Chapter 3653: Modern Fan: Whiteheads (3)

She picked up the ring and saw the "brook & 煜, never separated."
The phoenix slammed into a big bang, as if something had hit the chest heavily.
Tears can no longer hold back, and a drop of sand falls down.
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Twelve hours later, Tunxi arrived in the state of Dora, but did not see the cold, but only found the distress signal left by the cold.
According to the cold distress signal, she quickly came to the desert prison ADX on the rocky island.
When I saw the fascinating exterior wall of ADX, Tunxi only felt the dream in my mind, as if it was floating in front of me.
She came to the cold and cold position without any difficulty.
Save the cold from the prison.
Cold and embarrassed, looking at the eyes of Tunxi is extremely hot, reaching out to hold the Tunxi.
But the corner of the mouth of the brook can evoke a cold arc.
Just taking the dagger in the cold, the moment to pierce her chest.
Tunxi lifted his foot and went out.
"Oh--!!" Cold screams, flew out and heavy on the wall.
He opened his eyes, and the red eyes were screaming at the brook, and it was difficult to set the channel: "纥溪, what are you doing?"
"This sentence should be what I want to ask?" Yanxi slowly walked up, picked up the poisoned dagger on the ground, step by step to the cold front, "What? Want to kill me? Just by you ?"
Cold eyes dribbled, "I don't know what you are talking about, Tunxi, I am very happy to save you, but why are you so right... Ah-!!"
If you are cold, you haven’t finished it yet. The dagger in the hands of Tunxi has already slammed out.
A cold arm suddenly flew out.
Blood is splashing.
Cold and sore, the pig-like misery.
But he didn't have time to stop bleeding for his arm, and he rushed out of his arms and found a pack of powder into his mouth.
Because no one knows better than him, the dagger is smeared with poison, and it is the poison of seeing the blood.
It will die if you touch it a little!
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die!
Tunxi looked at his wolverine look, but he chuckled. "How? The taste of dying is very uncomfortable? However, you don't have to be busy anymore, because your medicine can't solve the dagger. poison?"
"You, what are you talking about? Deaf, I am your partner, how can you do this to me?"
When the brook is cold, the dagger in the hand is again thrown.
The next moment, the other arm of the cold, was also cut off.
"Ah, ah!!!"
Tunxi actually looked down at the cold sorrow of mourning on the ground and continued: "Don't be afraid, the poison I put on this dagger will not let you die immediately, it will only make you full of itching, full Itching for seven days and seven nights will kill the whole body. But now that your hands are gone, you don’t know how to scratch it? Hey!

With the brook, the cold sorrow slowly felt that his body really began to become itchy.
At first, I could still feel the pain of the broken arm. Slowly, even the wound of the arm was forgotten by him.
All his consciousness is only one - itching!
It is too itchy, itching into the flesh and blood, itching into the bone marrow.
The coldness kept licking the rocks on the ground, and at the end, directly blurred the blood of his own.
But it is not enough. He only feels scratching his heart and can't wait to die.
Then, cold and slammed into the wall and hit the iron gate until it broke his bones, but it could not alleviate the itching.