Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 311 This prince's painting style is wrong

So, how could there be such a thing as an antidote?
Emperor Wu'an spent 20 years creating a grand game for Ning Ning and Xiao Zhi, but it only took Xiao Zhi less than a day and night to turn Emperor Wu'an into a deadlock.

Ning Ning is what Emperor Wu'an wanted to grasp, a dream he missed when he was young, this dream that always seemed within reach, but was out of reach when he reached out his hand and was about to touch it, so many years later, he The desire to catch her became stronger and stronger, and he didn't even know how much of this obsession was related to "love".

Emperor Wu'an felt more than once that the so-called "rebirth" 20 years ago was like a joke.

How could he let her leave so easily after he had been busy for a long time?He wanted her to live, not only did she have to live, but she also had to live well in this world, in a world he could see.

He took a step forward and stared at her face for a long time. Strangely, he always felt that he had long remembered her face, every frown and smile, and her emotions. I remembered it all in my mind, but now looking at her, although she was still smiling, he felt it was especially strange.

The strangeness made him panic.

As if to reassure himself, he reached out his hand to touch her to prove that she was still within his reach, but she avoided it, and his hand fell to nothing.

After a while, he put down his hand and chuckled, "Ningning, in your heart, he must be much better than me."

"nature."

Her brief answer seemed to indicate that he had spoken nonsense.

He looked at her for a long time, even blinking his eyes reluctantly, as if he wanted to engrave her current appearance in his memory forever.

After a while.

"In your opinion, I must be the most despicable and shameless person, but he was always born with another identity of me..." He smiled softly, and there was a little something that others could not detect in his soft voice. Mysterious, "Where can he be more noble than me?"

However, no matter what kind of person Xiao Zhi is, it certainly doesn't matter to her.

He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

When a gust of wind blew up, his body fell down.

Ning Ning hastily embraced the thin body, making him lean against her body. Not long after, his cough sounded.

"It's so uncomfortable..." He said weakly, and slowly stood up straight. When his eyes fell on her face, there were broken stars in his black eyes, and he raised his hands and squeezed her. Touching both sides of her face, he curled his lips and smiled heartlessly, "My love, we meet again."

He is back.

While pinching her face and rubbing it, he coughed again. There was a lot of blood on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all. The blood stain appeared on his pale face, which unexpectedly became a little coquettish. He was still laughing, Eerie, like a psychopath.

Ning Ning slapped his hand off with a cold face, "Shouldn't you go and detoxify your poison first?"

"How can detoxification be as important as holding a beauty now?" Xiao Zhi hugged her in his arms, and said with a shameless smile: "I haven't seen your husband-in-law for many days, so you don't miss him?"

Ning Ning really couldn't say anything sweet in front of this man who was spitting blood while talking coquettishly, so she raised her foot and kicked him, "Xiao Zhi, hurry up and cure me of the poison!"

"Why do you need to be so anxious, is it not troublesome to detoxify?"

Ning Ning stared at him.

He bent his eyes and smiled brightly, but the next moment, he pulled out the knife and wiped his neck.

Blood spattered, and the smell of blood continued to spread.

Ning Ning looked at the person lying on the ground with cold eyes, calmly wiped off the blood stains on his face, and commented in a down-to-earth manner: "Crazy."

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the night is even darker.

Ning Ning's impatient voice soon came from the quiet courtyard, "Since you're alive, when are you going to lie on the ground until when do you get up?"

There was another man's coquettish voice, "I want my love to hug me so that I can get stronger."

"Then you lie down forever!" She kicked hard.

He yelled, "Look at some places to kick. If you kick some important places, you will lose hope of happiness for the rest of your life."

But seeing the girl in the night couldn't bear it anymore, she raised the knife and stabbed the person on the ground, "You better shut up!"

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and said with a playful smile: "Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, come on, love me a little more."

"Dead pervert!"

It was really dark and windy, and it was a veritable killing night.

This bloody scene is horrifying to ordinary people, but for them, such a life of flying dogs has just begun.

(End of this chapter)