The white tiger pouted: "How can our subordinates' whereabouts be guessed at will." "Still, it's okay to gossip.

His eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say again: "However, did you find it, the master's mouth hurts, there is a wound." ”

When Suzaku heard this, an obvious scar on the master's lower lip suddenly appeared in front of him, and he suddenly clenched his fist, and his nails were almost embedded in his palm.

The white tiger was full of interest, and couldn't help but secretly lower his voice, and continued to gossip with interest, "In my opinion, that wound was definitely bitten." That angle is definitely not bitten by the master himself, but with the master's current strength, if it is not his willingness, no one can ...... Hey, you see what I mean, right? I always feel that the master is so abnormal these days, it must be that the spring heart is sprouting and enlightened...... After all, the master is already weak! ”

"Shut up, how can you be a slave to spread rumors wantonly in the master's business!!"

Suzaku roared violently, startling the white tiger.

But seeing his beautiful and cold partner, his face was twisted at this time, trembling all over, and his eyes burst out with an extremely angry divine light, "The master is so natural, how can ordinary people match it!" If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude to you! ”

With that, she turned around and walked away angrily.

Leaving the white tiger alone in place, he looked confused, and he stayed for a long time before he said inexplicably: "What's the matter, isn't it just a joke?" Even the master doesn't mind anymore, how can this Suzaku be like being stepped on by the tail, it's simply unreasonable. ”

Suzaku returned to her room angrily, slammed the door shut, and couldn't vent the anger in her heart, so she grabbed a porcelain bottle by the door and threw it down.

In this world, there is no one who can be worthy of such a stunning master, especially Nalan Suxi, who is like a waste, and he is not even worthy of carrying shoes for his master.

Suzaku's gaze suddenly became extremely ruthless, if she really ...... really intended to seduce the master, and also blocked the master's way, then he would never allow that slut to live.

The sound of porcelain crackling echoed in the room, and Suzaku finally calmed down.

She sat back in front of her dresser and took out the two Jade Muscle Pills she had refined, one of which she took internally, and the other melted with water, and gently applied it to her face.

It only takes a quarter of an hour for her face to be restored to its flawless beauty.

Suzaku sat anxiously in front of the glass mirror, looking at his cold face.

As the minutes ticked by, her eyes fixed on the scar on her face, almost ghosting in front of her.

But a quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, an hour passed, and the wound on her face showed no sign of healing. And it was originally just a faint blue-gray, but at this time it has turned into a thick gray-black.

And the most terrifying thing is that the wound, which was originally only slightly itchy, is getting more and more painful and itchy at this time.

In the mirror, the thin scar spread out in the blink of an eye, although it did not rot, but it seemed to have been kneaded by someone, and fine uneven wrinkles appeared around the scar.

At this moment, the originally small scar suddenly became extremely obvious, like a small centipede lying across Suzaku's soft white face, which looked extremely terrifying and disgusting.

"Huh————!! My face! My face! Suzaku's eyes widened, and he let out a terrible scream as he looked in the mirror twisted into a ball, his face full of horror and gray and black scars on his face.