Chapter 950: God descends (61)

God, her love...?
Ah.
The enemy is almost the same.
As soon as the girl raised her hand, the blade of the black sickle was aimed at System 677's neck, and the corners of her lips were torn in a dangerous arc.
"pardon?"
One word at a time.
System 677 hairs are all exploded, although he is temporarily in human form and has no hairs...
Feeling a cool neck, a slight tingling sensation came.
The child puffed down and sat on the ground, he moved back, raised his little hand, and touched his neck.
Look down.
Tongzi's eyes widened.
"!!!"
blood.
He has blood on his hands!
The child’s pretty face collapsed, and the smile that Fu Yue squeezed out was uglier than crying, "Su, host..."
It's over, this time the host has come for real.
This is all on him!
Isn't this playing a ball? !
Time passed by, and the night sky above my head was still very dark. It was midnight now, and a round of crescent moon hung high in the night sky, shining with pale brilliance.
The black-haired girl stood with the moonlight on her back, holding a black curved sickle in her hand, and hunting the wind in her black robe, like a guide to the gate of hell.
Beautiful and evil.
Fu Yue lowered her curled eyelashes, and she waved at the child sitting on the ground, "Come here, and clarify the matter between Tiandao and me, and I will let you go if you make it clear."
Tongzi pondered for two seconds, as if thinking.
The girl twisted her eyebrows: "Huh?"
The tone was threatening.
Tongzi followed very spinelessly, with a small smile on his face: "Come on~"
System 677 explained the affairs between Jun Heng and Fu Yue in an all-round way. The descriptions were vivid and vivid, and they were dancing and dancing. It was just a matter of moving a bench and making direct comparisons.
Fu Yue had a slight disgust on her face, but she still couldn't hear it.
...
After half an hour.
Tongzi's speech was dry and his ruddy lips were dry.
"Do you understand the host?"
Fu Yue played with the black scythe in her hand and responded lazily.
System 677 just raised a smile--
The host is still saved.
Fu Yue said, "From your description, I probably know... Does Jun Heng love me to death?"
System 677 stuck for a moment.
"Uh, the same can be said."
The black-haired girl curled her lips, her smile was unclear, and continued: "I tortured him a thousand times, and he still treats me like first love. How can I push him out without him leaving?"
The system 677 continues to jam.
"It seems, it seems that you can say something."
He recalled the plots of so many planes before--
Isn't it?
The host abused Lord Tiandao thousands of times, and abused his body and heart...Bah, it seemed that there was no such abuse.
But it is safe to abuse your heart!
The host occasionally died there to push Lord Tiandao out, and they happily posted it...
System 677 couldn't help but help.
After the identification was completed, Lord Tiandao came across the host without any success.
Fu Yue twitched, her voice pleasant and attractive.
"So humble."
Silly Baitian nodded, "Yes, Lord Tiandao is humble in front of you. Sometimes I can't stand it. Do you want to consider treating him better?"
Fu Yue sneered.
"Be nice to him?"
"Oh, then who treats me better?"
"It was he who was sorry for me first, so he was ashamed to coax me into the Three Thousand Small World to do the task?"
System 677: "..."
The host's reaction was different from what he had imagined.
You are cold, you are ruthless, you are making troubles unreasonably!
Heaven is terrible.