected with the care of the person who feeds it. I poked it. The owner hiding behind will have pain, and the worms are injured. There is no parasitic body to absorb nutrients to recover, so I can only draw energy from the owner to survive, hum As long as the tormenting this disgusting bug is tortured day and night, it is equivalent to piercing the people of Helianchuan by the lower guts for thousands of times.

She never works hard to do useless work.

This time is no exception.

If you poke all the way down, only two consequences will occur: [

One was the death of the gworm, and the feeding homepage followed. One hundred times. I never knew who had insulted Helianchuan. However, since I lost my life, the spirit boy would forgive the other for his love.

Second, the owner can't stand the torture. According to the subtle induction, he finds it all the way and waits for the opportunity to recapture the grub. Huh, the spirit boy is waiting here intently, not afraid of him coming, but afraid of not coming. When the time comes, there will be revenge and grievances, and she will return the pain of Helianchuan thousands of times.

Xuanyuanyao just realized that, he looked at Jixiang, coughed a few times, cleared his throat, "The man under the grub is in trouble."

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After Xuanyuan walked away, Lingtong sat with Jixiang Xiaohui for a while, and he didn't know where to go to be happy.

He Lianchuan has a waist card for the palace, and he can go in and out without hindrance. He walked outside the auspicious bedroom and stood in front of the door. He said softly, "Are you busy?"

The voice was low, hoarse, and full of magnetism, which was very different from the previous rough.