Chapter 8

Su Li's ears were filled with wind, whirring.

"Ouch!"

"Ah

The scream kept on, and she came back to herself. Not far away, there were seven or eight people in black. They were just like the others, but they didn't have the strength to struggle.

There were seven or eight people in front of them.

Dongfang he stepped forward. They stepped back a few steps. Their hands holding the sword trembled slightly. One of them could not bear the pressure of his whole body and fell directly to the ground, "spare my life, spare my life!"

When she came here, Zhou's concubine of the Su family told her that Su Luo had no martial arts skills. She had a problem with her brain. When she saw her, she killed her.

But who could have thought that beside the waste firewood, there was a new evil spirit like hell.

"Be careful!"

Some people are afraid.

But some people want to put all their eggs in one basket!

Su Li has been staring at these people, Leng buting saw the next Bush moving, immediately opened his mouth.

But it was too late.

The knife pointed at the man's left arm.

With her right arm around her, she was intact.

Su Li's eyes widened. In the dark, she could only see that the white dress was stained with a dark color, and the smell of blood stimulated her every nerve.

But the injured man hugged her and got up. Her feet kicked the man who had just started. The man was kicked away, and the rest of the people gathered around.

She is like a puppet with string, becoming a sharp weapon in men's hands.

One by one, she felt numb.

The last one was kicked down, and Dongfang he's sneer rang in his ears, "strong outside but strong in the middle, we still need to practice."

"Hey, can you talk?" Su Li was put down, almost unable to stand on his feet, and he had to endure ridicule. He was angry in his heart. "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how many pounds you have, do you?"

Su Li holds a silver needle in his hand, which is necessary for self-defense.

Dongfang he stretched out his hand and gently brushed away her disordered hair on her forehead. She touched her several acupoints. She suddenly felt that her blood was flowing and her feet were not numb. "You are the first one to teach me a lesson. After that, I only want you to teach me a lesson, eh?"

Su Li raised his hand and pushed him away Shut up!

Dongfang he's body shakes and his lips are covered with blood.

Su Leng was stunned for a moment, then watched him helplessly and fell straight to the ground.

……

"The man is in a coma. He'll take the opportunity to run away for a while. The girl is soft and weak. Just kill her." The man in black was tied up and still told his men to do things.

As everyone knows, Su Li has approached step by step. She tried her best to save the people and returned to the pre liberation one night.

Even if she doesn't like to see Dongfang Wenyao, she is a benefactor after all.

Moreover, she found that the combat effectiveness of these people was not so good, and they were not as cool and fierce as those who used to shoot arrows and burn boats.

Su Li's conjecture is about to come out.

"Say, who sent you?" The silver needle in Su Li's hand stabbed the wrist of the man in black in front of him. It was as painful as an ant's bone. The man's pain was only a scream.

"No?" With a cold smile, she changed a acupoint, stabbed it gently and slowly rolled it.

"Ah, it hurts. Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ah, it hurts!" The stabbed man in black looks like a psycho, rolling and laughing.

The rest of the people who watched were covered in cold sweat.

Su Li picked up a silver needle and looked at the leader, who stabbed Dongfang Wenyao last night

The man frowned and was hard.

However, Su Luo's hands rose and fell.

"Ah The man in black screamed. The bones and heads on his body seemed to be scattered. They were rolling and painful. There was bleeding under the skin.

"It's like you hurt him with this hand," Su Li said, looking at the man in black's ferocious face because of pain. Then, a silver needle pierced into his face.

His pupil shrinks and he wants to open his mouth. The man in black who laughs beside him can't help saying, "I said, I said, you let me go!"

"It's aunt Zhou. She wants your medical books."

"What medical book?"

"I don't know. It's only said that the prescription for bringing the dead back to life is recorded. "

"Why do you know I'm here?"

Silence!

Su Li took a needle and pricked it down again.

The man howled and couldn't bear it.

"The first lady was put into the ancestral temple. Aunt Zhou didn't know what means she used. The first lady said everything. Second lady, let me go, let me go..." Su Li pulled out the silver needle, and the man immediately fainted.