After watching the picture sent by the system to the brain, Su Kui was silent.
It's not uncomfortable, it's only a pity, although in the original book, Xi Chun was changed because of Xiang Ru, and even died because of her.
But who is right or wrong, she who is purely tasked, has reservations.
Yang Xiaoman was wet and pushed the door in from the outside, sitting on her ass in a daze, shaking her body in a daze.
Su Kui glanced at her without speaking. Those big round eyes looked abnormally condensed. She fixedly stared at Yang Xiaoman, or in other words, she should be staring at the thing on her back.
With blood stains on a white hospital gown, the original delicate face was bloody and terrible because of jumping off the building.
Is Xiangru.
She stared at it for a while, maybe her gaze was unconcealed. On Yang Xiaoman's back, Xiang Ru slowly reached out to hold up her head that could not be supported by the broken neck bone, and slowly grinned at Su Kui. , Smiled coldly.
Scarlet blood leaked from her mouth.
"Tick, tick—"
When it fell on Yang Xiaoman's face, Yang Xiaoman rubbed his arms in hindsight. He opened his eyes so that they were swollen like walnuts. He touched his forehead, and there was nothing left.
Then why, she just clearly felt the sensation of ** dripping on her face
"The deceased is dead, let's be sorry, Yang Xiaoman, you first go take a hot bath and change your clothes, so you will catch a cold."
Yang Xiaoman nodded stiffly, got up and walked to the bathroom with a tired look.
Su Kui stopped her from behind, "Wait."
"Huh?" Yang Xiaoman looked back, unable to lift his energy.
Su Kui followed, raised her hand and gently stroked her body, pursing her lips and said: "You have something on your body, I will help you take it off, now it's all right, go." As he patted her on the back, She pushed into the bathroom.
When he turned his head to close the door, Yang Xiaoman looked at Su Kui's empty hand in a puzzled way. What was it
There was a clatter in the bathroom, and Su Kui sat in the old seat, flicking on the desk with her fingertips, the pages of the book of weird stories she often read.
The cold breath gradually surrounded her, and the pages of the book were windless, and they were blown hunting.
Su Kui squinted and turned her head casually, "You want to kill Yang Xiaoman?"
Strange fluctuations faintly spread in the air, Xiang Ru sitting on her original body, both kneecaps were broken, and her legs were broken, her head drooping on her chest, and she rolled her eyes. Staring at her closely.
"Cheng Xichun, what on earth do you do!"
"Me?" Su Kui raised her eyebrows and smirked. "If I say that I specialize in catching ghosts, eliminating evil and promoting good in the world, do you believe it?"
"I believe."
"Oh?" Su Kui was curious this time, "you believe it?"
"Ha ha ha ha, I believe, so you have to die!!" She suddenly became irritable, bloody air filled the air, her hands claws, and she attacked her white and fragile neck in a thunderous manner, fiercely. Pinch her neck.
There was bleeding and tears in the eyes with only whites left, and "pada, pada" fell on Su Kui's face, with a snow-white background, especially dazzling.
"Since you know this, why don't you save me? I can't sleep well every night, you can see in your eyes, are you secretly laughing at me? Ah?!"
The strength of his subordinates was even stronger, and his fingertips fell into Su Kui's flesh.