At that moment, shame, anger, and sadness struck one after another, and he pulled the sheets and wrapped himself layer by layer again, and he actually cried bitterly.

The person who was so strong was so helpless at this time, and Shang Qi's guilt was particularly profound. He took two steps forward and grabbed Su Mo's shoulder, and finally lowered his eyes in his arms, her body temperature was hot, but he couldn't make his heart boil, his eyes fell on a certain position in front of him, and his affectionate lips lightly opened, "I will be responsible, and I will do what I say, you will be my Shangqi's woman in the future." ”

The voice is slow, ethereal, more guilty, and tenderness that is difficult to feel.

Su Mo choked and closed her mouth and stopped talking.

What else could she say? What else can be done?

Don't dare to mention Jiu'er, can't say anything more, people like Shang Qi say and do things, if she keeps refusing, it will only make him upset, and in the end, if she goes down the slope, she will be the one who suffers the loss.

In this case, she has to use the other party's guilt to have feelings for her in a limited time, except that she seems to have no other way, not to be with Shang Qi? That's something she can't do.

But the young man who inexplicably brought her to such a situation, she will not let go of her death!

The two of them recovered their emotions and got dressed silently, because they took care of Su Mo's discomfort, Shang Qi turned around, and his lips under a pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes closed one by one, "Where did the medicine come from?" ”

Although he knew that Shang Qi would definitely ask, he didn't expect to be so impatient, this eagerness showed his dissatisfaction and anger, and she had a spring night, he was not willing.

Su Mo took a deep breath, covered up the inexplicable ups and downs of his heart, and told Shang Qi in an orderly manner about the people he met that night and the reactions he had afterwards.

Su Mo couldn't see if it was right for her to do this now.

"I see, I'll take care of the rest."

The fluttering words were full of indescribable killing intent, Su Mo lowered her eyes, still a little unaccustomed to the relationship between the two of her at this time, and finally thought about it and asked, "My brother..."

As soon as Shang Qi's mind turned, he knew what Su Mo was going to ask, "His physical indicators are not up to standard, and his physique is very poor." Now that Su Jun has become his brother-in-law, the original matter has changed at this time.

Su Mo also thought of this, but the auction had passed, and now she could only use Lingquan to make a Bo for his younger brother.

"I see, I bought a bottle of pulp cleansing potion earlier and wanted to try it for him."

Shang Qi turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "With his condition, failure is ninety percent." According to Shang Qi's eyes, two hundred percent is true, but he really can't hit his brother-in-law like this.

Su Mo pursed her lips and thought deeply for a long time, "Then can you help me practice him, and I'll try it for him after it's a little better?" "Even if it is Lingquan, Su Mo is not 100% sure that he can activate his ability, he always feels that something is missing, and he can only ask Shang Qi to help at the moment.

Although he knew that there was little hope, Shang Qi still nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll go out first." Saying that, he turned around and wanted to go out, Su Mo got up and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, his legs were weak, and he suddenly threw himself on the ground.

He admired Su Mo, and at the same time, all this was caused by him, so he said in a soft tone at the moment, "You take a bath and rest well, and leave the rest to me." ”

Su Mo nodded, until the back was far away, the pair of clear eyes suddenly narrowed, a touch of ruthlessness was fleeting, and finally stood in front of the bed and looked at the little crimson on the sheets, took out the clean ones from the space, and stuffed the sheets into the space to prepare for a fire, but finally stopped without knowing what to do, but folded them neatly and put them into a cloth box.

The cigarette butts on the ground, the clothes that can't be worn are all thrown away, and the private parts of the action room are still dripping with blood, Su Mo dragged his numb legs into the bathroom, looked at his body through the mirror, and kept replaying last night's chorus in his mind, turned on the shower to clean up, and used the spiritual spring to take medicine, the feeling of numbness and pain disappeared, and turned to be cool and extremely comfortable.

She wore underwear that could best show her advantages, covered with a loose long T, which could not only be just the right amount of purity, but also quietly seductive, until lying on this big bed that still had the smell of Shang Qi, Su Mo evoked a smile that was inevitable.

Now that things are out of your control, do everything you can to be what you want them to be.

A night of wind and snow, stepping on the soft snow, the whole person has a feeling of fluctuation, everything is like a dream, maybe it won't be long before he wakes up, but when Shang Qi fights from the arena to no one dares to come forward to challenge, sweating profusely, standing between heaven and earth and raising his eyes, everything is still as when he came, quietly stating the reality.

Shang Qi didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that he couldn't help but be an irresponsible man.

The fault is not that he and Su Mo, Shang Qi has never hated that medicine as much as he does today, who made it? Who gave Su Mo it?

