Then he paled, "You, are you hypnotizing me?!"
"So what?" Su Kuiyun gently stroked the non-existent dust on the skirt, with a sweet smile, and the pear vortex on his cheeks was sunken.
"The unsteady person—"
"No," Su Kui suddenly changed his words, "Instigated bugs? Chi-your leader, I will go there for a while, as for you, there is no need to survive, right?"
Dark colors floated into the dark eyes, Su Kui spread out his five fingers, palms facing upwards.
White fingers, roots like jade, exquisite without a trace of blemish.
"No, no! Please, forgive me, I have a lot of wealth, all can—"
"Ah!!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly let out a scream, and his whole body exploded quickly, as if being crushed by an invisible big hand.
Su Kui casually reopened his palm, his palms were still clean and white.
The blood on the ground was spray-like, scattered all around, but not a little, fell on her.
An ugly bug the size of a finger suddenly broke open the brain of a dead man and emerged from the gap.
Just at this moment, the sky was covered by the moonlight, and the cold wind was whistling from all directions. With the red flesh and blood on the floor, this scene is especially permeating.
The worm was very ugly. It was covered with black stings and a hard shell, which was dark purple. It was very disgusting with mucus in its mouth.
"Tsk, it's quite interesting, can such a small thing control a person's body?" She smiled lightly and picked up the skirt, "I should go back, little bug, goodbye?"
The little black leather shoes were wrapped in mental power, and she lightly walked past the bug, and the huge force instantly turned the ugly bug into a puddle of foul-smelling pus.
Walking back to the back garden, Su Kui dissipated his energy and walked back to the banquet room lightly.
At this time, the banquet room was very solemn, there was no music, no noble sons and young ladies dancing. They stood together in three or five, all with fear and anxiety on their faces.
Su Kui raised her eyebrows, and as soon as she walked in, they were violently pulled into an embrace.
The familiar smell of tobacco spreads between the nose, and the broad chest clearly undulates, showing the other's uneasy emotions.
"What?" Su Kui pushed away from him and asked.
"It's okay," Jane didn't want to say more, let alone. When he found out that she was not there, and almost searched the entire palace, the panic that prompted him to make an amazing decision.
Detained all the guests in the banquet room, just to find a girl.
He was very scared, and she left him quietly again and left. No one had found the headquarters of Honeysuckle for so many years. If she did leave, she might have spent many years and might not be able to find it.
Used to having her company by her side, Jane knew that she didn't want to let go.
"Go back, I'm tired." Su Kui pressed his temples, lowered his eyes, and walked out first.
She needs to sort out her thoughts, this matter is a bit more complicated. The death of Leng’s parents was also a bit big.
Jian's thin lips were tightly pressed, and a dark color passed across his deep eyes. He looked at the slender and gorgeous figure intricately, unable to ignore it. He had only just smelled the bloody, if there is a bloody smell.
She killed someone.
Jane always knew—