Fox 7

"You should know that the catastrophe is coming when you have reached this point. Why are you entangled?"

I answered whether it was quiet or quiet, and Jia Jing's eyes flashed beside her.

Finally, the sad voice sounded: "In your human words, I love her so much that I can't bear to hurt her. Even if she hurts me, I would rather hurt you than hurt her a trace of hair."

"That's very simple. Just imprison her by your side, make her unable to move, run away, and say a word you don't like to hear." The black ticket was amazing.

There was silence again, but the room gradually changed back. The surroundings no longer look like a heterogeneous space, with a pair of skinny hands sticking out from the wall, followed by the head, and then the body - Yang Tingyu or the vix spirit.

Jia Jing just retreated to the wall and was pressed on her shoulders by the hands behind her back. The fox's hair danced wildly, and each of them plunged into Jia Jing's pores. Soon Jia Jing looked like a long-haired monster growing from the pores. Countless flashes were sent from Jia Jing's skin like an electric current to the fox spirit. Her skin dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon became a dry person.

"Thank you, your reminder. It turns out that human beings are all inner and superficial. It turns out that loving someone is to give her freedom. This is not the sincerity of human beings. Possession is the heart. Thank you." The fox spirit wrapped the mummified Jia Jing into a black silkworm chrysalis with her hair: "Look at me wake me up, I will tell you a key word - the law. Everything is the law. When all the laws are resurrected, everything has been explained. Human greed has completely confused time and space, people The era of ghosts and demons is coming soon..."

It disappeared with its lover. This time it was really a reckless disaster. I stood up and saw that the brocade had returned to its original state, knowing that it was already dawn outside: "Don't transfer the money to my card and don't come to me again. Pisces, let's go.

I walked out of the company building with a black ticket. The streets outside were still deserted. Although it was early morning, there were not two people. I ate some soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks casually with a black ticket. I'm not in the mood.