Xuanyuan Xuan looked at Huang Punuoxi with an expression that seemed to be shocked by her sinister gaze. Actually, that expression gave people an invisible sense of oppression, with a powerful aura that made people shocked.

Huang Punuoxi ignored Xuanyuan Xuan's persuasion. She had already analyzed it just now. Why did Xuanyuan Xuan need to do something unnecessary?

No matter whether she can win against this bad old man, she really can't swallow this breath now. This bad old man obviously wants to make her angry, deliberately.

If she didn't teach him a lesson, how could he be worthy of her own nature?

She is never soft-hearted, never gives in, is ruthless, and will never give up anything for the sake of love. She is such a cold-blooded woman, such a powerful woman.[

Anyone who touches her will die, and anyone who touches her will die.

She will never let anyone who confronts her die easily. She will torture her to the fullest and then let her die slowly.

Huang Punuoxi jumped up and released three silver needles in succession, which flew straight towards the place where the old man was killed.

The silver needle faintly emitted a clear and crisp sound. The old man's eyes narrowed and he flew a jar of wine over. The silver needle and the wine jar collided with each other. Three silver needles shot into the wine jar.

Once it was broken, the wine spread all over the floor like fairy flowers, and the pieces of the wine jar fell straight to the ground, making a crisp and gorgeous sound.

"Young Master, you are so vicious." The bad old man didn't even look at Huang Punuoxi, and directly ignored Huang Punuoxi's existence. Instead, he said with a heartache, "I wasted a jar of good wine.

,Waste, waste.”

"Waste.?" Huang Punuoxi's cold eyes radiated in the quiet inn. The coldness seemed to freeze everything that entered the eyes, and the voice was particularly cold, "Since I like drinking so much, I will hold your

Let’s go to hell together with wine.”

Huang Punuoxi exuded force, and the thick red light dyed the inn crimson. He was flying gracefully in the red light, and his mediocre face actually had such a burning feeling in people's eyes.

"Sixth level warrior ---" The old man saw a bright red light from the corner of his eye, and said casually, as if the other party was not attacking him, but attacking others, and he was just a bystander.

"It's good to know. I'm afraid you won't even know how you died." Even if you are a master and not an ordinary person, your momentum will never be lost to you. What's more, her emperor, Pu Nuoxi, never takes it easy.

Looking at myself, I have always been absolutely confident in myself. Confidence comes from the person himself.

She has the qualifications and confidence, and she also has the ability to be confident.

How else could she have established the "Dark" organization at the age of twenty-one in the twenty-first century?

The deeply angry voice blended with the red light emanating from Huang Punuoxi's body, exuding the fragrance of the rose like enchanting rose petals, but it was a fatal sexual feeling, with a tough thorn, as if it was fierce.

The ground pierces the heart, "the flames of the fierce night... come out..."

Following Huangpu Nuoxi's soft scream, a flame bigger than a basketball came out of the air. It was more powerful and more intense than the one Huangpu Lanyu sent out last time. The light of the flame was the same as the red one.

The light merged into one, and it was so enchanting that one could not clearly see Huang Punuoxi's expression. One could vaguely see that the petite and mediocre face was dyed with a layer of haze, and the originally fair face was dyed red little by little.
Chapter completed!