Su Xing wanted to push her away immediately, but Su Xing was most afraid of the girl crying, so he couldn't be cruel.

"Xiaoxiao, I only think of you as my sister!"

Sultan's shoulders shook even more. Su Xing's heart ached for a moment. He reached out to pat her shoulder to comfort her, but his raised hand stopped in the air, and then said: "Little me, I really treat you as a child."

younger sister!"

As he said this, he pushed the Sultan on the shoulder.

"I don't want you to treat me as your sister, I want you to treat me as your woman!"

Sultan said this loudly, and then kissed Su Xing suddenly.

boom!

The moment their lips touched, Sultan's soul trembled. Although this was not the first time she kissed Su Xing, she had only kissed him on the face with attacks and touches of water before, but this time it was her mouth.

Face and mouth are not on the same level at all.

Lips are covered with countless sensory nerves, the number of which is 100 times that of facial skin.

Su Xing was also dizzy for a while. Sultan's lips were so tender and seemed to be charged with electricity, which made his mind numb.

However, after all, he was a late-stage extraordinary monk, a poet, a poet, and a man of etiquette. He quickly came to his senses and pushed the Sultan away.

"Are you... so heartless?" Sudan's feeling of happiness only existed for a second before she was pushed into heartlessness and sadness again, and her tears fell.

"Xiao Xiao, I...we can't do this anyway!"

Su Xing still said it very tactfully.

"Why not? I don't care if you have Liang Xiaoling or if you have other women. Even if you are with the master, I don't care. I just want you to let me see you often and make me like you!"

Sudan spoke excitedly, and also mentioned her master Su San. Of course she was not an idiot, and she also knew that Su San liked Su Xing.

Su Xing felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He didn't expect that Sultan had fallen in love so deeply. The affection between these words was beyond words.

What made him even more sad was that the Sultan gave a sad and sad smile and placed his position very low, as if he was praying.

Su Xing couldn't help but think of a passage written by Zhang Mouling: When I met him, I became very low, as low as the dust, but my heart was happy, and flowers bloomed from the dust...

In that moment, Su Xing felt really distressed and moved.

what to do?

Should I tell her the truth?

Su Xing was confused.

"Brother Chen, I can't live without you!" Sudan said and hugged Su Xing again.

Su Xing was not a fool, and his heart continued to ache. He regretted that he should not have been so anxious to kill Su Hu. A warning might have been effective.

Su Xing gently pushed her hand away, grabbed her shoulders and said:

"Xiaoxiao, I won't hide it anymore! We are actually cousins!"

The Sudan was stunned.

Su Xing said: "Your father Su Hu is my uncle, and my mother Su Zhen is your aunt! So we can't be together!"

"Impossible, why didn't I know?" Sudan was surprised and immediately stopped crying.

"Go back and ask Su Mu!"

When Su Xing mentioned Su Mu, his voice was a little cold. He felt that the old man was really dizzy. If he hadn't been dizzy, things wouldn't be like this.

To Su Xing's surprise, Sultan suddenly burst into laughter and said, "We are cousin and cousin, we... we can still be together!"

Su Xing's heart ached again. He really wanted to tell someone that he wanted to ask someone to kill Su Hu, but he simply didn't have the courage.

I can't even imagine what the consequences would be.

"Sudan, I have never liked you! I only treated you as my sister!" Su Xing's voice suddenly turned cold.

He felt that long-term pain was worse than short-term pain, and it would be really unmanageable if it continued like this.

"No way, you like me, I can feel it!"

Sultan wants to pull Su Xing's hand.

Su Xing shook it off and said: "If you insist on pestering me, then my sister is no longer worthy of it!"

boom!

When Sultan heard the first sentence, he felt a bang in his soul. When he heard the second sentence, he felt like a sword was stabbed in his heart.

Pain, a kind of pain that cannot be expressed in words.

"You lied to me! You lied to me! You lied to me!"

Her voice was hoarse and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, I'll stop here! Goodbye!"

Su Xing had a cold face, endured the pain, and said something again.

"You lied to me, you lied to me. If you don't like me, why did you give me poems? Why?!" Sudan suddenly took out two scrolls and unfolded them. They were a poem "Giving Xiaoxiao" and a poem

Song "Golden Thread - I Live on the Hengtang River".

"You're overthinking. I've written to so many beauties, do I have to like them all?" Su Xing shook his head, "Our conversation is over. You can leave, or I won't give it away!"

Sultan's face turned pale for an instant, and her eyes were extremely sad. Then, the sadness suddenly turned into anger. Then, suddenly two red lights flashed out from her eyes and shot into Su Xing's eyes.

Sultan wanted to control Su Xing with his pupil technique, and then listen to his inner thoughts.

However, Su Xing's Spiritual Wood Light Condensation Technique also activated naturally, and the white light from the two suns surged out instantly, resisting the two red lights.

Four rays of light instantly met in the middle of them, exploded, and a substantial banging sound came from their souls.

Their eyes hurt even more.

"you……"

Sultan was obviously at a disadvantage. Not only did his eyes hurt, there was even a wisp of blood gushing out and flowing onto his cheek.

Su Xing's heart ached again.

She knew that Su San's pupil technique was not fatal, she just wanted him to be obedient, but he instinctively fought back.

"Hehehe! I hope you... you will regret it!"

Sudan smiled miserably, his eyes full of despair, and her heart hurt as if it was shattered.

Su Xing couldn't bear it for a moment, but he knew he couldn't be soft-hearted at this moment, otherwise all his previous efforts would be wasted.

"see a visitor out!"

Su Xing said this to the servant in the distance.

This servant was also sensible, so he kept his back to them and did not look at them.

"It's the young master!" The servant immediately turned around and ran over, saying to the Sultan: "Fairy, please!"

Sudan's body swayed suddenly and he almost fell down.

"roll!"

The Sultan suddenly screamed, and the pressure of the Half-Step Saint was like a rolling tide, drowning the servants.

Poof!

The servant didn't even have time to scream, he vomited blood and his body flew out.

Su Xing was shocked and immediately caught the servant like lightning.

He stuffed a pill into the servant's mouth, then looked at the Sultan coldly and said, "You go! From now on, we will never be sworn in!"

"Haha! Haha! Okay!" Sudan sneered, "Remember, this is what you said!"

As she spoke, she used her power suddenly, and the two scrolls in her hands immediately shattered into powder and then floated in the air.

At this moment, Sultan's heart was bleeding.

Su Xing's heart was also bleeding.

The scene of meeting Su Xiaoxiao for the first time flashed before his eyes, and the scene of Su Xiaoxiao sending him to the South City Gate at night also flashed.

The time at that time was so gentle and bright, as if you could see it as soon as you raised your head.

People drinking in the lobby were alarmed and ran out one after another.

Seeing Su Xing supporting an unconscious servant, and a stunning beauty with red eyes, blood at the corners, and frost on her face, she knew that the two of them were at loggerheads.

"Xing'er, what's going on?" Saint Xinghu asked.

Su Xing came to his senses and replied: "It's okay, Grandpa Sect Leader, you go have a drink! I'll be in right away!"

Just as Saint Xinghu was about to nod, four more people came running from the direction of the gate of Liang Mansion, namely Su Mu, Su De, Lu Wu and another servant guarding the gate of Liang Mansion.

Seeing that Liang Tian was there, the servant said nervously: "Master, master, Mr. Futai is here!"

"I saw it!"
To be continued...