Thousands of broken corpses can't solve the hatred in his heart.

He hurried forward, and the cold aura around him became thicker and thicker, and finally he was drowned in the crowd of supernatural beings, and he was never seen again.

The development of the story has its own certainty, but everything needs the right time, place and people, and all three are indispensable.

Everything is unknown, no one knows what will happen, too much uncertainty and surprise, and you have not yet arrived

Time seems to be reluctant to leave, Jiu'er feels that she has lived so long in her life, but there is no movement in the house, and every second hand is clearly audible.

From the beginning of the non-stop walking, to the later hugging of the head quietly, and now to the non-stop smoking, I still feel that nothing is good, to a certain extent, she is still quite similar to the monk, as long as she is irritable, she wants to smoke.

"Auntie, why don't you take Jiu'er out for a walk first?"

Jiang Yue glanced at the cigarette butts all over the ground, and took two steps forward to pull up Jiu'er, who was not in a state, at the signal of Zhongli's eyes.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Let's go out for a walk."

If the others Jiu'er could still wave away and refuse directly, but now that the other party is Jiang Yue, Jiu'er naturally can't make a refusal move, and now follow Jiang Yue's steps step by step, and the sound of straight footsteps is getting farther and farther away, and the house remembers a faint hum, which is the forbearance that can be felt from a long distance.

"The effect of the drug has taken hold."

I don't know who spit out this sentence leisurely, even Zhongli couldn't stand it and wanted to go out, but Meng Ze soon interrupted her escape from the formation: "Zhongli, it's up to you next." ”

Disrupting the magnetic field to prevent others from discovering the abnormality of this small building was the first thing Zhongli did after competing for the fourth order, but it was the most important.

"No problem."

The people outside the house were cautious, and the people in the house couldn't get out of the pool at all, sweat slid down Ji Xiaoyun's resolute face one after another, and his eyes fell on Ming Xuan, who was biting the towel in the barrel and his whole body was hideous, and his hands were tightly tied by him.

The wrist was already bloody and fleshy, and the blood quickly stained the originally clear water in the bath bucket, and Ji Xiaoyun padded several layers of towels at the position of the blood vessels, which were also worn layer upon layer, and it was shocking to look at.

Ming Xuan's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, his bones seemed to be broken by someone, every nerve and every piece of flesh and blood was a sharp and piercing pain, he thought that his endurance was strong and he had already prepared in his heart, and he had to admit that Father Ji's previous words were not exaggerated.

It's not possible, it's absolutely—

will be painfully killed!

The profound experience of extreme pain was repeated over and over again, and the pain intensified each time, as if it was testing his limits.

Pain.

The cells and nerves of the whole body are constantly shouting this word, and he may die no less than twenty times, and every time, a pair of extremely bright eyes will appear in the depths of his soul, and he endures it.

He could feel something being stuffed in his mouth.

You can also feel that you are being clamped down on when you are about to go on a rampage.

You can also feel that the other party has suffered a lot of injuries in his hysterical state.

Alive, but as if dead, he can't control his body.

It was a feeling of dying on the verge of death.

Finally, another wave of severe pain struck, even more menacing, even more devastating, with the power of destruction to crush all the will of humanity.

Ming Xuan was completely unconscious.

There was a dead silence in the room.

A drop...

Two drops...

Sweat dripped down on the smooth floor with blood, Ji Xiaoyun gasped, his face was bruised, and the corners of his mouth, forehead and even the exposed skin were faintly oozing blood, showing embarrassment.

Resisting the urge to fall, Ji Xiaoyun took two steps forward and probed Mingxuan's snort, breathing like a gossamer, he was still alive in the end.

It's good to be alive.

Ji Xiaoyun's hanging heart finally let go, as Jiu'er's father, his tension and pressure are no less than Jiu'er's, and now death is avoided, at least not the worst outcome.

After checking the other party's physical condition, the towel has been bitten, the rope has long been broken, the face and body are full of scars of flesh and blood, and the clear water has turned into a thick blood red, and the next thing is to see if it depends on his own physical condition.

With a 'plop', a soldier who had been trained by countless devils was so tired that he collapsed to the ground, and the room no longer had its original appearance, as if it had experienced a world war.

Ji Xiaoyun's gaze fell on the face of Ming Xuan who was in a coma, he thought that he had seen countless iron-blooded heroes, and he had also witnessed the reaction of those who took the ability potion, but Ming Xuan, a young man who was not strong, shocked him fiercely. The effect of the medicine had already taken place, but he endured it for two hours before he opened his eyes covered by sweat stains and asked him to tie him up.

This kid of the Ming family is indeed the envy of other parents.

With a strong mind and strong perseverance, if such a person cannot succeed, who else can there be?