Chapter 1100: you are not human?

But even if you don't have a brain, you won't be able to make such a shot of the outcrop.
She laughed, twisted the water snake waist and walked to the table, reached for the white jade gourd, and rubbed it twice, then slightly raised her eyebrows.
"If the palace did not guess wrong, is there a poison inside? I said that girl, you are really good at playing the game, you know, Long Yutian is so good, how much is her baby? If she is out What is the matter, can this palace be able to protect itself? Let the palace go to poison, poison the dead flowers, and then let the emperor kill the palace, you come to catch a scorpion, after a stone two birds, it is really intended The sky is seamless!"
Yi Yi sighed twice and played with beautiful nails: "If this is the case, then the palace is better to find an to slash the dead flowers, and then kill and kill, it is more convenient."
Who knows, her ‘a knife slashing the money blossoming’ has caused a more intense reaction from the woman in front of her.
The woman in white raised her hand and rolled up a black wind directly, recalling it on the bed.
I remember that I didn’t react to what happened, and I felt my body, like being crushed, and suffering.
She subconsciously wanted to make a sound, but the white woman who was still standing at the door suddenly caught her in front of her, like a ghost, holding her hand in one hand and bringing her whole person It’s up.
"I warn you, if you dare to hurt the blossoming body, I will tear you into pieces!"
I remembered that she was holding her neck tightly. Because of the serious suffocation, her face was already pale, but her mind still kept a trace of reason.
This white woman does not want to kill the money, why not let her have a money now?
By the way, she just said: hurting the body of money blossoming?
What does it mean?
Recalling the incomparable panic in my heart, but unable to speak, can only reach out, clutching the white woman's arm indiscriminately, piercing her arm with her nails, hoping she can let go of herself.
Who knows, she doesn't care about this, she almost didn't scare her out!
Because of my own hands, when I touched the white woman's arm, I couldn't feel the existence of the body, like a phantom, like the air, directly penetrated the past!
Recalling the eyeballs, because of the cause of the transitional fear, and zoomed in, she looked down at the ground.
Even more frightening is that this woman is not standing on the ground at all, but floating in midair!
I was scared, and even my tears could not flow out. I could only open my mouth, my teeth trembled and screamed.
The white woman just wanted to warn this disobedient woman. Looking at her horror, she slammed her hand and threw her onto the bed.
Then one flashed and returned to the door.
I remember that when I was on the edge of my body, I still didn’t cry. Now I am reborn in a flash. Her tears are like broken pearls.
She licked softly, half lying on the bed, coughing a few times, then shivering and raising her head, choked.
"You - are you not human?"
The white woman sneered, dismissive in her tone: "When did I say that I am a human?"
(It’s not a thriller, it’s not going to abuse. As for the woman in white, you can imagine it.)