Su Rulan looked at Jing Ge's smile and felt faintly uneasy.

Why is she still laughing?

Don't you know how powerful the Lord is?

"Smack. ”

"Smack!"

The crisp slap sounded twice in succession, and Su Rulan's face was suddenly red and swollen like a pig's head.

Jing Ge slapped this time, with a lot of force.

Su Rulan screamed, struggled violently, looked at Jing Ge with vicious eyes, and at the angle where she thought no one would see, a slender silver needle was inserted towards Jing Ge's lower abdomen.

"Click. ”

Jing Singer slipped down, fell to the position of her wrist, and directly broke Su Rulan's wrist with a little force.

Taking advantage of her soft hand, with a backhand push, the direction of the silver needle reversed and directly inserted into Su Rulan's own body.

"Ahh Su Rulan screamed in pain.

Jing Ge raised his foot and kicked Su Rulan's knee, forcing the latter to kneel on the ground.

Jing Ge stepped on Su Rulan's finger on the ground, which happened to be the hand used to throw away her small towel.

"I hate what people dirty with me. Jing Ge's expression was indifferent, and the strength on his feet was a little heavier.

"Ah, you—"

Su Rulan screamed again and again, was slapped several times in a row, had a brief tinnitus, only a buzzing sound was heard, and then soon felt a hot pain on her face, her skin was swollen and tight, and a string of red blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

She kept insulting Jing Ge in her mouth, but it only lasted for a short while.

She soon couldn't scold.

The silver needle was coated with poison by her, and the poison was fierce and domineering, and if she didn't swallow the antidote in time, she would soon bleed and die violently.

It's just that Su Rulan never expected that Jing Ge would know that she was hiding a silver needle, and even knew that the silver needle was poisonous.

Su Rulan, who was devoured by the toxin, was weak and weak, and her lips were white.

The whole body began to convulse violently.

She knew that if she didn't take the antidote, she would immediately bleed to death.

Su Rulan hurriedly wanted to take out the antidote from her arms and swallow it, but her hand was firmly stepped on by Jing Ge on the soles of her feet, and she couldn't move.

"Let it go...... Let go...... You, let go of my hands. ”

Su Rulan's consciousness began to drift and be confused-

"Are you looking for this?" Jing Ge squatted down, looked at Su Rulan at eye level, spread out his other palm, and a small bottle of pills lay in the palm of his palm.

"When are you ......" Su Rulan bit her lower lip in pain, her eyes red and staring at Jing Ge with hatred.

"When did I get my hands on it?"

Jing Ge uncorked the bottle, put the small bottle under the wing of his nose and sniffed.

"You have refined this poison and antidote. Jing Ge picked up Su Rulan's chin with the tip of the knife, and admired Su Rulan's pig-headed face for a while: "Tsk, it seems to be a little heavier, this good face like a flower and jade has been ruined by the trail, which is really pitiful." ”

Su Rulan looked at Jing Ge resentfully.

She was actually slapped in the face one after another by a stinky Taoist priest!

This evil breath will be cleaned up sooner or later!

"Your fingers have a faint smell of medicine, and there are residues of medicine in the cracks of your nails, although you have tried to hide these facts, but unfortunately, my nose is not like ordinary people. ”

Jing Ge tapped the tip of his nose defiantly.

Su Rulan's gaze stayed on Jing Ge's pockmarked face like a poisonous snake.

She couldn't figure out how much she was inferior to this ugly stinky Taoist priest?

Even if the Lord really has broken sleeves, he shouldn't find such an ugly ......