Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2286 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (76)

"If you don't struggle anymore, maybe you will sink." Ran Bai sighed softly, her voice as gentle as fallen leaves returning to the roots: "Although I know I am beautiful, you can't just because my appearance is like a fairy. All the country and the city have been so stunned that they gave up their life."

   "My dear, before I met you, I never felt that there was someone as stupid as you in this world. You moved me so much."

The red-clothed woman’s eyes grew wider and wider. Ran Bai always felt that she wanted to stare out her eyes. Those **** and white eyes made her think of the spring that was about to pop out very untimely, and finally bounced again. Went back.

  If her eyes can kill people, she can’t wait to use her eyes to kill Dye Bai in seconds.

   So Dye Bai hesitated a little, and said regretfully: "There is no eye-killing skill in this world, but I believe that if you practice hard for ten years, you will definitely pay off."

  "Someone has practiced iron head skills since ancient times, but baby, you have to do that unique flower and practice iron eye skills."

   Lady in red: "..."

   Forgive her for having never seen such a brazen and peculiar person before this.

The white-dyed painting style may have shocked the woman in red. She actually sank slowly. After sinking for three seconds, she realized the struggle with hindsight, and the reflection arc seemed to span the length of an earth. "Help! Help! I'm going to die!"

   Then there was a scream like a pig.

  Yan Bai took a closer look at the voice of the woman in red who was constantly struggling in the shallow water, and felt that this person not only had a long reflex arc, but might even have a problem with his brain.

   "If you think about shrinking yourself, maybe this river can drown you." Ranbai said euphemistically.

  Because of the yelling of the woman in red, the servant girl who could not see the picture from a distance, heard the high-decibel scream, and hurried over in a panic.

  Ranbai looked at those slaves and maids swarming, like Xiong Er met Honey, and Big Big Wolf met Pleasant Goat.

  When I was approaching, I saw that the master they were serving fell into the river. The servants were so scared that Huarong was pale, and the little face was white and white, and there was no need to apply foundation to bring out the paleness.

  The snow-clothed girl stood aside leisurely, and carefully examined the small faces, feeling that if they appeared to be scary in the middle of the night, the boss of the company would definitely hire them. They have this potential.

certainly,

  No one will notice the thoughts that dye the bottom of his heart, because the slaves have already jumped into the pit like white, tender, watery carrots, and then made a thumping sound.

   Dyeing white and twitched.

  Suicide and jumping into the river, they still have to line up. These people are too unaware of queuing. Such a busy style of painting has no beauty at all.

  When seeing the swarms of people thrashing in the river, the woman in red was still black and found out.

  Even if she stood there, she wouldn’t be drowned by the river!

The slave and maid came in instead of helping. In the end, the woman in red climbed up on her own. It was wet like a chicken in soup, which can be eaten by roasting it on the fire, wrapped in egg liquid, and glued on it. The bread crumbs are fried in the pan until golden and crispy to control the oil. Sprinkle with sesame seeds and cumin, and add a little chili oil by the way. The children next door are crying.

  The woman in red always feels that dyed white sees her gaze, like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on a cutting board. This is a very bad feeling, but her consciousness is quite accurate.

  (End of this chapter)