The little junior sister started acting like a monster again!

Looking playfully at the trembling woman under his eyes, Huan You sat on the armchair and watched her. Half an hour after he came in, Yan Huatong had nothing but his men pressing her shoulders and forcing her to kneel down. But it was also such an atmosphere that made Yan Huatong She felt even more tortured inside.

After a long time, Huan You stood up and was in front of her in the blink of an eye. Her panic was visible in her eyes. He leaned over and whispered softly: "Are you afraid of me?"

Yan Huatong looked back at him with a lunatic look: "You're asking nonsense, what's your physique and what's my physique? I don't know what's going on in my mind? I'm not afraid of you, so why should you be afraid of me?"

Huan You didn't miss the slightest change in expression on her face, and she made no secret of her dislike for him. He couldn't help but stand up straight, chuckled lightly, and started laughing heartily again, and couldn't stop laughing.

Yan Huatong: "???" His eyes were full of confusion.

Brother, you seem to have that serious illness, no, you definitely have it!

"Laugh, just laugh. Why don't you laugh to death?"

Huan You gradually put away the smile on his face and stared at her face at close range with great interest. Yan Huatong looked at the man in front of him, with the demeanor of a handsome man just out of the bath. Unfortunately, he was a pervert.

Huan You: "As expected of the person who dared to paint me in the painting, he is indeed very courageous."

Yan Huatong excitedly said "Bah!" to his face, and her saliva spattered all over his face. Seeing him frowning in disgust, she was in a good mood, but her tone remained the same: "I think you are not only a pervert, you are You are still a narcissist, so you might as well call yourself a madman. Do you think I want to paint you in my paintings? Do you know how much paint and time it takes me to paint those paintings? "

Huan You didn't get angry because of her words, and asked instead: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. I only know that you painted me in your painting. Why do you think you can't let it go? You just want to attract my attention." "

When Yan Huatong heard his words, it was like a spring breaking away from the heavy pressure. She stood up and looked at him in disbelief. If it weren't for her lack of cultivation talent, she would have to open his brain today to see what was inside.

He took a deep breath and said: "Why don't you tell me why you want to appear in my sight? If you want to kill people, why don't you find a hidden place? You want to find that kind of location. Do you hope that no one can see it? ? You still have the nerve to blame me for drawing you in the painting, my intestines are now ruined."

Huan You said with an indifferent expression: "Repent? Isn't it a bit late to regret now?"

Family members, who knows!

I met a perverted narcissist. Why, I was sketching by the lake just to wait for you? !

His face was speechless, his stomach was churning, and he endured it again and again before vomiting on him: "Brother, did you forget to take your medicine when you went out? I regret it. I regret drawing you into the painting and staining my paper. The beautiful scenery above made me waste my time, and this is what I regret.”

Before Huan You could give the order, the two men next to her pressed down on her shoulders again and warned her: "Be honest." Seeing that she didn't listen, they kicked her in the hollow of her knees and knelt down to face Huan You again.

Huan You didn't want to talk in circles with her anymore. There was no point in talking anymore. He turned around and sat back on the armchair and said coldly: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you draw me on that tattered paper of yours?"

Seeing her confused for a moment, Huan You smiled: "Then I'll tell you now."

Turning around, his eyes were sharp, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed with a cold light, and he ordered: "Chop off her hands. I'll see what she uses for painting in the future."

Without giving Yan Huatong time to react, the two blades came down with a swipe. Silver light flashed, and she felt a sharp pain spread from her arms to her whole body.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his head froze. By the time he realized it, he had fallen to the ground, his eyes staring at the two slender white hands in front of him that were stained red by blood.

The pale and bloodless mouth opened and closed: "My hands...my hands..."

"Broken... broken..."

The ruthless voice of the devil was still lingering in her mind, "I'll see what she uses for painting in the future." It was as if millions of needles had pierced every inch of her flesh.

Due to the pain, only a pale face was left, and big beads of sweat came out in small drops, but she could only scream at the top of her lungs, her wet hair stuck randomly to her forehead, her eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and her eyes were almost His eyes were protruding from his sockets, his nose was flaring, he was breathing rapidly, and his voice was already hoarse.

The bright red blood spurted out, the girl's eyes were desperate and sorrowful, and her screams were miserable and lingering for a long time. Her screams were like sweet notes dancing in Huanyou's ears, but...listen I got tired of hearing it after a while.

He took out an unknown elixir from the ring, threw it directly to the ground and let it roll. When it rolled to a stop in front of her eyes, she heard him say: "Feed her the elixir, and I will let her live forever." Speechless.”

One of the men picked up the blood-stained elixir and roughly opened Yan Huatong's mouth and fed it to her.

"Crack."

In the blink of an eye, the subordinate's chest was pierced and kicked to the side, dying.