Enchanted

Chapter 1: Midnight Demon Ji

In the bar, a woman dressed in a black trench coat with the arm gloves on her arm, but with only one, messy and aesthetically pleasing burgundy long hair on the shoulders, on the eyes Thick black eyeliner, demon charm without losing the aura. One hand gracefully held the goblet, handed it over the bloody red lips, sighed slightly, shook his head and the bar was dimly lit, no one could see his expression, she didn't drink any more, just played the glass.

"Beauty, drink with the Lord" drunk smoked hooligan raised his chin

"Oh, see if you have the ability." He raised his hand and stroked his hand under the man's neck. The dagger hidden in the glove touched the man's throat, and the corner of his mouth floated with a sly smile.

"Do you want to drink?" He held the glass in his other hand and wrapped around his fingers.

"No, you drink it yourself." The man panicked and gasped.

"Now, you can roll"

When the child, the bell rang in the square.

The woman got up. Going to the counter: "XO is not pure, it's really hard for you, in XO, I have also served with wine, and I have to spend a lot of money." A hundred bills are inserted into the wall behind the service. "Don't look for it" When the waiter looked up, she had her figure in front of the counter.

"S city under the light, it is really beautiful." The woman smiled and walked to the bridge.

Suddenly, the phone rang, she asked: "When is Ghost Valley Street?"

On the other side of the phone, answer: "No. 83 Yuquan Road."

......

Ghost Valley Street!

An old street that has long been forgotten is filled with strange atmosphere.

She leaped in a bell and blocked a way to walk in a suit man.

"Where is Yuquan Road No. 83?" She looked at him slyly.

"What are you doing?". The voice of the man was a little trembling.

"You are Xu Chen?" I don't know when there is more blue enchantress in her hands. She plays with her.

"Don't come over," the man slowly retreated.

"It's funny, fear of death," she whispered.

"You, who are you?"

"The person who takes life"

The wind rose and gently lifted her hair. The man had already ran more than ten meters.

Rub it...

The reverse god of death, Tarot, sealed the throat of the man...

Grade 5: Moonlight Night Snow