Wide-eyed staring.

No, it's a wide-eyed staring.

Su Muhan and Song Sizhe both have big eyes, and they are both bright.

"You, when will you start writing?"

Song Sizhe saw Su Muhan moving left and right, but he didn't have the slightest intention of writing, so he asked.

"I said Lao Song, do you really plan to die like this? I'm the woman who saved you in my previous life! Now is your chance to repay the favor! ”

Su Muhan stopped the pen that kept turning in his hand, and slapped the table with both hands:

"Those comic strips I gave you back last night, after you read them, you should remember something, right?!"

You even remember that guy Yang Han, why can't you remember me?!

"One, you can't die, this Shangqing hidden book is only more than 100,000 words, with your realm, if you hurry up, you can finish copying it before tomorrow; Second, your comic strip doesn't mean much......"

After listening to this, Su Muhan fell headlong, more than 100,000 words, three times is more than 300,000, you can copy it in one day, are you me three heads and six arms?

Besides, you drew the comic strip yourself!

On the last page, every word is in your handwriting, why is it not interesting?

It was the chosen daughter who appeared on the Dragon Cliff at the beginning, and the expectation of the previous life that you were destined to meet.

It's good now, I don't even want to help put a copy of a book......

"Old Song, why don't we make a deal?"

Su Muhan really couldn't copy the book, so he could only use his crooked brain.

"Not necessarily."

Song Sizhe lowered his head and looked at his Qing Cultivation Dao Treasure seriously, and Su Muhan's ghost idea that he knew at a glance directly refused.

But Su Muhan didn't pay attention to Song Sizhe's refusal, and still said bluntly: "You help me with a few kind words from Dongfang Shuo, and I will tell you the story between us......"

After speaking, Su Muhan also raised his eyebrows twice for Song Sizhe, which means: You know......

At this moment, Su Muhan unexpectedly found that Xia Lan and Yang Han were looking at him outside the window, and Yang Han's face looked a little resentful?

"Even if we were married in our previous lives, it can't change the reality that you need to copy books now."

Song Sizhe's eyes were not raised, as if he was determined to 'enforce the law impartially'.

At this moment, Su Muhan suddenly covered his stomach with his hands and shouted repeatedly: "Ouch, what's going on, my stomach ......"

"Belly?"

Song Sizhe knew that this girl was scheming, so she was just puzzled on her face, and her body did not move.

"My stomach ...... Maybe it's the internal injuries just now, right? Su Muhan seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't stand upright, his body leaned to the side, and the weak willow helped the wind.

"Holding back internal injuries?"

Song Sizhe felt strange in his heart, he didn't have much cultivation or fighting, how could he hold back his internal injuries? Could it be that there was a wound left over from last night?

So Song Sizhe could only stretch out his hand and gently touch Su Muhan's abdomen, but he didn't think that Su Muhan himself had not yet spoken, but the resentful spirit ring came from the movement first......

From Yang Han's resentment: 3 buckets......

Su Muhan didn't react, senior brother? I didn't recruit you? What do you do against me?

Could it be that the Wraith-Ring went wrong after retrieving the entity?

"No, it's not here......" Su Muhan pretended to shout, but he didn't want to, Song Sizhe hadn't responded yet, and the Resentful Spirit Ring moved again......

Resentment from Yang Han: 2 buckets......

It's big brother again!

Su Muhan really didn't understand, the senior brother was watching from the window, what was there to complain about?