Chapter 4 Punishing the Evil Sister

I've been beaten, but I'm still asking if I dare? I'm mentally retarded?

Su Jiu squinted his eyes and threw out two words with great sincerity: "I dare not."

"I don't have the courage to measure you!" Su Yi grinded his teeth and winked at the followers behind him, asking them to close the door.

Su Jiu took two steps back as if nothing had happened, just leaning against the wall where thick wood was piled up.

"I asked you to escape last night. If you didn't hide in a dark corner and wait for death, you would dare to go back to the Su family to seek death!" Su Yi's eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he pulled out a long whip from his waist, and swung it up, covering it with a faint luster.

Su Jiu was naturally extremely fast, and he grabbed a wooden stick and blocked the whip she was swaying.

Bang!

The wooden stick collided with the whip, which made the tiger's mouth numb.

Is this the vitality?

Su Jiu's eyes were filled with fun, which was quite interesting.

"You trash! I was fooled by you just now without any precautions. Do you really think that my third-level primordial master is a decoration?" Su Yi looked cold and shook the long whip and strangled her neck. The whip had a tiny blade. If the neck was strangled, I was afraid that it would be half a life if I didn't die!

The wooden stick in Su Jiu turned rapidly, deliberately letting the long whip wrap around the wooden stick in her hand, and letting the blade pierce into the wooden stick.

"Bad! My serrated whip is made of cold iron, with five hundred blades embedded on it, which is not something that ordinary wooden sticks can break!" Su Yi said contemptuously, pulling the long whip hard, with a smug smile on his face.

Su Jiufeng raised her eyes lightly: "Who said I'm going to break your whip?"

As she finished speaking, she grabbed both ends of the stick and twisted it suddenly. The slight movement of the knife blade squeezing the stick was not broken, but the force was increased several times.

Su Yi's palm was holding the handle and there was a burning pain. He couldn't grasp the whip at all and was directly pulled away.

With the whip in hand, Su Jiu didn't give her a chance to resist at all. She swung the wooden stick in her hand and greeted her head directly.

The whistle came, and Su Yi subconsciously turned his head.

Bang!

A stick fell down and directly broke Su Yi's nose. The blade of the whip wrapped around the wooden stick pierced into the flesh, and blood immediately spurted out.

"Ah!!" Su Yi screamed, and fell to the ground with blood on his face. The biting pain made her scream and roar: "My face, my face... Su Jiu, you a bastard! I want to kill you, ah!"

The shrill shouts swept open in this remote woodshed, but they couldn't be heard.

Because he was thinking of killing Su Jiu, Su Yi transferred the nearby servants away when he came.

As for the young follower she brought, she had long been scared and paralyzed.

Su Jiu calmly played with the wooden stick, pulling the whip off the wooden stick, and bent down and squatted in front of the twitching Su Yi.

The black shadow suppressed, Su Yi was so scared that her pupils shrank slightly, covered her face with blood, and shouted repeatedly: "Ah... no, I don't want to kill me... I'm your real sister... Su Jiu! You can't kill me!"

What's the point of killing someone?

Su Jiu smiled and shook his head: "How could I kill you? You are my real sister? But since you are the real sister of a waste, how can there be no similarities?" She said, grabbing her wrist, pressing the wooden stick on Su Yi's right wrist, and then pressing it with a blank expression, clicking, and the sound of the bone breaking.

"ah!!"

Su Yi's eyes widened and he fainted.

"You guys, right?" The boy's thin lips twitched, his face was a little smile, and his elegant appearance in white clothes formed a sharp contrast with Su Yi, who was covered in blood on his face!

The group suddenly felt cold on their backs, fear enveloping them, and their limbs were almost stiff enough to move.

"It's really boring."

Su Jiu threw down the wooden stick in a bland manner, then stepped over Su Yi and walked straight towards the door.

When the boy in white approached, they felt that the hairs on their bodies stood up, as if the boy in front of them was not a human at all, but a ghost seeking his life from the underworld!
Chapter completed!