Chapter 525: Wei Weiwei, pain

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Chapter 525 Wei Weiwei, pain
The wind saw Wei Weiwei walking toward himself with a cold knife, and immediately timidly shrank in the corner of the bed, said with fear. "Well, you, what are you doing?"
"Wind, I have no patience with you, you like to install it, then continue to install it." Wei Qiwei raised his hand without a feather knife and stabbed toward the wind.
The wind immediately stopped by hand, cried in fear. "Well, don't, don't kill me!"
However, Wei Weiwei was completely indifferent to the screaming of the wind, and the sharp knife edge scratched the skin of the wind. The bright red blood was like a blooming peony flower, and quickly smashed the coat on the wind.
The wind smashed and blocked it with his hand, and said to Wei Weiwei with the sound of a thick crying. "Wangweiwei, pain, pain..."
He is like a real fool, only knows to hide, but does not know to run.
The defending tail is cold and cold, his work has been restored, and the internal force has also been restored. Even if he does not use his strength and internal strength, he can subdue her with his strength.
Wei Wei’s bottom was red, clutching the windy hand, and dragging him from the bed to the ground.
The wind and helplessness was dropped on the ground, and then the defending tail will plunge into the palm of the wind without a feather knife. Immediately, the sound of the wind and pain will echo throughout the house.
Wei Weiwei thought that the wind would hide, but Wei Weiwei did not think that the hands of the featherless knife actually smashed into the palm of the hand, directly penetrate the entire palm of the wind.
What Wei Weiwei did not think was that this featherless knife turned out to be so sharp. She vowed that she was only trying to make a slap in the palm of her hand, but there was no real desire to penetrate the popular palm.
Who knows that her little effort has penetrated the popular palm.
The cries of the wind and the pain accompanied by crying, making the body of Wei Wei tail more and more cold.
"Wei Weiwei, hurt... really hurts..." The wind was wide open, the throat was full of thick crying, and the darkness of the twilight revealed helplessness except fear.
But that look is still stupid...
"Wind, when do you want to install it?" Looking at the helpless look of the wind, but the Weiwei tail has a moment of movement, but the heart of the Weiweiwei will be remembered again.
The wind lying on the ground was just shaking his head. The tears that flowed out because of fear drenched the whole face. It was still only a few words. "Wei Weiwei, I didn't have it, I didn't have it, I didn't have it. Loading... really hurts..."
The wind looked at the blood flowing out of his palm, and the horror of the cockroach became more and more intense. He reached out and tried to pull out the knife inserted in the palm of his hand, but when he was about to pick up the handle, he was afraid to shrink back.
"Wind, whether you are pretending or not, anyway, you must die today!" Wei Weiwei forced her heart to harden, she could not forget how she spent this year, no day and night to find With admiration, every day and night is so hard and painful for her, she can't bear the days of losing her admiration.
Only by killing the wind, her and Mu's situation can get better.
Wei Weiwei slammed the featherless knife out of the popular palm. This knife, as Mu Mu said, would not be contaminated with any blood. At the moment she pulled out, there was only a small amount of blood splashing. Come out, and the blood that was originally contaminated on the blade of the featherless knife quickly dripped from the edge of the featherless knife, and it was cold and cold.
"Ah..." The wind screamed again, and at the moment when the Weiwei tail pulled out the featherless knife, the wind licked his palm and flipped it painfully on the ground.
Immediately, the wind that had been tied for several knives was completely fearful. Looking at the eyes of Wei Weiwei, the trust became a fear, and slowly climbed toward the door.
Killing is addictive. When the first knife is stuck in the human body, if it does not stop, then the second knife and the third knife will bring a pleasure to the process of piercing.
This is why some people, after the other party is clearly dead, still have to slash on him, because the murderer smashes the knife into the body of the deceased, the knife that scratches the skin's feel and reputation. The murderer has been caught in a madness.
And now Wei Weiwei, she does not enjoy this process, but the heart of the heart is desperate.
She originally wanted to change the way to let the wind die, but when she stabbed the first knife in the wind, she had no room for manoeuvre, and she would not look back.
Wei Weiwei held a featherless knife and slammed it into the windy shoulder again. The screams of the wind screamed in the house.
The wind screamed and turned to look at the Weiweiwei. The black dawn was deep fear except for the horror. It seemed to be very incomprehensible to the behavior of Weiweiwei.. "Wei Weiwei, I hate it all." Want you to kill me..."
It was a desperate voice, or a last-time trust in the Weiwei.
Wei Weiwei did not speak, looked at the front of the scene, and was completely frightened and stupid. Wei Wei’s hand holding the featherless knife shook slightly.
In the end, is the wind not recovering, or is it all pretending to be pretending?
The temper is that she will not kill him, so deliberately play a bitterness in front of her?
Wei Weiwei licked his lips, and the 狠 狠 狠 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速 迅速Wei Weiwei.
Wei Weiwei held the wind in his hand and then sat on the windy body. The look on his face became cruel and ruthless in an instant. The featherless knife holding his hand was cut off against the windy throat.
The resolute and ruined look made the wind and fear struggle, and the black scorpion zoomed in.
When the featherless knife arrives at the neck of the wind, the time seems to be still.
I only heard the desperate wind, the helpless look before death, and the low sobbing.
The cold blade touched the neck of the wind, and the whole body was taut, and it was violently trembling and struggling.
Wei Weiwei took a deep breath, and the sweat on his forehead slipped down her cheeks. The white neck was wrapped in a thin layer of sweat.
"Sorry, scared you!" Wei Wei tail put down the featherless knife, quickly coming down from the windy body.
By just being swept away in danger, and before the death, Wei Weiwei concluded that it was not all windy.
If he recovers his memory, when the knife is about to cut his throat, the wind will stop him, even if he does not want to stop, but the physical instinct of the person will stop him. Look at the refreshing to the apex O