The Girl in the Iron Cage: Lazy Little Beast Fei

Luo Qingyu couldn't help turning his head back to the sneer and sarcasm of the little fox, his eyes fixed on the harp: "You ... how did you become like this?"

Wasn't she caught in the water? Even if it is dead, it should not be transformed into a grudge.

The purple-violet shadow of the harp was trembling slightly, and his complexion was more pale. Obviously, he had just suffered a lot from the white light and clear light. He was quite shocked.

She looked at Luo Qingyu with a pair of eyes, and the red light was dim in her eyes.

"Master ... don't ... don't kill the harp." She knelt slowly in the air.

Luo Qingyu sighed: "I can't. With the harp, how could you make it look like this? How could it be attached to me?" This was her most wonder.

Bao Qin bowed her head, and her pale face was still frightened: "The water jail ... The knife is under the water jail ... The piano is cut into pieces, but ... but I can't die, I always feel the pain of being cut by the knife, It hurts! The violin hurts! It's like this ... "

Suddenly, her body was torn apart, flying in the air piece by piece, but her voice continued; "Holding the harp again and again endured thousands of swords, but she couldn't get rid of it. Later I didn't know what to do Attached to the host, the pain was lighter. I had to drill in again and into the bone marrow. The spinning knife would not come to cut the harp ... "

Although she was sporadic, Luo Qingyu understood it, and her heart was miserable.

It turned out to be so miserable!

The organ in the bottom of the water cell is a standard dead end!

At the beginning, she was almost forced to drill there. Fortunately, the Great Teacher arrived in time ...

After the death of Bao Qin, the soul still suffered the pain of thousands of swords, presumably also the ghost of the red metamorphosis monster!

That man was extremely abnormal, and he would not let go of him when he died ...

"Master, would you let me out, right?" The harp was restored, and his blood-red eyes widened at Luo Qingyu.

Luo Qingyu looked faintly and looked at her: "Why did you just attack me?"

The harp was stiff, and she slowly shook her head: "I ... the harp didn't recognize the host just now ... the host is beautiful ..."

Luo Qingyu didn't care about the high hat she put on herself: "You hate me, right?"

"No, really not. Bao Qin has always been loyal to his host ..." Bao Qin shook his head desperately. . .

Luo Qingyu sighed: "Since you are loyal to me, how could you not recognize me just now? Why on the Shenxianpo, you obviously fell into the ground, but deliberately issued a call for help to attract me? You want me and you Difficult to treat, right? What benefit does that devil allow you to make you betray me? "

"No! No! You wronged me! Where am I to count you ?! Shouldn't I be dying for you underground? You ... how can you say that? It's the harp you abandoned ..." Howling. .

"Gouqin, I'm very grateful for your help in the ground, but after thinking about it, I knew you were making a show. It was you and the pervert devil who arranged a play. Remember the tea he gave us at the beginning? The two glasses given at the beginning should be the same as those of others. But I can see that your glass is a little lighter in color, and the aroma is a little different from everyone ... "Luo Qingyu's tone was slow, but he pointed out The iron facts.