The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Obviously, the hammer not only woke her up, but also disrupted the rhythm of the ghost of unknown origin.

This effect is obviously very good.

Su Nanzhi couldn't be more satisfied.

It's just that she forgot for a moment, although the whole room had already set up a barrier to isolate her from the outside world, but there was another person in this room besides her.

Su Nanzhi took out the gong too quickly.

Jiang Beiyu didn't even react, the sound of "bang" almost sent him away from this beautiful world.

Jiang Beiyu: My little head is humming.

Su Nanzhi is no ordinary gong.

For their line of work, there is not too much to know, and they don't want to be knowledgeable, at least they need more skills.

Su Nanzhi is one of those who learn everything.

The idea she was instilled in since she was a child is to cherish life.

Master said that all the sayings that "everyone is mortal, whether he dies sooner or later" are deceitful.

After all, there is still a fundamental difference between an eight-year-old dead person and an eighty-year-old dead person.

At the beginning, the master saw that she was as weak as a chicken, so he simply asked her to learn the skills of sound repair, so the part of choosing an instrument came.

Su Nanzhi, a strange woman who fell in love with Luo at first sight.

Delusion to raise a master who is an elegant and dignified little fairy: "..."

On the breakdown moment of adults.

Dreams are so broken and caught off guard.

Later facts proved that even such a weak and half-dead body could not stop a wild girl with a sea and blue sky in her heart.

After choosing a gong as a weapon, Su Nanzhi was often complained by neighbors for making noise.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

Even the master was miserable and advised her to change to an elegant pipa or guqin many times.

Until one day, Su Nanzhi accidentally met Suona's eyes.

Master: "..."

How can you love something from the underworld?

He said: "How can you be half-hearted? You have chosen the gong before, so there is no reason to change it."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

So she became a gong beater.

Suona should be very useful, Su Nanzhi thought with some regret.

I don't know at this moment, whether the ghost that climbed up from the eighteenth floor of hell regretted that he hadn't become deaf before he came up.

When the gong sounded, half his life was lost on the spot.

The ring on Jiang Beiyu's hand was covered by a barrier again. Except for the fact that his head was buzzing when he was hit by a gong at the beginning, his voice was mostly isolated by the barrier later on.

Jiang Beiyu: Suffocation.

Although he didn't know where the little bodyguard took out the gong, it was obvious that in the ensuing fight, the ghost, who couldn't even see what it looked like, gradually lost the wind.

Su Nanzhi rarely brought out the gong.

In the final analysis, it is because of its lethality, not only physical damage, but also mental damage.

Less use of gongs and hammers should be counted as her hospice care for a ghost?

Jiang Beiyu was on the bed, and clearly saw that Su Nanzhi stopped beating the gong in the end, and she hit the gong hammer on the head of that male and female.

"..."

scary.

The little girl looked thin and weak, but unexpectedly, she was really cruel.

Su Nanzhi looked at the dying ghost in his hand, and withdrew the hammer.

This is a ghost that escaped from the 18th floor of the underworld. He has a lot of resentment. He must have committed a major crime and had human life on his hands.

She didn't directly beat her out of her wits, naturally it wasn't because of kindness.