Male God, a Little Su

Chapter 307

Su Qingyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and staggered over.

Su Yan hooked his fingers at him, "Come here with your ears attached."

After that, Su Rou whispered a few words in his ear. Su Qingyun had been reading for a few years. At this time, his eyes lit up, he nodded immediately, and ran out quickly.

While running, rubbing his hair, crying and shouting for help, he went all the way to the village.

Liu Cui felt uneasy and didn't understand what was being sold in Su Yan's gourd.

Su Yan smiled, "Niang, from now on, don't worry about anything, just sit at the door and cry, you know? The worse you cry, the better."

After all, she carried it into the house.

Liu Cui was full of grievances, and there was no need for brewing, and tears fell naturally.

Su Wang couldn't bear the pain, and kept swearing. When he was thirsty, he coughed a few times and spit the thick phlegm directly to the ground.

Su Yan, who came in with the silver needle, saw this scene, and almost couldn't help pinching the person to death.

Nasty again.

Being in the same room with him, Su Yan only felt uncomfortable all over.

She tilted her head and stood at the door staring at Su Wang.

The girl's skin is honey-colored, with big eyes, nose and cherry lips, and her appearance is quite exotic. Those eyes like the night stared straight at Su Wang, making him hairy.

I just feel that the eyes are not looking at a living person, but a lifeless corpse. The calm and terrifying expression fell on her little face, which seemed overflowing with demonic energy.

"You, what are you doing? You are not that dead girl, who are you?"

Su Wang swallowed his saliva.

Just heard a chuckle.

Su Yan approached holding the silver needle, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I don't like your mouth very much."

Her long eyelashes flickered, and she looked down at him condescendingly.

Su Wang looked at the silver needle exuding cold light in her hand, and cold sweat overflowed from her forehead.

"Dead, dead girl, don't mess around..."

"Say a few more words, because this is probably your last chance to speak in your life."

Su Yan's face was icy cold. She pinned a needle into Su Wang's Baihui acupoint accurately. From beginning to end, she did not hesitate in her movements, and was so calm that it was scary.

The room was dead silent.

"Ah, ahh..." Su Wang opened his mouth and could only utter a few meaningless syllables.

He finally knew fear, despair and fear, like a poisonous snake, climbing from the soles of his feet all the way up to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, coiling on him to perch.

"And your hands, like hitting people?"

Su Rou smiled and put a few needles on his arm again.

In an instant, Su Wang's body was covered with silver needles.

"Ah...it's so pitiful, it's a pity that you can only be rotten in this inch of land in this life, with the broken bed under you~"

The girl's ending was long, her black eyes flashed with evil taste, but she had a pitiful smile on her face.

This appearance is more like a ghost crawling out of hell, which makes people shudder.

"Ah! Ah ah ah..."

In a short time, Su Wang felt that his cheeks began to stiffen uncontrollably, his mouth twisted, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

His limbs were so stiff that he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Ahhhh..." What have you done to me!

Su Wang could only helplessly widen his eyes and shout.

"Sure enough, this look suits you very well."