Chapter 48: Shout out and break your throat to see who will save you
Originally, I wasn't that intolerant of foreign objects, but there was "Pearl Tears" in the package. My mind immediately thought only of TVB's classic lines. I smashed a shoe sole first and chased after it with all my strength.
Go up.
If I hadn't been like a second-class cripple in ancient times, I would have used spiritual magic to change your little underwear to your head first.
Yelu Zihan seemed to be telling me something behind me. I didn't even bother to turn around to listen. I just kept chasing forward with one bare foot. I don't know how many streets I chased. I was more than just a little thief.
I was panting and couldn't catch my breath.
The little thief gasped for air and looked at me with great sadness, "Sister, I haven't eaten for three days, and you chased me for nine streets. Are you full?"
"Hey, are you still justified in robbing me of my feelings?" This is simply more outrageous than some uncles in the 21st century who eat the country's food and do thieves.
I took my breath and walked slowly over with a little arrogant smile. No matter how fast the little thief ran, he couldn't stop running into a dead end.
I felt happy thinking about it, and I imitated the tone of those foolhardy second-generation ancestors in TV dramas who teased women from good families and said:
"You run, you scream, you scream and no one pays attention to you."
After I finished speaking, I realized that I was a bit possessed by Qiong Yao. I shivered and thought it would be better to be normal. I stretched out my hand and said sternly: "Give me back the package."
"Okay, okay, I'll give it back, I'll give it back to you."
The little thief seemed exhausted and didn't resist. He slowly approached me with the package. Just when I thought he was going to hand it over to me, he produced a whip from nowhere and aimed at me without sparing any force.
Wave it over.
If I hadn't been whipped by my master all the time when I was practicing spiritual arts, I would have developed the habit of reflexively hiding away when I saw the whip.
If not, given the look in his eyes just now that was going to kill me, it would be a rare thing for me not to be ripped apart.
Seeing how smart I was to avoid it, the little thief was not willing to show weakness and swung the whip again. Before I could dodge this whip, the little thief threw himself to the ground, covering the bruised area like a broken rubber ball.
He rolled hard on the ground twice, howled a few words, got up, threw the baggage towards us, and ran away.
Maybe I just got addicted to running, so I actually tried to chase after me, but my wrist was already tightly grabbed by Yeluzihan. He looked at me with a cold face, dissatisfaction popping out of his words, "You are
Do you really like being whipped?"
Cracking the whip...why does it feel a little evil?
I imagined that scene, couldn't help but shudder, and smiled. "You like it, you like it."
"Huh?" Yelu Zihan raised his eyes, his deep eyes were nakedly threatening.
"I like it, I like it." The more he explained, the more panicked he became, and his tongue became knotted. Fortunately, he finally thought a little and finally came up with the correct answer. "I don't like it, I don't like it either."
Yelu Zihan sighed, lazily bent down to pick up the baggage, "Let's go."
I pouted and took out the luminous pearl from the bag in his hand. The clothes I was wearing today happened to have gold threads. I took out a strip from the very hidden place on the inner cuff, passed it through the luminous pearl hole, and looped it several times.
Put it on your hand.
The weight of the luminous pearl is relatively large, and my fingers are obviously relatively narrow, so the pearl fell to one side due to weight loss, but it looks pretty good.