At this time, the darkness of the dust is so strong, the sound is so cold, the cold is like the frost of the cold winter, the heart of the people feels frozen, this is the real dark elf, that The dark elf who was born out of the body of the dead.

However, the shackles of the dust have always been clear, even though he is now full of hostility to Night Ji, but he always remembers Yi Yu’s teaching to him.

The bad guys can't do it, but when they look at it, if someone takes the knife on your neck, you can't always smile at him and say, "Do you kill?" Only fools and fools can do it. Such a thing, no, even if it is a fool, it will not be stupid enough to let others kill themselves, but they still have to laugh at the enemy...

Night Ji felt a little surprised and unbelievable about the sudden change of the dust. Is this cold and bloodthirsty person like a child like a child?

Just in the moment when Night Ji was distracted, the dusty coldness shot like a sharp knife to the night Ji, seemed to scrape her into pieces, dare to deceive him, and went to the end of being deceived...

The dust slammed the hands of the night Ji, and one foot rose up against the back of the night Ji, and the hands of the night Ji slammed in the back.

"Hey!"

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts."

At the same time, the sound of broken bones on the wrists and shoulders, as well as the screams of the nightbreaker’s heartbreaking lungs, the feeling of being hard-pressed and being cut off by both hands, is really painful and painful, even if she is a soul, but that It is also painful, painful and painful, and the face of Night Ji is suddenly red, the brow is tightly twisted, and the sweat on the forehead is constantly emerging.

Perhaps it is a similar pain, and Ye Ji’s mind suddenly flashed some pictures, which was the picture of her broken eyes by the curtain cloud before her death.

Night Ji did not know what was going on in the mind. At this moment, she only wanted to get rid of the brute force in front of her eyes and get rid of the broken arm pain.

She just wanted to struggle, the force in the hands of the dust was tightened again, and the knees on the back of the night Ji added some strength, and the pain of the night Ji wowed, tears in the eyelids kept spinning.

"Ah! Pain, sore pain." Night Ji shook his head and shouted, asking for the dust: "You let me go first! I am not a bad person, really not, I just brought you back according to the master's instructions." "Night Ji will shake Chu Tianlin out. She knows that if she doesn't say anything, the kid behind her will be able to tear off her arms."

the host?

Is it the owner?

Which host is it?

If it is not the owner of the mother, who is the "master" in the woman's mouth?

The dust is very troublesome. He doesn't want to interrogate him. He is afraid of getting an answer that he doesn't want to know. The intuition is very sensitive, so he wants to escape this woman, far away from her.

But the mother said, he is not her own child, saying that they are just the same kind of "biological" called "elf"

Others are called "people", why only he and his mother are called "elf". And why is it only that he and his mother have wings on their backs? And the color of the wings is different...

He wants to know, he wants to know where he came from, and why he woke up in the mother's bedroom, but he was afraid.

I don’t know how to make a choice for a while.