Doomsday Ecstasy Cave - Chapter 566
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But the price of indulgence is huge. He was dragged into the yard by Chu Youning and tied to a cross.
As long as someone enters Chu’s house, they can see his ch11u0’s body.
It stands to reason that he should be angry, but no… He was so excited, his blood was shaking with excitement.
He watched as Chu Youning opened his chest with the ice blade, and watched as she used the ice pick to pass through his palm.
But the pain on his body could not divert his attention. He looked into Chu Youning’s eyes so closely, as if he wanted to see into her heart.
“Actually… we are a kind of person!” Bai Luo heard himself say this.
Chu Youning slapped him sharply, making his face crooked, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
She waved her hand lazily, “Who is the same kind of person as you, don’t put gold on your face!”
Chu Youxian hated Bai Luo to look at Chu Youning so much, and even came over with a box, “Sister! Use this! ”
Chu Youning looked down and saw various types of fake yaNju… She couldn’t help but glance at Chu Youxian, this was not a temporary acquisition, what did he prepare for these things, and who did he plan to use?
Chu Youxian’s footsteps paused slightly, and then he grinned in a pleasing manner, “The people below brought it here.” He hurriedly put away the pot.
Seeing Chu Youning looking at him with a half-smile, she quickly took the rope and went to Ga0 Bailuo.
Chu Youxian’s hands and feet were very neat, and he directly tied Bailuo into a one-word horse.
Then he ran back and picked the biggest one, “Sister Lai, let him have a taste of what Gu Nan has tasted in the first place!”
Bai Luo’s eyes flashed suddenly, and the cold Mi Guang fell on Chu Youxian, needless to say, he knew it. This is revenge.
Chu Youning raised her eyebrows and reached out to take the fake yaNju. Chu Youxian also took out the lubricating oil, but was rejected by Chu Youning, “No need!” The
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