Wen Jiang was so angry that the blue blood vessels on his forehead were throbbing, and the fine blood vessels spread from the back of his hand to his neck and then to his eyeballs!
There was blood in his eyes and murderous intent!
Everyone around him was worried about him, but he was so angry that he was almost going crazy, but he refused to take any action!
Why not take action? Because Wen Jiang knew very well that he could not beat Su Luo!
When Su Luo hit him just now, he knew that Su Luo's strength had improved again.
How could Su Luo, who was already unable to win, win now that her strength had increased?
Wen Jiang would never do something that would just get him beaten up. How embarrassing would that be?
The reason why he was so arrogant just now was that he was just taking advantage of the power of the Shura world, bluffing and bullying.
So, one wanted to use the power of the Shura Realm to suppress Su Luo, and the other wanted to use Wen Jiang's hand to suppress Su Luo...
Wen Jiang tilted his head, and his scarlet eyes fell on Feng Songyuan's face.
Feng Songyuan suddenly had a very bad premonition.
Sure enough, Wen Jiang stared at Feng Songyuan and stammered aggrievedly, "Boss Feng, I'm your man, you have to make the decision for me!"
Su Luo almost vomited blood.
This burly, strong man didn't dare to fight with her, but instead complained to the people of the Shura Realm? This was simply... beyond Su Luo's imagination.
Feng Songyuan was also dumbfounded.
What... is going on?
Feng Songyuan took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, thinking that Wen Jiang had indeed surrendered to him, and Su Luo was his enemy, so he stared at Su Luo with cold eyes, as if he wanted to make the decision for Wen Jiang.
"Su Luo! Are you dissatisfied with Wen Jiang's discipline? You must understand your current identity. You are a prisoner. As a prisoner, you must act like a prisoner, understand?" After Feng Songyuan taught Su Luo a lesson, he wanted to turn around and leave.
Because he thought this was too childish and he felt ashamed to care about it!
However, Su Luo's voice sounded behind him. Su Luo said, "Oh, prisoner, I see. Prisoners don't know how to make medicine or treat illnesses, right?"
Feng Songyuan's back was stiff.
Su Luo chuckled: "Hey, what kind of grass is this on the wall? Weeping Soul Illusion Rain Grass? It's a herb that detoxifies."
Feng Songyuan's whole body was stiff.
He clenched his fists, turned around, and glared at Wen Jiang: "Did I let you bully me? Why don't you apologize now?!"
Wen Jiang pointed at himself with his right index finger in disbelief: "...Me?"
Feng Songyuan snorted coldly.
Wen Jiang had an urge to slap Feng Songyuan to death and then slap himself to death.
He himself was slapped by Su Luo, and he was still asked to apologize? Is there any justice in this world?
But now it doesn’t matter whether it is fair or not. What matters is that everyone is poisoned and only Su Luo can detoxify. It’s that simple.
"I..." Facing Feng Songyuan's cold and sharp gaze, Wen Jiang took a deep breath, and then another deep breath. Finally, he walked to Su Luo in a depressed tone, lowered his voice, and said quickly and vaguely: "I'm sorry!"
Su Luo looked at Feng Songyuan innocently: "What is he talking about?"
Without waiting for Feng Songyuan to speak, Wen Jiang, his face flushed red, shouted, "I'm sorry!!!"
Su Luo frowned and said to Feng Songyuan with disgust, "Is he saying sorry? I thought he said 'kill you'."
Wen Jiang was so angry that his eyes almost popped out. Finally, he bowed deeply to Su Luo at a ninety-degree angle, gnashing his teeth and uttering a voice that was neither loud nor soft: "Sorry."
Su Luo hummed and warned him, "Since you know you're sorry, don't do such stupid things in the future. Arguing with you will lower my intelligence. I really don't want to do this."
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