Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor!

"Qiqi, don't put too much pressure on yourself." Yun Huan looked into Qin Yi with dazzling eyes, his handsome and unparalleled face softened a bit.

The little guy puts too much pressure on himself, which is not good.

Qin Yi took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart, "You are right, I am too impatient."

Improving her ability is not a matter of overnight, she can't rush, otherwise, she will encounter the bottle cork in the end and stagnate.

Qin Yi hugged Yun Huan and put his hands on his narrow waist. Yun Huan held Yun Huan quietly, the tip of his nose was the unique fragrance of the girl's body.

There are wolves all around, but Yun Huan and Qin Yi hugged each other like this, beautifully like a painting.

But it fell in Mu Xuanran's eyes, but it was extremely dazzling.

His pale pink lips were pressed tightly, and the slightly raised tails of his eyes showed that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

His heart was beating, but he obviously felt a slight pain in his heart, like a needle stick, thin and dense, not violent but harder to forget.

In the dullness of him, he also found that he was moved by the one-sided little guy.

However, she is someone else's at the moment.

Mu Xuanran suddenly regretted why it was not he who met Qin Yi first.

However, he is naturally promiscuous, but he can't do anything to steal other women.

Mu Xuanran suddenly turned his head, no longer looking at the two people who were embracing sweetly. His red compassionate shirt was covered with dust and dirt, and there were some long thin wounds on his arms.

Leaving lonely, with sadness and sorrow, having no relationship with him, what can he do, but this is the first person he likes, can he really forget it?

After Mu Xuanran left, Yun Huan suddenly raised his head, narrowing his peach blossom eyes, and he looked in the direction where Mu Xuanran had left.

Some people, he will not let it, Qiqi is his, no one can take her from his hand, no one can.

In Kyoto, Dr. Lin was shaking a red wine glass in his hand. The bright red liquid seemed to be the most attractive color.

Dr. Lin took a graceful sip, his lips were slightly stained, and the red liquid was like blood, making his pale, bookish face a little enchanting.

The door opened and someone came in.

"What happened?" Dr. Lin didn't look at the person, but took another sip of red wine.

"Doctor, the seventh and eighth are dead." Assen replied respectfully.

"Oh?" Dr. Lin seemed to be a little interested, put down the wine glass in his hand, "It's all dead, is that her?"

"Yes, doctor, she killed both the seventh and eighth alone."

"Oh, it's worthy of the guinea pig I fancy." Dr. Lin's eyes were mixed with a faint brilliance.

But Ah Sen felt a chill in his heart. He knew about Dr. Lin's abnormality. You would rather be ignored than let him be interested in you. The person whom Dr. Lin liked, the result was hard to say.

"By the way, Doctor, Master Xuan seems to be a little different to her." Asen hesitated for a moment, and finally told Dr. Lin what he knew.

With a "click", the red wine glass fell, splitting in fours and fives, and the ground was full of debris.

Dr. Lin's eyes were cold, and Xiuya's face was distorted, "What did you say?"

All the high-level coercion pressed towards Asen, and Asen immediately couldn't bear it and knelt down, sweating profusely.

"Bo, doctor, spare my life," Assen said with difficulty.

Just when Assen thought he was bound to die, the coercion on his body disappeared.