After Kuai Chuan was targeted by the villain

Chapter 840 Don’t Blacken the National Teacher (52)

The different magician said, "When I finish my revenge, my soul will be swallowed by the banner."

Karma wanted to say something, but he heard the system beast screaming in horror, [Goddess, your hand...]
She lowered her eyes, and her slender hands, which were originally white and tender, slowly turned a withered yellow color.

It was very rough, like the hands of an old woman who had been doing farm work all her life.

She looked sideways at her hair, and her long black hair turned gray.

Karma was not surprised, but looked at the needle.

The thin silver needle was half stained red by the blood, and the other half was not full.

Sure enough, it is very similar to the wine gourd in Xianxia drama.

The magician clenched his hands tightly, watching her movements closely, for fear that she would go back on his word.

There was no expression on Karma's face.

She looked at the nervous alien artist and said, "Don't worry, I won't pull out the silver needle."

"why?"

The magician didn't understand, she saw the changes in her body.

Knowing that he lied to her, why continue?

"You don't want to live anymore?"

It was the only answer he could think of.

Yuanyuan smiled: "Of course I want to live, don't worry, after your silver needle is full, I won't die, at most I will become an old lady."

Her voice has also changed, becoming a little hoarse.

"Why?" The magician didn't understand.

Karma said: "In exchange for a promise."

The different artist was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"You are a fool, right? I am a fugitive now, and I only think about revenge. What promise do you want in exchange for me, and what can I do for you?"

"You'll know then."

The different artist smiled and looked at her with slightly narrowed eyes.

It seemed that she wanted to see what she was planning.

"Answer or not?" Karma asked.

"Okay." The alien artist agreed simply, "As long as it doesn't affect my revenge, I can do it, and I will promise you anything."

"I can't go back on my word."

The magician sneered, "Our people always keep our word."

Karma smiled, she felt a little weak.

Then he moved back and leaned against the stone wall.

Although the alien artist was talking with Karma, his eyes were always focused on the silver needle.

It's still half full.

[Goddess, you...why did you do this? ]
The system beast finally couldn't help asking.

Karma's voice was hoarse and weak, "Forgot what I told you before? Don't make a sound when you shouldn't."

Fierce Beast Flat Mouth: [Does anyone care about you~]
Karma twitched the corners of her mouth, and her eyelids were so heavy that she followed her instinct to close her eyes.

Karma is like a dream.

The whole body is covered with roses as red as golden velvet.

The tip of the nose is full of rose fragrance, as if a gentle hand is caressing her cheek.

She could feel the deep affection and pity under the man's fingertips.

He seemed to get close to her, whispering in her ear, trying to listen hard.

But I couldn't hear his voice clearly.

She opened her eyes dazedly.

I saw that white hand like white paper, the nails were well-proportioned and beautiful, but the color was gloomy black.

Karma reached out to grab it, but was gripped tightly by a warm hand.

"Why do you spoil yourself like this." An emotional and extremely suppressed voice pulled her back from her dream.

Lifting the heavy eyelids, the blurred vision gradually became clear.

That beautiful face that never changes color at any time is extremely pale.

His pupils trembled slightly, his lips were pale without a trace of blood.

He looked too weak, as if he was barely supporting his body with willpower.

　Christmas Eve~ Time flies so fast~ I hope everyone is safe and happy~ Healthy and healthy~ I'll go eat an apple first.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)