Chapter 849: curse

This is probably the most ridiculous joke that the purple dress has ever heard.
Does he know her?
A vicious remnant of the soul, three times and five times to murder his little disciple, where is the face, ask him like it or not?
Even if he likes a pig, a dog, he will not like this vicious remnant.
Not only that.
The purple phoenix phoenix flashed through the secluded cold mang, and he also sent her a ride to let her fly away, and no longer had the opportunity to murder his baby.
The purple clothes smiled coolly: "Like..."
Yuner's instant surprise is extremely extreme. Her heart beats faster. Even if her fragile neck is in the hands of the purple coat, she does not feel pain. She only feels heart and sweetness, like the palm of her purple dress, gently caressing her delicate neck.
Yuner cried so much that her body was a little bit swaying, as if she had to float to the clouds. She waited for this moment and waited for too long.
Yuner is delighted and moved to open his mouth, and he has a pitiful desire to say: Purple clothes, you know, how long have I waited for this moment?
Purple clothes did not give her the opportunity to speak, a cold words, she was sent from heaven to hell.
"Like... you are dying."
Yuner looked at the purple clothes incredulously. When it reached the lips, it was broken instantly. Soon, her face was painful, her throat was smashed, and the fingers of the purple clothes were deeply stabbed in. It was a suffocating pain.
Her eyes burst into tears, and she was not willing to ask why she wanted to do this to her.
A woman who falls in love is ignorant, stupid, and the problem she thinks is like a child in a kindergarten, always so naive.
Until a thing was nailed to the top of her head, the intense pain was like the sullen water, pouring into her blood and heart, her painful heartbreaking, and the soul was shaking.
"what"
Yuner’s screams, the cry is like a sow that is placed in boiling water, and it’s very tragic.
This is the moment.
The childish head of Yuner suddenly became clear, and the infinite hatred rushed into my heart.
Her eyes resentfully look at Xiao Yu, because Xiao Yu is a monk, and purple clothes will be like this to her.
Yuner suddenly thought of resentment. Even if she was annihilated today, she would not let Xiao Yu go. She would drag Xiao Yu into hell.
"Xiao Wei, you are a curse, I curse you, I curse you can never be with your beloved man, I curse you to go to with me, I curse your child is a monster, even if it is born, everyone Shouting, finally the miserable death, I cursed you..."
Yuner’s fierce voice stopped abruptly, and her embarrassed soul gradually became transparent, with a bang, bursting open and turning into countless pieces of starlight.
Xiao Yu's delicate little face is gloomy. She squeezes her fingers and her eyes are cold.
The purple coat killed the soul of Yuner, and saw Xiaoyu’s face gloomy. He floated over and the phoenix wrinkled and said:
Little, don’t believe her curse, she’s already smashed, and the curse won’t become reality."
The purple dress suddenly regretted a little, did not kill the cloud early, but also his little child in the province.
Xiao Yu said, Xiao Min, said faintly: "The master is relieved! I naturally will not believe her, but it is the embarrassment before death, to vent the feeling of despair."
Purple clothes nodded, and my heart was relieved.
At the moment.
The snow woman outside suddenly vomited a blood, as if the body was greatly damaged.