Transmigrated into the original heroine whose luck was plundered

Chapter 108 Interrogation

[Brother! Don’t talk to that woman! That’s not me! I’m here, brother!!! Save me!!!]

Su Wan'er groaned, frowned, covered her heart, and her body hunched slightly uncontrollably.

Yun Changfeng's heart tightened, and he quickly strode forward, stretched out his right arm and carefully supported her shaky body, and asked softly: "Is this not yet fully recovered?"

Yun Changfeng slowly helped Su Wan'er to sit down on the bed. Looking at her already extremely pale face, which was now even whiter and almost transparent, with no trace of blood at all, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

"It's okay, I just had a sudden heart palpitation. I'm much better now." Su Wan'er gave a faint smile.

"You're still not fully recovered. Remember to take the tonic I gave you."

"Master also sent some, it's enough."

"What Master gave me belongs to Master, not to me. Anyway, take your medicine well."

Su Wan'er had no choice but to nod. After seeing Yun Changfeng off, her face darkened.

"You were so noisy just now!"

[You bitch! When I get out, I'm going to cut you into pieces! ]

"Su Wan'er" curled her lips and sneered, "It's a pity that you can't get out."

[Where is the system? System, I want to exchange for luck, quick, save me! ]

However, the system that used to come out as soon as Su Wan'er called out seemed to be dead. No matter how hard Su Wan'er called out, it didn't come out. The surroundings were terrifyingly silent.

[How could it be? Where is the system? How dare you play tricks on me? You have taken a lot of the luck I have earned, how dare you abandon me!]

"Su Wan'er" clenched the table on the bed with one hand, veins popped out on her white hand, and a corner of the table was crushed by her.

Crushed sawdust scattered on the couch and remained on her fingertips, but she didn't care at all.

"System!" She almost gritted her teeth as she forced the word out, seeming to hate it very much.

Su Wan'er was also frightened by her reaction. Does this person also know the system?

Who are you?

"Su Wan'er" wiped the sawdust in her hand and did not answer her question, "This body is under my control now. If you have the ability, call out your system. If it is incapable of saving you, I will personally wipe you out."

[You dare! If you kill my master, I will not let you go! My master is the head of Xuantian Sect! ]

"Su Wan'er" said nonchalantly: "Why shouldn't I be afraid? It's enough for one body to have one master."

[You are shameless! That is my body! Mine, mine, mine!!!] Su Wan'er's soul was trapped deep in her sea of ​​consciousness, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out.

She jumped up and down in anger, wishing she could curse that person in the most vicious way.

"Su Wan'er" heard her calling her body all the time, and her eyes were full of disgust. She had been occupying the magpie's nest for so long that she actually thought it was hers.

If it weren't for the fact that this bitch still had good luck protecting her, she would have skinned her alive.

How disgusting.

And she actually used such a disgusting act to threaten her sister. Her sister is too kind and should be spanked. People like this deserve to be spanked!

When she thought of her sister, there was a little more tenderness in Su Wan'er's eyes. She hadn't seen her sister for a long time. She wondered how her sister was doing now?

Does she still remember Wan'er? It was all because of that bitch that her sister had a bad impression of her. She had to work hard to appear in front of her again with a brand new look.

Sister... Wan'er misses you so much...

"A-choo!" Shen Qing's nose felt itchy and he sneezed three times in a row.

She rubbed her nose. Why did it suddenly itch? She looked at the willow tree that blocked out the sun and said, "Willow tree, have you been wafting catkins recently? It's making my nose itch."

The willow tree waved thousands of branches, "So, you want to chop me down?"

Shen Qing: You really don't want the bark anymore now.

"Aqiu." Xiao Huang also sneezed loudly, and his little fleshy wings were trembling.

"Chirp, chirp," Little Yellow called happily, and the catkins from the big willow tree made it sneeze too.

The willow tree looked at the bald bird with something hard to describe. "Silly bird, you were obviously choked by your own fallen feathers, don't blame me."

Shen Qing picked up Xiao Huang and combed off the hair that had fallen off its body. "This is strange. I've applied the hair growth lotion, but why is it still shedding hair?"

"Chiu?" Xiao Huang shook his body, turned his head and used his beak to comb the hair on his back. It was so itchy. Chiu.

Shen Qing pressed his fingertips lightly on the bald skin, wondering what to do if the hair still didn't grow. Maybe Xiao Huang could accept the fact that he was bald?

The innocent little Huang was not sad about the fact that Maomao had not yet given birth. Instead, he chirped happily.

As long as it is held in the palm of its owner's hand, it will be very happy (≥w≤～)

As for the baldness, the owner is already thinking of a solution~

"It seems I have to prepare a new hair growth liquid. This one is still not effective enough." Shen Qing thought to himself.

What can we do if a bird is featherless? A bird without feathers is just like a person without clothes. It is too immoral.

"I'll give you a medicinal bath later, but don't run away." Shen Qing gently touched Xiao Huang's head.

"Chirp~" Little Yellow called softly, hoping that his owner would show mercy.

"It's no use being a spoiled brat, be good, I know you don't like water, but! You're still young, you can't be without hair."

Xiao Huang cried out weakly and buried his head in his chest. He would soak in water again tonight...

Shen Qing looked at the pink and purple glow falling from the sky, wondering how his master's interrogation had gone these days.

I haven't been back to Yunji Peak for a few days...

Wan Ji, who was worried about by Shen Qing, stood in the dungeon of the Discipline Hall. In front of him was Tianmu, whose cultivation was blocked and tied to a black stone.

Tianmu lowered his head and panted weakly, "Were you going to search my soul in the square before? Why, you are silent now?"

Wan Ji drew a line in the air with his finger, Tian Mu groaned, and clenched his hands into fists.

"If you have the guts, just search my soul instead of doing this kind of tricks all the time!"

Tianmu kept twisting his body and kicking his legs down.

"Enough, I say enough!"

Wan Ji looked at him calmly, his fingers moving back and forth non-stop, "I won't stop unless you tell me to. I'm just playing."

Tianmu couldn't stand it anymore, "I'll tell you! Isn't it okay for me to tell you?"

Wan Ji's hand stopped.

The two feathers under Tianmu's feet lost their traction and fell lightly to the ground.

Tianmu was panting and sweating. His thin underwear was sticking to his body with sweat. His face was red and he twisted his body from time to time.

Damn Wan Ji, he sealed his cultivation and still tickled him, what a rude person!

Why do I still feel itchy all over my body after I stopped. I can't scratch the itchy areas, damn it.

Who taught him this interrogation method? It’s so disrespectful!