Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 74: Talking and Laughing Between Peach Blossoms: Your Highness, Very Enchanting (11)

  Dyeing white has returned to normal, a trace of mystical blood has long been pitch black as ink, a white skirt, cloud sleeves poppy, half demon and half fairy.

  ……

  Dan Bai's face blankly looked at the person in front of her,

  This is the first time,

  There are always those who don’t have long eyes who want to kill the main hall. How to break it?

  At the beginning, she was still interested in playing with them, but she would get tired of playing with them more often.

  I have to say that dyeing white is too deceptive, so how many people die under this appearance.

  The dagger pierced the heart, and it was dyed white and walked out of the forest boringly. I don’t know, is there anything more fun?

  Ye Jin saw Yan Bai coming out, her eyes flashed. On the way, the killers were simply neat. If they were ordinary people, who would fool you? He didn't believe it at all.

  Gradually, the number of people walking out is increasing, and there are more or less blood stains on their bodies.

  The girl in white clothes is like snow, and she is cold and dusty, but she is eye-catching.

  Ye Jin looked at the small number of children and said, "Congratulations, you have passed the assessment. From now on, you are members of the purgatory camp. Becoming an excellent killer is your only way to survive."

  The living children numbly listened to Ye Jin's words. In order to live, they turned their backs on their relatives and friends and destroyed the conscience in their hearts.

   Ye Jin looked at them absent-mindedly, and shook her head slightly. These people are not as good as the last time.

  The only accident was this child...He glanced blankly without leaving a trace, with a little thought in his eyes.

   "Dark Seven, take them down."

  Hearing Ye Jin’s words, a black-clothed boy tensed all over and led them down.

  Yan Bai looked at all of this, her long eyelashes drooped calmly.

   Ye Jin smiled and said, "This girl, come with me."

  The language is mild, without the coldness and strength in front of the children.

  Only the strong are worthy of respect!

  Ranbai nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and followed Ye Jin to a dark prison.

  Ranbai looked at everything around her, and directly set a barrier on her body, which was too dirty.

   Ye Jin twitched the corners of her mouth when she saw the expression of distaste from dyed white, but she dared to dislike it. Why didn't she go to heaven?

   Ye Jin really doesn’t know, dyeing white can really go to heaven.

   Ye Jin directly took dye white to an interrogation room,

Inside   , there are all kinds of punishment equipment. On the shelf, there is a man covered with blood, covered with scars, and looks dying.

  Dye Bai did not squint, and looked calmly at the face that couldn't see clearly.

   Ye Jin smiled and said disapprovingly:

  "Every year there will be people who want to escape or fail the mission."

  The implication is that their fate is like this.

   Dyeing white, twisting his eyebrows, slowly spit out a few words,

   "No sense of art."

   Ye Jin: "..."

  He might have gone the wrong way?

   "The girl, what do you think should be?"

   Ye Jin was not annoyed, and asked gently.

  Dyeing white without thinking, the long eyelashes half cover the cold eyes, naturally: "There are scars on the body, which will affect the appearance. Peel off the skin and you will not be able to see it."

  Her tone is brisk, and she understatement seems to say that she likes dessert most, and her voice is gentle and waxy: "Human specimens are an art that allows beauty to last forever."

   Ye Jin smiling face: more cruel than him.

  Ye Jin originally wanted to hit and hit white, but now...

  Why does this style of painting become more and more biased?

  I’m not here to discuss with you whether there is a sense of art or not!

  Ranbai took a dagger, raised the chin of the person on the shelf, looked at the terrible face, and spoke in a leisurely manner.

  "What about people? I always hope that everything is perfect, and things that are incomplete will not be liked. Even if you die, you must die to be perfect."

  (End of this chapter)