He had fought with Wu Zhenhua and Wei Wanqing before, and he was also injured, could he have been poisoned by Wei Wanqing at that time.

Wu Kunxu thought about it more and more, although his face was light, calm, and did not wrinkle his forehead, but in his heart, he was already very empty.

If a person is poisoned, the usual situation will be palpitations, sweating, darkening of the skin, and redness of blood. Wu Kunxu still has some understanding of poison, his eyes looked at his hand pressed on the fence, his skin was still normal luster, and he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

After relieving himself, he was annoyed that he was actually bluffed by a little witch once, and without waiting for Manshu to answer, he spoke again: "Manshu, you are a little girl who has not grown any hair, and you are scaring me with these inferior means, please inquire who I am first?"

"When I played these routines, your own grandfather was still playing with mud. ”

Wu Kunxu's words, others listened to them, so they didn't feel any excessive feelings, but these words angered Manshu. If Wu Kunxu said to a boy that his hair hadn't grown, it wouldn't be fine, after all, it generally means that his beard hasn't grown well. But women don't have beards, and women only grow hair in certain special places.

Manshu is a little woman, and Wu Kunxu said that her hair did not grow, and he was undoubtedly saying that she had no hair underneath, which was a serious offense to her.

Manshu was ashamed, even though she really didn't have any hair.

The little girl was so angry that her face was so red that even her eyelids were red, and her eyelashes trembled, and she stood up.

Although she was angry in her heart, she did not act aggressively.

At this time, she showed a calmness that did not match that of a thirteen-year-old woman, and she stared at Wu Kunxu, like some kind of cold-blooded animal locking on her prey.

If you can do it, don't move your mouth, just like she plays the glory of the king, and she has always been closed. If she encounters hostile verbal sarcasm, she never responds with words. That's too low, isn't it, she likes to kick the grass, card vision, take advantage of people's residual blood, make up a set of skills to send people back to the crystal.

Wu Kunxu was stared at by Manshu, and suddenly there was a feeling of being locked by a soft small poisonous snake, and horror and fear sprouted from his heart.

"Sister, I have to teach him a lesson. When Manshu spoke, he didn't look at Wei Wanqing, this was not an inquiry, this was a pre-notice.

Wei Wanqing didn't respond, her eyes were withdrawn from the little witch Manshu, and she looked at Qin Munan, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

If Qin Munan said that Manshu couldn't make a move at this time, then she would stop Manshu. Wei Wanqing's eyes, Qin Munan understood. Originally, he was leaning on Wei Wanqing, his face lifted from Wei Wanqing's soft and smooth collarbone, sat up straight, and said lightly, "It's almost time, and it's time for a showdown." ”

Yes, it's time for the showdown to begin.

Although Qin Munan had been in the terminal all the time, through the killing aura, he could sense that outside the terminal, there were no less than twenty powerful forces coming, and there were grandmasters and ancient martial arts masters taking the lead. The big fish that can come are basically here, and those who haven't come yet are almost there.

Collect a net first, and the big fish in the back will also arrive, just right.

It's a good time for a showdown, and it's good that Manshu wants to light the fuse and fire the first shot.

Besides, pretending to be a "wounded" is quite tormenting, with her head resting on Wei Wanqing's collarbone, her face sticking to the softness under her collarbone, it's too hot, there is something to do, her heart is itchy, and she can't play, it's uncomfortable.

Since Qin Munan said so, Wei Wanqing would have nothing to stop Manshu's actions, as long as Manshu did not affect the overall situation. Manshu wants to teach Wu Kunxu a lesson, feel free.

Seeing Qin Munan's normal sitting upright, his fatigue disappeared, unlike the "wounded" anymore, Wu Kunlun, Wu Kunxu, Lonely Master, Wu Zhenhua, and Tao Jiacheng, Tao Jiaxin, Xu Heming, and Peng Bingqiang, who had been embedded in the wall and had woken up, couldn't help but notice that something was wrong.

However, their eyes quickly moved away from Qin Munan and turned to Manshu, a little girl who looked like she had run away from hell.

She doesn't have the killing aura that can fill the terminal like Qin Munan, nor the abundant vitality like Wu Kunlun and Silent Master who can sweep the entire terminal.

She is very petite, sitting behind Qin Munan, Wei Wanqing, and Song Celadon, and she is inconspicuous. But when she stood up and dragged the black, white-bladed Death Scythe ahead of everyone, she caught everyone's attention.

At this time, people will think of the flower on the side of the road leading to hell, the flower of the other side, and its other name, Manjushua.

and the meaning that Manjush Sawa represents, the summoning of hell, the inducer of hell.

She didn't speak, only a feeling of silence to death, like being in the environment of the movie "A Quiet Place", the surroundings are all silent, but it makes me feel that death is coming.

There is no vitality surge like the Silent Master, but it makes people really feel the necromantic aura of flowers and grass withering around her.

At this time, she is not like, she is a little witch from hell, an XX angel from the sky.

Everyone looked at her petite, she was looking at Wu Kunxu.

She walked to the center of the hall, the Grim Reaper's scythe slicing across the ground.

When she reached the center of the hall, she stopped, took out a small cloth bag embroidered with a skeleton from Lori's skirt, untied the sealing string of the small cloth bag, and then put Bai Xi's little hand into it, holding out a handful of snow-colored petals.

Then Manshu pursed his little pink mouth, blew on his hand, and the fragrance was overflowing, and then the petals rose with the wind, like a dandelion in flight, or like falling snow in an upside down.

The petals were like snow, and under the gray light of Wu Kunlun's icy vitality, it seemed like snow was falling into the sky.

There is a big one, XX angel, under the soft moonlight, quietly watching the beauty of snow drifting.

Beautiful, very beautiful.

Qin Su'er was so drunk that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she was so addicted that she didn't forget to take out her mobile phone and record it secretly.

Similarly, Song Celadon was also attracted by this beautiful scene, intoxicated, and her eyes were full of envy.

Wu Kunlun, Lonely Master, Wu Kunxu, Tao Jiacheng, Tao Jiaxin, Wu Zhenyuan and others do not have the same state of mind as Qin Shu'er, they know that the most beautiful is the most poisonous.

In their eyes, this beautiful scene is the call of hell, which is terrifying.

In the faint fragrance of the petals, Wu Kunxugong suddenly felt a slight coldness in his heart, and it was also this coldness that made him wake up from his creepy and lazy feelings.

"Little girl, you are good-looking, but do you think you can hurt me?" Wu Kunxu regained his composure, because at this moment, his brother Wu Kunlun's cold qi had already swept towards him, protecting him, even if Manshu's strength was stronger than him, he couldn't attack him with poison at close range.

Manshu put the small cloth bag embroidered with a white skull back into the pocket of Lori's dress, shook his head, and the double ponytail that hung down to his waist and hips swayed, and a smile bloomed on his face, very pure, his eyes were watery, very pure, very innocent.