The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

The silver needle didn't enter, Xiao Shixun just frowned, then grabbed the dishonest hand of "Su Fuliu", squinted his eyes and said: "I just praised you for being good, and you are like this?"

"Su Fuliu" also frowned, his silver needle was pierced so deep, this guy just frowned slightly, did he feel no pain? !

"Who told you not to let Shi Lang go." "Su Fuliu" said with a twinkle in his eyes.

"I said, as long as you go back with me, I will let him go." Xiao Shixun stared at "Su Fuliu" intently, as if he was going to swallow him alive in the next second.

"I also said, I will go with you, but you have to let Shi Lang go now!"

"You still like to think about others so much. You only know how to love others, but never yourself." Xiao Shixun smiled and said soft words.

People who don't know think that he has a good relationship with Su Fuliu, but they don't know that he is the one who dragged Su Fuliu from heaven to hell with his own hands.

But then his eyes dimmed, and he leaned over to kiss "Su Fuliu", but "Su Fuliu" avoided him in time.

Xiao Shixun was annoyed, the hands that had grabbed "Su Fuliu" suddenly pinched "Su Fuliu"'s neck together, and he yelled at him: "Are you so disgusting?! You and that Feng Muting I'm afraid you have done everything you should and shouldn't do, wouldn't you be disgusted if you did it with him!"

"Su Fuliu" reached out and grabbed Xiao Shixun's hand, trying to break it apart.

But Xiao Shixun grabbed his neck tightly with red eyes, as if he really wanted to strangle him to death.

"Jing'er, you are mine, you can only be mine, hell is so cold, can you come down and accompany me, let's die together..." As he said, the strength in Xiao Shixun's hands increased a bit.

Seeing that he couldn't pull Xiao Shixun's hand away, "Su Fuliu" took out a few silver needles and stabbed Xiao Shixun again.

But Xiao Shixun really didn't feel any pain, after a few silver needles, he didn't even frown.

Xiao Shixun sneered: "Even if you stab me with a knife, I won't feel any pain. Since I was a child, I haven't been beaten by my mother and concubine every day. There is no good place on my body. At that time, I will cry in pain. I begged my concubine to let me go in pain, but gradually, I don't know the pain anymore."

"Su Fuliu" looked at Xiao Shixun who couldn't be described as a lunatic in front of him. Fortunately, it was him. If it were the real Su Fuliu, how would he be able to deal with it.

This Xiao Shixun is not afraid of pain or death, he is completely possessed by a demon.

"Su Fuliu", who was pinched by Xiao Shixun and was a little breathless, gave up using the silver needles, and concentrated his internal energy to open Xiao Shixun with a single palm.

But at this moment, Yuan Sichen's eager voice came from outside the door: "Master, Xiao Shilang committed suicide by biting his tongue!"

Before Xiao Shixun could react, "Su Fuliu" slapped Xiao Shixun on the shoulder suddenly.

When Xiao Shixun was opened, "Su Fuliu" rolled out of bed.

"Have you recovered your martial arts?" Xiao Shixun looked suspiciously at "Su Fuliu" who was running out like crazy, and then pulled away to stop "Su Fuliu".

"Su Fuliu" fought with him without saying a word.

Xiao Shixun frowned: "You are not Xiao Shijing at all!"

He knew Xiao Shijing's martial arts moves, and what this person used was not Xiao Shijing's martial arts moves at all.

The most important thing is that if Xiao Shijing recovers his martial arts, once he uses his internal force, he will definitely not be as sober as he is now...