Jiao Ying was in a thick black coat with a black towel of the same color on his head, dragging it under his shoulders. A black gauze covered her appearance. Only a pair of angered eyes were exposed, just like a catch. The husband and wife of the husband.

"Who are you? I know you? Who do I want, what do you have to do with you?" The woman's eyes are a bit familiar. He should have seen her, but the purple clothes can't guess who she is?

For women who don't care, the purple clothes are never in the heart, and there is no need for that.

Lancome hates others for calling her. This is like a shameful nail. She has been nailed to her for a long time, so that she can't hate the shameless nails.

Seeing that it is going to succeed, I don’t know if the dead woman who came out of it has misunderstood her good deeds.

Lan Lan endured the pain of the body and sneered at Jiao Ying: "Have you heard? Zi Zizi said that he has nothing to do with me, and you have no relationship with you. You should not think that you will work hard, you can Here is what you want. Here is the Fengfu, not the place where you are wild. If you know each other, you will get out quickly, and then the guards of Fengfu will come. You have no chance to go, you will die. Very miserable."

If you can, Lancome wants to get up and forcefully hit the black man and slap a slap. This monk slams her to death, and it is really mad.

Jiao Ying suddenly turned his face, staring at Lancome with a gloomy look: "I don't know what to do."

Her voice just fell, the figure has been moved to Lancome's side, overlooking the horror of the ground, this white body is like a disgusting locust in her eyes.

She stepped on Lancome's chest and stepped on her snow. She heard the painful tears of Lancome's tears. Her gloomy smile revealed a happy smile: "It's such a broken thing, dare Is there a big slogan here? Also seduce my purple clothes?"

When she talked about my purple clothes, the sound line turned soft, like a soft voice of a lover, but after the next moment, she suddenly forced her feet, and the toes of the toes were proud of the body.

She has never been afraid of anyone, let alone she is not afraid of the useless guards of Fengfu, she is the former, not afraid of anyone in Fengfu.

This embarrassing threat has become ridiculous in her ears.

The chest is the most vulnerable place for a woman. How can it stand up to such a step?

Lancome's chest is about to be trampled. Her pain is almost fainting. The scorpion is dumb, and the corner of her mouth is unknowingly flowing out of the bright red blood line, but there is no guard to come and save her. There is no guard to kill this fierce black. Clothing people.

Lancome seems to have forgotten that there is no guard guarded in the purple house, and because of this, she dared to use her brain for the purple clothes. She wanted to cook rice with him and the purple clothes had to ask her.

Lancome suddenly thought of purple clothes. Her eyes for help looked at the purple clothes. She said painfully: "Zi Zizi saved me." Her cry suddenly became even more fierce.

The black man stunned the strength of his feet, and her sternum was about to be cut off.

But this is not the most painful and desperate. The most desperate is the purple dress sitting on the bed, seeing her misery, her expression is light, as if she did not care about her life and death.

"Save you?" Jiao Ying smirked: "He is robbing, how to save you? Unless he does not want to die. It is a pity that you are in his heart, it seems that there is not even a little weight. Hey, you Look at the expression of the purple clothes well, can he care a little about you?"

Jiao Ying took back his foot, grabbed Lancome's hair, picked her head up, and the face of the cold sweat was facing the direction of the purple dress, let Lancome see clearly.

Lancome's scalp suffered a lot of pain, but it was far less than the chest that was trampled. Her face was pale and ghost. Because the pain was distorted, she was forced to look at the calm look of Lan Zi. Lancome’s heart suddenly had a dull pain, as if What pierced, foraging, her eyes were hot and she shed tears of pain.

Knowing that it is your own wishful thinking, if you are too greedy and want to get something that is not your own, you will still die.

Is this God's punishment for her?

Jiao Ying is very happy, she most appreciates the purple expression that does not care about anyone's indifference.

She knelt down, took out a sharp dagger in her hand, and posted it on Lancome's face. She said with a sinister smile: "You can't afford his mercy on this face. Let me help you destroy it! There is no need to exist."

Lancome shook his head in horror and was terrified: "No, no."

Her dagger pierced Lancome's face, and she cruelly tortured Lancome, as if it were a demon in the world, a dark glory shimmering in the cold, and she couldn't get anything that she couldn't get. When she touched, she ruined who.

The body of the purple meditation suddenly shook slightly. He felt like a big blow, and his face was white. He tried to ignore Lancome's screams, but her voice still affected him.

The purple dress tightened her eyebrows and looked at her in a black woman who was afflicting Lancome. The woman’s method was cruel. She clearly did not want to kill Lancome immediately, but wanted to slowly Lancome in front of him. Torture and die.

The purple phoenix phoenix sinks and sinks. If this continues, Lancome may not have been tortured and died. He died in the thunder.

The charming aroma of the beast furnace, the snow woman sucked in a lot, she took the beautiful face of Lancome and found that her body's subtle changes, her expression in the black yarn suddenly became a bit weird.

At the beginning of the snowy mountain, her body was cold all the year round. Without the slightest temperature, she never felt the temperature rise, what is the experience of blood warming?

Now, she felt it, she felt dry and wanted an ice to relieve the heat.

When the snow-burning cockroach stared at the purple coat, it was like a sweltering fire, and it was out of control. She decided that she wanted him to relieve the heat.

The snow woman lost Lancome's miserable face and heard the screaming voice of Lancome. She simply pierced the dagger into the heart of Lancome and completely solved the trouble.

She walked up to the front of the purple dress and reached for the pale and beautiful face of the purple dress. Her eyes were blurred: "Lia's clothes, as long as you are willing to be my man, can I help you with the robbery?"

The purple dress suddenly smiled: "You don't even dare to show people, how can I promise you?"

The snow woman took a breath, because of the words of the purple coat, her heart jumped wildly, and seemed to forget how he used to hurt her.

The snow woman sighed, the black veil opened her half face, and gradually, the veil fell, her entire face was exposed in the purple eye.