The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 251: The big devil can’t heal the wound

When the idea of ​​　　 came out, Mo Fuyi suddenly understood it, because in the eyes of this young man, he, like Ye Hui, was dirty, filthy, and filthy, and could not be garbage on the table! !

　　No!

　　No!

　　 Mo Fuyi’s self-esteem was hit hard, and was ruthlessly crushed into the dust, but the man who started it didn’t even look at her!

　　Odd shame, she has never felt such a strong shame that even the soul trembles.

　　 But Di Shifang didn't dare to hate, and she couldn't hate it, so she could only transfer everything to Lu Jiuque.

　　 What is her Lu Jiuque, why can she be so protected and cared by such a godlike existence, why is she!

　　 Damn, one day, she will pull Lu Jiuque into this most sordid place! Wait--

　　——

　　Di Shifang did not go to the auction, but returned to the temple.

　　 He was afraid that when he saw the innocent kid, he could not help but kill him.

　　 If he did, then Lu Jiuque would definitely treat him as his lifelong enemy.

　　 In fact, he has countless ways to make Ye Hui disappear silently.

　　 But when he remembered Lu Jiuque's mocking gaze when he looked at him, he strangled the idea to death.

　　 Her expression at the time, her alienated tone, was like two sharp knives piercing his chest, leaving two **** marks on him.

　　 When I think about it now, the traces seem to bleed.

　　 This feeling is really uncomfortable for his mother.

　　 At that moment, he even thought, just choke Lu Jiuque to death. After being choked to death, he would not endure such inexplicable and sudden attacks.

　　, however, she couldn't bear this heart, and she couldn't bear her smart eyes.

　　 In the end, he can only be cruel to himself and be willing to himself.

　　 Is he really his *mother crazy?

　　 Lu Jiuque, Lu Jiuque, what have you done to him, why does his consciousness, his heart, and his body seem to be no longer under his control?

　　 laughed at himself, the Emperor Shifang lazily leaned on the throne, the silver light spread from the tip of the hair a little bit, and finally spread like silver frost on the throne.

　　The youth's face has also recovered its cold and dust-free appearance.

　　 The perfect side face, the sword eyebrows are lightly drawn, the lips are lightly pressed, a pair of eyes, the silver light is exquisite, when the light is narrowed, the light of the eyes is cut to pieces by the feather eyelashes, and it is squished.

　　"Tsk, Di Shifang, your sad look is really heartbreaking. Anyone who looks at it will be tempted to come up and smooth the wrinkles on your brows."

　　The chaotic wind grinned, but his eyes were full of gossip flames.

　　 He didn't follow him for a while, and the Emperor Shifang came back as if he had eaten a ton of flies.

　　 Could it be that you were disgusted by the little girl?

　　啧啧啧!

　　 This little girl is really amazing. It can be said that she is playing with the emotions of Judi Shifang in her palm.

　　Emperor Shifang glanced at him with a murderous look in his eyes: "If you don't want to die, just shut up."

　　 can't help but come up to smooth the wrinkles between his brows? !

　　 ridiculous!

　　 He was almost wrinkled and wrinkled, and the cruel girl just didn't even give him a corner of her eye, so she dragged the kid like this, and her head wouldn't go away!

　　 Thinking of this, Di Shifang's heart stings again.

　　 It was as if the stabbed wound had cracked open again, and blood permeated out a little bit, trying to drain the temperature in his heart and let him die slowly!