Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 999 "Lin Chunju"

Not only did Yu Mengyu feel something was wrong, but even Fang Miao's face changed.

Lin Chunju said what you just said?
It's too weird.

Hair as hard as iron was tied up on the sofa.

The leather sofa was riddled with holes, and the stuffing inside was flying all over the sky.

Fluttering and falling on "Lin Chunju".

She cursed like a cannonball.

"Can you be a little more environmentally conscious, or open an enchantment or something, hey, it won't work."

"Lin Chunju" tilted her head, and Yu Mengyu's hair pierced through the air past her ears, and penetrated deeply into the wall behind.

Pull it out again, leaving densely packed small holes.

"Your lethality is a bit too weak. Are you going to make a row of walls to scare the trypophobic patients to death? Then you succeeded, it's really disgusting. I'm not talking about the wall, but your hair. Can you tie up your long hair? , you look like a female ghost, do you know that?"

"I'm not welcome if you want to do this again."

While talking, the person who looked like an old lady shot fiercely.

The fiery aura almost materialized and condensed in the palm of his hand.

The strands of hair were stuck on it, leaving no trace, instead it was grabbed hard.

"Lin Chunju" pushed hard, only to hear Yu Mengyu's scream.

The scalp seemed to be pulled off, and blood spots oozed from the roots of the hair.

Fang Miao's head hurts just looking at it, let alone Yu Mengyu who is going through all this.

Yu Mengyu hurriedly wanted to pull back her hair, but "Lin Chunju" held her hand and would not let go.

It's like using the long hair as a rope for a tug-of-war.

Wrestle with Yu Mengyu.

The physical pain was secondary, and Yu Mengyu was tortured psychologically.

Yu Mengyu let out a scream when he saw that the hair that he regarded as a treasure was broken.

In this tug-of-war, "Lin Chunju", who looked old and frail, had the absolute upper hand.

Yu Mengyu saw herself being pulled over bit by bit, and the other hand was already brewing spiritual energy.

Ready to hit her in the chest when she gets close.

Yu Mengyu finally decided to give up, and cut off his hair like a strong man severing his wrist.

The hair suddenly broke from the root, and "Lin Chunju" staggered violently holding the hair.

Teng Teng Teng took a few steps back and stabilized his figure.

Just about to say something, I looked up and couldn't help laughing.

Laughing forward and backward, the laughter was extremely harsh.

Among the long, beautiful hair, the one that was cut off just now was too obvious.

It's almost like a piece of inexplicable baldness.

Very hurtful, very insulting.

"Lin Chunju" was out of breath laughing, and her speech became intermittent.

"You lost your hair a long time ago, what will you do in the future, if you fight with others with your head bare, you will have to laugh people to death."

"what!"

Yu Mengyu let out a sharp howl, frantically concentrating all his spiritual energy on his two arms, kicked off with one foot, and rushed towards him like a fired shell.

No matter who this person is, she wants him to die!

"Damn, seriously? Why don't you use hair? Otherwise, I'll grab a handful from the left side for you, and it will still be symmetrical. When someone asks you, you will say that this is the latest fashion hairstyle."

While provocatively, "Lin Chunju" raised the hair in his hand to the air.

The hair is like rain, and it hurts to look at it.

Seeing this, Yu Mengyu's eyes showed deep-seated resentment, wishing to tear the person in front of him alive.

Fang Miao looked at the man with Lin Chunju's face, and was too terrified to move.

For a moment, he felt a little rejoiced, and looked at Yu Mengyu with sympathy.

This person is obviously not the real Lin Chunju.

If Lin Chunju had this kind of personality before, I'm afraid she could really be mad at her to death.

(End of this chapter)