My wife is not a demon

She supported the wall, and after walking a few steps, she finally couldn't hold on and sat down by the wall, even her dress was covered with a layer of frost.

From a distance, it looks like a frozen beauty.

Wisps of cold air seeped out from under her skin, and the internal organs began to freeze.

Her head started to feel heavy.

It was as if a heavy weight had been placed on the brain, and even the vision began to blur, and the eyelids seemed to be glued together.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the street.

Originally, the footsteps gradually moved away, but they soon turned back and stopped in front of Qingluo.

This is a woman.

A red dress is like a burning flame in the dark night.

She quietly looked at the pretty girl who was sitting slumped in the corner covered in frost, her eyes were complicated, and the corners of her bright red lips curled into a taunt.

"This can happen, you and I are really destined."

Hong Zhu'er squatted down, caressing Qing Luo's hot but chilly cheeks with warm jade fingers, and said with a sneer.

She raised her hand to stroke Qingluo's slender neck.

Then he grabbed her throat.

The charming eyes were full of coldness and hatred, but mixed with complicated emotions.

Hong Zhu'er closed her eyes, and wanted to force her fingers, but the expression on her face was extremely tangled, and memories of the Hong family once appeared in her mind.

boom!

She hit the wall hard.

Hong Zhu'er cursed secretly, and her eyes softened a little: "If it wasn't for that foodie girl, I really didn't know that Hong Zhifan's daughter was actually by Chen Mu's side, hehe...that guy is really stupid, and now he is looking for him everywhere. daughter."

Seeing that the breath of green radish began to weaken, Hong Zhu'er lightly scratched her left wrist with her right nail.

Blood poured out.

She pressed her bleeding wrist to Qingluo's lips.

Qing Luo, who was on the verge of a coma, seemed like a cat smelling fishy, ​​she opened her lips, and bit the woman's white wrist with two sharp teeth.

As the throat rolled, sucking blood.

"Speaking of which, if I hadn't found that person back then, how could you have survived to this day? I thought... that foodie girl wouldn't survive, but I didn't expect her to survive."

Hong Zhu'er caressed Qingluo's cheeks where the frost was gradually melting, her eyes were lost in reminiscence. "Why is this happening? Didn't it mean...one was alive and the other was dead?

Why both of you survived, is that person lying to me? "

Hong Zhu'er couldn't figure it out.

She thought about this question for a long time, but she still had no answer.

Qing Luo didn't listen to what the other party was saying, she just sucked the woman's blood crazily.

Because she felt that the other party's blood was delicious and fresh.

It's been a long time since she drank such delicious blood.

Hong Zhu'er's eyes became fierce again: "Although I am your aunt in name, I really, really hope that all members of your Hong family will die! Including your father. When the Hong family was wiped out, I thought— —”

Halfway through the woman's words, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

A sword light struck.

The icy sword light is like a ray of holy flowers in the darkness.

Hong Zhu'er raised her slender hand lightly, a few tiny spider threads flew out and wrapped around the sword, and then pulled it violently.

The long sword in Bai Xianyu's hand came out.

She was startled, and slapped it with her palm, but saw Hong Zhu'er holding Qingluo in her arms, pinching her neck, and could only stop.

"Let go of her!"

Bai Xianyu's beautiful eyes were as cold as frost.

In the house just now, she was about to play with Chen Mu's masked puppet, but just as she took off her clothes, she suddenly found that the masked puppet had a faint chill.

After careful inspection, she realized something was wrong and hurried out to check.

Then I saw Qingluo being held hostage by the woman in red.

"Bai Xianyu..."

Hong Zhu'er stared at Bai Xianyu with great interest, and slowly said: "You are so beautiful. In fact, I have seen you before, and it was a long, long time ago, but you probably have no memory."

"Let go of her!"

Wisps of cold killing intent surrounded Bai Xianyu's body.

"I killed a man two years ago."

Hong Zhu'er stroked Qingluo's rosy cheeks and said. "Accidentally discovered a secret from that person's mechanism box. It seems that your Bai family...is all dead."

"What did you say?"

Bai Xianyu frowned.

"gone!"

Suddenly, Hong Zhu'er pushed Qing Luo over.

Bai Xianyu quickly reached out to catch it, but when she looked up, she found that the woman in red had disappeared.

She lowered her head to check Qingluo's condition, and saw that although she was unconscious, the cold poison in her body was suppressed, and she was rather puzzled when she was relaxed.

Could it be that woman in red helped Qingluo?

But why did she help Qingluo?

Bai Xianyu couldn't figure it out.

Taking Qingluo back to the room, Bai Xianyu took out the prepared pure blood and fed it to the other party, and the little girl returned to normal.