Wild beast war god

At this moment, Sikong Jing felt that his whole body was on fire and every drop of blood was boiling.

The pain on his face disappeared in a flash.

Then he was enveloped in surprise again. The broken meridians continued to condense and repair in the boiling blood, like a dense spider web, constantly building new channels.

When the drop of blood of all beasts flows to Dantian, a brand new Dantian begins to take shape.

His Dantian is like the head of an unknown giant beast, from light to deep, from invisible to tangible, and finally appears completely!

At this moment, the shrew didn't notice the change in Sikong Jing, and scolded Su Yuexi again: "Who else could it be if it weren't you? The whole Su family knows that you now have a sick husband to support. If you dare to say no, believe me or not. kill you?"

Throwing Su Yuexi to the ground, the shrew stepped on her face with one foot and rubbed it hard.

"Ugly, the second young lady of the Su family, haha..."

The shrew rubbed her big feet and laughed wildly: "If you want me to let go of the blame, you can kneel down and beg me. I have never experienced the feeling of being knelt down and begging for mercy by the master's daughter."

Su Yuexi was stepped on the ground and could not see any expression due to the veil, but her pair of exposed eyes were firm.

It's impossible for her to kneel down!

Seeing this, the shrew laughed even harder: "You are quite stubborn, but I have a lot of ideas. I wonder what effect it will have if I just sit on your sick husband?"

Pulling back her feet, the shrew's huge body walked towards Sikong Jing who was on the thatched bed.

Su Yuexi's face changed wildly, she got up and shouted: "Please don't hurt him, I'll just kneel down for you."

The shrew was stunned and smiled: "The ugly monster is actually in heat?"

"No wonder, it's not easy for a man to want you. Of course, he must enjoy the happiness you have never had in your life."

"But it's too late!"

When the words fell, the shrew had already reached the edge of the thatched bunk and was about to press the top of Sikong Jingtai.

If Sikong Jing was still as weak as before, this pressure would probably kill half of his life, but at this moment, the Dantian and meridians in Sikong Jing's body have fully recovered, and his injuries have healed.

He opened his eyes quickly, and there seemed to be flames in his eyes.

A big calloused hand stretched out and held the shrew's neck, and then her feet lifted off the ground.

Sikong Jing asked indifferently: "How do you want to die?"

Su Yuexi, who was extremely anxious and about to kneel down, stopped and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

At some point, her husband, whose name she didn't even know, stood up on the thatch. He raised the shrew high, his posture was more upright than imagined, his face was sharp and there was no trace of paleness.

Only cold and domineering!

The shrew reacted, and was filled with shock and anger: "Sick Yangzi, let me go, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jing interrupted: "Is this the hand that hit my wife just now?"

Sikong Jing took the shrew's right hand and pulled hard.

One arm was torn out by him. As he screamed, Sikong Jing asked again: "Is this the foot that stepped on my wife just now?"

With another blow from the hand, the shrew's legs fell to the ground, and blood spurted out!

After Sikong Jing finished, he threw her out of the door and kicked out her fallen hands and feet. His eyes returned to Su Yuexi, who was too shocked to speak. He asked softly: "Are you okay? ?”

"you you……"

It was like waking up from a dream, but Su Yuexi still couldn't say a complete sentence:

"I'm fine. Thank you for taking care of me these days." Sikong Jing was used to big scenes. Even if he had only recovered his Dantian and meridians now, he would not have any emotion in teaching a shrew.

Some of them were just a touch of tenderness when they looked at Su Yuexi.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing asked again: "Just now you didn't kneel even if you were stepped on, why did you kneel for me?"

After experiencing bloody betrayal, and suddenly meeting someone who defended himself in such a way, it was hard for Sikong Jing not to be moved.

Su Yuexi's black veil moved, she lowered her head and said, "You are my husband, of course I can't let you be humiliated."

One sentence made Sikong Jing's face stiffen, and unspeakable emotions welled up in his heart.

Yan Ruyu, who had once been sworn to each other, took away everything from him, but now Su Yuexi, who met by chance, was willing to suffer humiliation for him.

How ironic is this?

Sikong Jing sighed: "God, you haven't given up on me completely."

After saying that, he walked up to Su Yuexi.

Without any hesitation, the veil on her face was lifted, revealing a face that looked like a spider web, covered with dense black spider veins, making people sick to see it.

There was still blood dripping from her face after the shrew had just stepped on her.

"Ah? Don't look." Su Yuexi reacted, covered her face frantically, and squatted down.

But Sikong Jing forcefully pulled her hand away.

He wanted to see Su Yuexi's face to see if there was any way to cure it and what the problem was.

Staring at her, the name of a poison flashed in Sikong Jing's mind, and he said coldly: "Crimson spider poison."