Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 245

[Chapter 245]

Cool and soft fingers caressed her face with an indescribable touch.

After a while, a seductive and seductive woman with shallow eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of everyone. What was slightly lacking was that the woman was a little taller.

Wanfeng didn’t intend to glance at Yaohong, only to feel his soul shaking, and quickly turned his head away.

Even if she was disguised, the maddening temperament on Yaohong’s face did not diminish at all, especially when she dressed up as a woman, it was more lethal to men.

After finishing the management, Lu Diqian was led by Wanfeng into the Yinlan Army. After a while, their identities immediately changed and they became senior Yinlan members.

On the terrifying battlefield a moment ago, thanks to the first battle between the God of Light and Shang, the auction venue and the surrounding area were razed to the ground, and Pope Guangming was lying on the ground weakly, twenty years old. The god of light descended, and he was simply unbearable for the first rank of a lower-level god.

Shuang Ruyue walked slowly, with a smile on his lips, and the whole person felt bright and holy, worthy of being the son of light.

White clothes and black hair, holding a scepter, with a handsome and extraordinary appearance, it is amazing.

Pope Guangming smiled weakly when he saw him: “You came just in time, help me up.”

Shuang Ruyue, the most outstanding son of light he has cultivated, will also be the most outstanding pope in the future.

Bowing his head and looking down, Shuang Ruyue held that sacred smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, “Aiya, you are really embarrassed now.”

When the god of light descended, none of the elders and knights below the Pope could follow, only the god-level Shuang Ruyue could stand far away.

The Pope’s face turned cold: “What do you mean?”

Shuang Ruyue still smiled: “You may not know, I have always hated you, I hated the Temple of Light.”

The Pope seemed to be unable to believe that Shuang Ruyue would say such a thing, his eyes almost straightened, and after a while, he asked, “Why?” He gave him everything that everyone expected, status, power, money, women, any man Dream thing, he actually said, disgust? !

“Why?” Shuang Ruyue frowned and thought about it, as if she remembered something: “Oh, by the way, do you remember that little girl named Yingzi?”

The Pope is a little irritable. Today’s Shuang Ruyue is too abnormal, Yingzi, who remembers Yingzi… Could it be her?

I vaguely remember that it was a very beautiful little girl. She was thirteen years old, maybe fourteen years old. She had an unusually high purity of soul and was a sacrifice needed by the Lord of Light… That little girl could not escape death, but before she died , at least let yourself be happy for a few months, that dirty body must have some use…

“You don’t know, she… is my sister, right?” Shuang Ruyue was still smiling, he was used to hiding all his intense emotions with this hypocritical smile.

“Your sister? No, no, that little girl… Yingzi didn’t say she had a younger brother… Ah!” The Pope watched Shuang Ruyue poking the scepter into his chest in disbelief.

“My hands are heavy, sorry, but I don’t think your dirty mouth is worthy of calling that name.” Shuang Ruyue smiled warmly, but the scepter kept poking into the Pope’s chest, poking, poking, poking, He never jabbed at the key points, he made the other party extremely painful, but not fatal.

“You…” What kind of person the Pope is, even though he is burning with rage now and wants to smash Shuang Ruyue into ten thousand pieces, he still endures and persuades softly: “Ruyue, don’t do stupid things, think about it, you There is still a bright future, are you going to ruin it? If you kill me, the Temple of Light will never let you go.”

Shuang Ruyue stopped stabbing and stroked her chin: “That makes sense.”

The Pope was overjoyed that he would not die.

Shuang Ruyue also rejoiced: “However, if I kill you so that no one else knows, won’t it be alright?”

Shuang Ruyue revolved around the Pope: “Where should I start? Back then, my sister suffered so much and suffered so much, and she smiled and told me it was not painful or not… Oh, I see.” He took out a Pack the powder and pour it into the Pope’s mouth: “It is said that after eating this thing, it will confuse the feelings of joy and pain, I will cut your flesh with a knife, you will be very happy, watching your flesh break away from the body piece by piece, you I’ll be very excited, I’ll start it.”

He took out a sharp knife and quickly cut off a piece of the Pope’s flesh.

The Pope watched this action in horror, watching the flesh leave his body, but he couldn’t help but feel joy, really, really happy.

“Hey, why did you send someone to kill my parents and take me and my sister away, just because they didn’t want to join the school? Very well, you killed them so well, they didn’t have to see me like this. I really hate the Temple of Light, hate everyone. You bully me, beat me, and scold me. Why do you do this? Isn’t the Temple of Light preaching kindness and friendship? I don’t understand why my sister doesn’t let me call She, she burst into tears every time she came back from you, but told me that she didn’t hurt. She was clearly in pain, so why should she lie? Later, she went to you again and never came back… Very good , my sister died well, she died, so you don’t have to see me today.”

Shuang Ruyue slashed with one knife at a time, and when he finished speaking, the Pope was almost left with a skeleton frame, but he still hung his life with one breath.

“Oh, it’s too fast, you are so ugly.” Shuang Ruyue smiled and said, “Aren’t you very happy?”

The Pope’s consciousness is gradually blurred, and everything from power, money, and women will leave him. He is not reconciled. He has not enjoyed enough. He still has ideals to realize. … His remaining eyes stared at Shuang Ruyue with incomparable hatred and resentment.

“Looking at your eyes, it seems that you want to be dissatisfied. Then, let you reach an orgasm.” Shuang Ruyue smiled, and the dagger pierced deeply into the Pope’s heart.

Without looking at the broken body, Shuang Ruyue smiled at the blue sky: “It seems that I am still too soft-hearted, sister, I am not a good boy.”

“You are not cute at all.” I don’t know when, the son of darkness, Shan Feiyang, stood not far away: “Everyone loves to compare the two of us, and you really overwhelm me.” The two had been secretly fighting each other, refusing to admit defeat.