The angrier the little girl got, the happier Su Diandian became.

So she continued to provoke him: "Come on, kill me and turn me into a corpse puppet!"

"Alright, then the sect leader will grant your wish." The little girl took out a porcelain bottle from her mustard seed bag.

Poison?

Su Diandian hesitated before asking, "Is there poison in the bottle? I'm sorry, I'm quite resistant to poison, you'll probably have to find another way."

"This is a potent corpse poison that I extracted and refined from the brain marrow of hundreds of violently deceased corpses," the little girl said smugly.

Even the antidote pills made by a sixth-grade alchemist couldn't cure her corpse poison.

Su Diandian was eager to try: "Corpse poison? I've never tried that before."

"Hmph, just one drop and you'll die instantly, your body reeking of corpse stench. Senior brother hates stinky corpses the most. Let's see if he'll still call you 'dear wife' then."

After the little girl finished speaking, she raised the bottle and dripped a drop into Su Diandian's mouth.

Su Diandian smacked her lips, but couldn't taste anything.

However, the little girl had already landed slowly, raising her head and letting out a joyful laugh.

In her eyes, Su Diandian was already a dead person.

But something seems wrong. Why is that slut staring at her like that?

Died with eyes wide open in disgrace?

wrong!

It's still blinking.

"You, you're not dead?" The little girl was startled.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

You should know that this corpse poison can easily kill anyone below the Nascent Soul stage.

She exclaimed in surprise and disbelief, "You're just a Qi Refining stage cultivator, how come my poison couldn't kill you?"

Su Diandian smiled apologetically: "I'm resistant to poison, why don't you feed me a little more?"

The little girl flew into a rage, leaped into the air, and finally stopped in front of Su Diandian.

She took the porcelain bottle and dripped it into Su Diandian's mouth.

One drop, two drops, three drops.

Su Diandian did not react.

The little girl got angry and forced the girl to drink the contents of her mouth.

However, because Su Diandian was hanging upside down, she couldn't swallow the excessive amount of poison.

So she glared at the little girl and said, "Put me down, how am I supposed to swallow the poison like this?"

The little girl paused for a moment, then realized it made perfect sense.

And so...

Under the withered tree, Su Diandian hugged the porcelain bottle and drank heavily.

After finishing it, she smacked her lips and said, "Tsk, why does poison have to taste so weird? If it were used for assassination, who could drink it?"

The little girl looked her up and down, and seeing that she had no intention of killing her, she widened her eyes in surprise.

"Ah!" the little girl screamed, "There's no way this poison couldn't kill you! It must be that my corpse poison has lost its effectiveness."

As she spoke, she took things out of the mustard bag.

Before long, Su Diandian found herself surrounded by a pile of porcelain bottles, wooden boxes, and other objects of various sizes.

Before she could ask a question, the little girl shoved the porcelain bottle into her hand.

Half an hour later, Su Diandian leaned against a withered tree and burped.

I'm full.

She picked up a dry blade of grass to pick her teeth. "That pill, make it smaller next time, it gets stuck in my teeth."

The little girl's eyes were filled with madness, "What kind of weird body do you have? I really want to cut you open and see..."

As she spoke, she had already grasped a thin willow-leaf knife in her hand.

She held up the knife and introduced it: "This is the knife that I use to shape corpses. Don't worry, it's very sharp."

After saying that, she reached out and tore at Su Diandian's clothes with one hand.

Because Su Diandian was determined to die, she didn't care at all about her clothes or appearance.

The undergarment she was wearing was borrowed from Sijihuang.

Thinking of this, Su Diandian decided to provoke the little girl again.

She stroked the black undergarment she was wearing and told the little girl with a smile, "See? This is my husband's undergarment, it smells so good..."

Before she could finish speaking, the little girl suddenly stabbed him with a knife.

But before the knife even touched her flesh, Su Diandian heard a "clang" sound beside her ear.

Someone shot down the slender, willow-leaf-shaped blade.

Who ruined her plans?

Su Diandian looked at the person with a sour face and saw that it was Ahei.

At this moment, Ahei's body was covered with sticky, greenish stains and emitted an annoying stench.

Su Diandian sighed, rubbing her forehead, "Brother Hei, could you please not be so punctual next time?"

Ahei remained silent and raised his hammer to smash it down on the little girl.

The little girl nimbly dodged, then pouted at Ah Hei and complained, "Ah Hei, you actually bullied me too."

As she spoke, she leaped into the air and then lightly placed one foot on Ahei's head.

As Ahei swung the hammer at his own head, the little girl was already sitting on his shoulders, hugging his head and giggling.

"Ahei, I miss you so much."

Ahei did not react, but continued to swing his hammer at her.