Every one of them was throwing up blood, with incomplete bodies, so dead as to be unable to die again.
What ruthless and bloody methods!
Whereas those people dressed in black that rushed out from the side, had already disappeared without a trace. It was as if they had never appeared.
Su Xiâs entire person became rigid on the spot as she foolishly stared blankly at Su Luo, with her lips trembling slightly.
Because the feeling the people dressed in black gave her was too shocking, too brutal.
âSu, Su, Su Luo! What kind of sinister plot are you scheming?â Su Xi did her best to restrain her shivering heart, biting down on her teeth and stiffly cursed in a rage.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Luo glanced at her indifferently, âYou should acknowledge your mistake, those are people not ghosts.â
âWho are they? You actually dared to secretly hide men in the Manorâââ Before Su Xi had finished speaking, one black shadow attacked towards her face.
âFifth Miss, look out!â Quite a few servants moved in front of Su Xi to block the attack.
No matter how fast their speed was, how could they be faster than the little divine dragon who was known for his speed?
One could see his little body suddenly move right, then left, and all of a sudden, he broke through the defense of these people. He charged in, heavily slapping Su Xiâs mouth.
The little divine dragonâs claws were not ordinary, how sharp were they?
Su Xi, as a mere minor third rank, how could she dodge it?
At the time when a scary, spraying bloody mist appeared, the little divine dragon had already flown back into Su Luoâs sleeves, as if he had never appeared.
Su Luo, in a spoiling manner, rubbed under his chin as the little divine dragon happily rolled around in her sleeves.
One person and one spirit pet were extremely happy from playing around, but had made Su Xi suffer bitter hardship.
It was quite a while before Su Xi was aware that her face had been wounded. She touched it, and discovered to her surprise that her hand was bloody!
The wounds on the face were unlike other places, if scars were left behind, then that would disfigure oneâs appearance!
Only now did Su Xi feel fear, with a trembling voice and her black pupils staring fixedly at Su Luo: âYou, you, you...â
She said âyouâ for quite a while, but could not continue and say a complete sentence.
Also, it was no wonder that she was so shocked, as if she had seen a ghost.
She had a rough idea of how strong Su Luo was through her duel with Su Qing from last time.
Therefore, this time, she had already brought enough people to arrest Su Luo!
But who would have known, that Su Luo would have so many helpers, like chinese chives after cropping off some, there were still more.
Su Luo coldly watched her: âWhatâs wrong with you?â
âYouâââ Su Xi looked at Su Luoâs appearance that was like a delicate summer flower, and recalled her own face that was full of blood. Momentarily, she was scared as well as furious. She hatefully cursed, âSu Luo! You bitch! Wicked witch! Why were you born into my family! Why donât you go and die!â
The more Su Xi cursed, the more energetic she became. She was itching to rush up and scuffle with Su Luo.
But she was worried about the men dressed in black, therefore, her body remained unmoving, and she could only move her lips.
Su Luo smiled coldly: âFinished cursing?â
Su Xi glared furiously at Su Luo.
More and more, she really couldnât see through to what Su Luo was really thinking.
The her right now had seemed to change into a completely different person from before, just as if her soul had switched.
Su Luo glanced at her indifferently, her deep eyes containing a mixture of cynicism and mockery: âSince you have finished cursing, then now, can you finally tell me what really happened?â
âOlder Brother was injured! He is nearly dead! Su Luo, itâs all your fault he was harmed, all your fault! If it was not for you, Older Brother would have not ended up like this now!â If it was not mentioned, then fine, but once this matter was mentioned, Su Xi would bawl.
âSu Jingyu? He was injured? I didnât do it.â Su Luoâs delicate and pretty face didnât have a trace of expression.