Chapter 482: Do you know how I spent so many years?

I can't help it, he just won't live long anyway, right? ! "
Lan Shengbin was crying and looking awkward now, and his whole person was distorted and very ugly.
There was no way of seeing what he had once been spirited up. Miao Yonglan's body was exhumed, which caused him great irritation.
The results obtained at Feng's house are not very good either.
There is really no way he can be forced.
Now as long as Su Xiu is dead, as long as he dies, this matter is over!
"You crazy man, get out of here! Get out! Or I'll kill you!"
Su Nan was also trembling with his words, and he wished to kill Lan Shengbin directly now.
Even with such words, Lan Shengbin is no longer worthy of being a man!
Su Xiu raised his chin in a very light tone: "Even if I am going to die, I will never make you happy!"
"you……"
Lan Shengbin's eyes reddened, and suddenly he saw a fruit knife on the table.
He immediately ran over and took it up: "Since you don't want to commit suicide, then I will help you! When you die, this matter is over, and the curse of that mad woman is gone!"
After he said this distortedly, he rushed towards Su Xiu with a knife.
The old mother screamed, "Su Nan, Su Nan!!!"
Su Nan immediately stepped forward to pull Lan Shengbin, and his going upstairs was just two or three steps, and Lan Shengbin was in front of Su Xiu in an instant.
Su Xiu just watched him silently. The moment Lan got sick and raised his knife, his wrist stopped in midair.
Then, he wailed, and suddenly felt that his face was particularly itchy. The itch became more and more intense, almost to the point where he could not control it. He had no choice but to throw the knife and scratch his face with irritability.
He scratched very hard, as if it weren't his own face. The more he scratched, the more itching he got. He had to scratch it with the utmost strength until the skin and flesh were painful to relieve the itching.
And in the shocked eyes of Old Mother and Su Nan, they saw Lan Shengbin scratching the flesh of his chin like a madman at this time. His lips also began to change, and his complexion was darkening, accompanied by his scratching. Grab, countless tiny blood beads poured out, and even the flesh of the belt was caught by Lan Shengbin, but he didn't notice it.
He just wailed: "It's so itchy, it's itching! Why is it so itchy, why is it so itching?!"
It's so itchy, he can't control it at all.
The more itchy, the more I want to scratch, it seems that only by scratching the bones can we put an end to this itching. Every time he scratches, blood spatters, but he can't take care of it at all.
Su Xiu just watched all this quietly, and at the same time, he gently opened his mask.
The hideous marks were all over the entire chin, almost completely tearing the corners of his lips. The black stains were like solidified paint, and the corners of his lips were no longer normal.
However, at this time, the traces on his face are concerned about the removal of visible traces.
Those long years of scars, like broken skins, gradually began to fall down, revealing white skin with only light pink traces.
The wound is healing, everything about him is getting better.
There were more and more scars on Lan Shengbin's face, and his face became more and more hideous.
When Su Xiu gradually became a handsome and handsome young man who looked exactly like his brother, he looked at Lan Shengbin and said softly: "Now, do you know how I have lived for so many years?"
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