Chapter 672: Suf, I want you to go to hell with me
"Suf, that's all you can do."
Xu Xiaomin sneered coldly, "If there is no young master, you are nothing." ”
If this sentence had been placed before, Su Fu would have felt that it did make sense.
But now, she sneered, "Xu Xiaomin, tell you, even if there is no Shangguan Ling, my Su Fu is not comparable to you Xu Xiaomin!" ”
Isn't she anything she can compare?
What a big breath!
It seems that she really can't recognize what she looks like, and she really thinks that she is alluring the country and the city!
"You bow your head, I tell you ......"
Su Fu lowered her head in disbelief, "Where is the antidote?" ”
Xu Xiaomin's eyes were like poisonous snakes, tightly wrapped around her, she said word by word, mixed with vicious cruelty, "Hurt me to be the way I am now, your face, don't want to recover it in this life." Sove, I want you to go to hell with me. ”
Xu Xiaomin is now determined to die with her, even if she can't kill her, she won't let Su Fu recover her appearance.
Never give her any chance to trample on her and crush her.
Su Fu's mood was surprisingly calm, and from the beginning, she expected that Xu Xiaoming was not easy to deal with.
She stretched out her tentacles to Old Man Xiang, proving that she was coming at her face this time.
Now that Old Man Xiang is in danger, she has already seen half of the dawn of victory, so naturally it is impossible to hand over the antidote easily.
The snake hit seven inches, and Sov knew where her weakness was.
She was going to destroy her willpower little by little.
"Little madman, you're here for a high concentration of salt water."
Sov stepped back and pointed to the place next to the bed: "Put that." ”
"Okay."
The nurse placed two buckets of salt water beside the bed, as if aware of her intentions, and the nurse prepared a long-handled spoon for her very kindly.
Sov picked up the spoon and put it in her hand, she was full of pleasure, and said to the nurse with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work." ”
"It's not hard, it's just a little thing."
Xu Xiaomin's pupils constricted, what does Su Fu want to do, this slut!
Su Fu scooped a spoonful of salt water with a spoon, and she said with a harmless smile, "Xu Xiaomin, you brought this on yourself, don't blame me." ”
The highly concentrated salt water in the spoon spilled from her chest.
Xu Xiaomin convulsed in pain, she clutched the sheets tightly, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
She stared at Soph deadly, her eyes almost bulging, and her eyes were bloodshot and scarlet, terrifying.
Su Fu slowly continued to scoop a spoonful of salt water, "Don't get excited, these salt water is yours, enjoy it slowly." ”
Another spoonful of brine fell.
The salt water quickly penetrated the clothes, penetrated the gauze, and touched the wound, and the pain of drilling the heart quickly spread to Xu Xiaomin's limbs.
She was convulsed and spasmed in pain, and the painful mouth could no longer be suppressed, overflowing from her mouth.
Su Fu's face was cold, and her eyes were warm, "Where is the antidote?" ”
Xu Xiaomin glanced at her fiercely, her teeth creaked, and she trilled word by word, "I don't know what you're talking about!" ”
"I'll see how long you're going to have a hard mouth."
Su Fu poured two buckets of salt water on Xu Xiaomin, and the pillow quilt and sheets were not spared.
The bed was still dripping with water, and on the bed, Xu Xiaomin's body was curled up in a ball, like a shrimp, his face was wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or salt water.
Her wailing voice was terrible.
The voice grew weaker and weaker, until eventually, only a disorganized wheezing sound remained.