Vol 3 Chapter 1340: Little white force

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Although Gu Kun was poisoned, the poison in it was several times deeper than that of the thin man. After all, Xiao Bai and Xia Yuanqiu had the same mind, knowing that Xia Yuanqiu hated who was a little more, and the mouth was naturally heavier.
Xia Yuanqiu took down the chain of soul locks of Gu Kun, watching him lying on the ground in pain, frantically scratching his body, her heart could not produce half of mercy, once again waving the chain of soul locks, heavy Slamming his back, this blow, although not hurting his life, made him a root to make a complete waste, and no longer able to use his own power to make a fuss in this East China Sea.
Gu Kun’s painful cry is: "You are so young, so poisonous, why don't you kill me? You killed me!"
Xia Yuanqiu coldly said: "I can't be poisoned at a young age? Can it be that when you are so old, you can justify your viciousness? Your viciousness is taken for granted. Is my viciousness the world?"
Where does Gu Kun listen to these reasons, he just wants to be free, just want to be free: "kill me, you kill me!"
Xia Yuanqiu turned around and stopped looking at him. He only whispered: "It’s easier to die than to live. If you want to die, you should die on your own. Why do you need to soil other people's hands? But I guess, you won't die because you are too greedy. This is good in the world, you have not enjoyed enough, how are you willing to die?"
They left the ancient capital, Bai Suzhen said: "Why didn't you kill him just now? How can he stay in this world?"
The frown frowned, Shen Sheng said: "He is such a person, it is a pity to die? I want to let him live, live a painful life, taste the pains of the world, let him know, what was the person who had been bullied by him before? Kind of mood, what kind of taste."
Xia Yuanqiu looked at the wound on the head of the sand female, frowning: "Hurry back to the college, the wound of the aunt's head needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it is very infectious, causing fever." She looked at the injury on the salad: "You also same."
Although both the mother and the child have not harmed the roots, the wound of the flesh can be left untreated, and it can cause inflammation and then fever.
When Shamu was going to the college, she hurriedly said, "I will be home, and the college is not something that I can go."
Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows: "What happened to you? The college is not a royal palace. Even if it is a royal palace, you will go as well. If we are there, you can rest assured."
The sand mother looked at the salad and saw the sand and nodded. This did not say anything more. He followed his son and Xia Yuanqiu to go to college.
Of course, she wants to go to the college, where she lives her only son. She rarely goes home on weekdays. She lives alone and coldly. If she can live in college, she can often see her son and Yuan Qiu. She is naturally happy.
Not long after the four people left the ancient palace, they met the white chief and the old man who had rushed in the middle of the road.
The white chief looked anxious. After seeing Xia Yuanqiu and others in peace, this was a big relief. Asked: "Are you okay?" He first looked at Yuan Qiu, and saw that Yuan Qiu was not damaged. This is only to look at my daughter, the daughter is also very end-to-end, this is to see the mother of the sand, see the two are hanging, busy: "Fast, first go back to the college to cure the wound."
With the dean's speech, Shamu is even more happy, and I feel that this injury is worth it.
Back to the residence of Xia Yuanqiu in the college, Xia Yuanqiu was busy cleaning the suture head wounds to the sand mother, and then pushed the salad to Bai Su: "White, the injury of the salad will be handed over to you."