Chapter 662: Why not stab it down?

She recognizes the acupoints exactly, and as long as she cuts down, she can completely cut off his heart and cut off his life ...
What's more, she added materials to this knife and added the Yi family's sorrow curse. According to the Yi family, this curse can hurt the spiritual roots of all demons. Deal with his magic weapon!
"Brush!" She raised her knife and stabbed towards the heart of Xiao Xun's heart!
Feng Xiaoxun still lay there, unguarded, not knowing the danger was approaching.
The knife tip was worthy of Feng Xiaoxun's placket on her chest, and she suddenly stopped, and the dream of last night flashed in front of her eyes.
The piercing scream of Fei Er, she felt a little pain in her heart, there seemed to be intolerance, the knife stopped there, to look like it was not stinging.
A palm like a jade suddenly held her hand, Feng Xiaoxun slowly opened her eyes: "Why not stab it down?"
His voice was faint and dull, but his eyes were very clear. Where was he half-sleepy? !!
Luo Qingyu's heart slammed, her face turned pale, she turned back, but Feng Xiaoxun pulled her sharply!
Luo Qingyu limped on his chest, the tip of his nose hit his cheek, and it hurt sorely.
"Aren't you drunk ?!" Luo Qingyu secretly gritted her teeth, which turned out she was drunk and seduced her!
"Well, what do you say?" Feng Xiaoxun took it easy, still grabbing her wrist with one hand, and controlled her with one hand, stroking the tip of her nose with one hand, rubbing it twice, and the corners of her lips slowly lifted A hint of an unknown smile: "Don't you hate me? Why not stab it?"
He flicked the blade sharply and crackled. The whole knife shattered like tofu and became dregs, and fell on the bed, like a bed of silver stars ...
Luo Qingyu had only one handle left in her hand, she stunned, and suddenly laughed: "I know Lord Demon is pretending to be drunk, so I want to use this to test you, you have such a great skill, I am so A small knife can't hurt you naturally. "
She made a living, trying to get out of his arms ...
But his fierce arms held her tight, and she couldn't make it.
It doesn't matter her struggle, the body underneath has a tendency to get hotter and hot, there is something hard between her legs, and she hurts a little ...
"Xiao Yunxia, ​​are you trying to hook up this seat?" Feng Xiaoxun's eyes darkened, his body was deliberately polished, Luo Qingyu's face was slightly red, but his heart felt awful.
Nima's big stallion seems to be in heat!
Alas, wrong! Isn't his body always cold?
Why is the temperature of a normal person at this moment? This temperature is like the temperature of a man when he is in heat ...
what happened? Is his constitution suddenly changed?
Luo Qingyu ground his teeth: "You let me go!"
"Don't let go!" Feng Xiaoxun's lips had a deeper smile, and the purple awns in his eyes were heavier.
"You said that you wouldn't force me, wouldn't Lord Majestic want to repent again?" Luo Qingyu snapped the big hat down again.
Feng Xiaoxun's eyes flickered slightly, and a cynical smile on the corner of his lips. He reached out and dialed Luo Qingyu's forehead hair, and clicked on the plum mole on her eyebrow: "You can't bear to kill me, are you? Fall in love with this seat? "