The villain boss of quick travel delivered to your door

Chapter 311 Hey, where is the goblin?
Mo Zishu pressed hard on the place where she had pinched the blood, feeling the urge to tear apart the two souls, and she wanted Xu Qingyi who could act like a baby even more: "But you are not."

"Why am I not? I was forced to imprison me only because my spirit veins were sealed, but I have been watching and feeling. How is that different from letting you watch me grow up?"

Qing Rong said with a smile.

Of course it's different, you've been locked up for a long time, don't you think you're all perverted?
Don't you feel that your words have a strong twisted and sinister taste?

The Xu Qingyi she raised can be coquettish, playful, and even aggrieved with a sad face, so cute!
Mo Zishu didn't need to get along too much, and she could keenly detect the extremely dangerous aura beneath this gentle and elegant appearance, which coincided with the previous Xiao Huang.

001 doesn't even believe you are not a pervert.

"Hey!" 001 protested.

"Nature is different. When are you going to go back?"

Qingrong's smile froze, his expression changed suddenly, he grabbed Mo Zishu's hand, his face was gloomy, the gentleness disappeared in an instant, revealing the greedy and vicious wolf hidden in the depths.

"I'm going back? Why should I go back! The one who should stay inside is Xu Qingyi, that trash!"

Not to be outdone, Mo Zishu quickly reached the man's wrist with the other hand, and the silver spiritual power surged towards her, but the imaginable coldness did not appear, but the invisible water-like spiritual power strangled her to death do.

"Hahahaha, I'm not that trash!" Qing Rong smiled heartily, he pulled down Mo Zishu who was sitting, leaned close to her ear, and whispered maliciously: "Why, isn't this water-like spiritual power? Isn't that what you want?"

"Do you remember me?"

"Of course, who can forget Miss Mo's family, do you know how deep the sword marks were on my body by that bastard Qinghuan for you? Three days and three nights! I almost lost my knee!"

Qingrong's tone was fast and urgent, his anger became more and more serious, and his hands became more and more forceful, almost crushing Mo Zishu's wrist.

"Do you know how terrifying that ancestral temple is? Ah? I was so scared that I couldn't sleep at night, trembling, and got seriously ill. But what about you? You weren't punished at all, and you were held in the palm of that bastard! "

He was really blind at the beginning, and thought that the little fairy girl was his blessing, but in the end, it turned out to be a monster that pulled him into the abyss!

"How do I live? You know!"

He is extremely resentful!
On that cold and windy night, the youngest child of the Qing family had already died under the ancestral temple!

"Qing Rong."

Mo Zishu calmly listened to his painful roar, hooked Qingrong's neck with the other hand, leaned against his arms, closed her eyes, the pain on the tip of her heart was almost hard to ignore.

"Don't say it."

do you know.

"I feel sorry for you."

How much you doted on me after you returned to our world and your memory was sealed.

What I like the most is that when you try to trick me, you don't let me suffer half a loss; when you can't restrain the hatred in your heart, when you fight with me, what you bring me is only a trivial flesh and blood injury.

I thought you were afraid of being punished.

Now I understand that you have waited for me for a long time and blamed me for a long time.

But from the bottom of my heart, I don't want to hurt me.

(End of this chapter)