Su Yueban felt as if the edge of her cheek was blown by a scorching wind, but it also seemed like it wasn't. Her heart almost stopped beating, and she walked back and forth through the gates of hell.
His heavy body was unable to move. He could only watch as Si Huang continued to point his gun at him. The indescribable feeling made him lose the ability to speak.
It was only when Si Huang looked at him that his gaze was no longer as cold as when he was looking at a dead person that Su Yue finally recovered all her senses. Her blood also recovered its heat and she breathed heavily," Hu…" Wuwuwuwu!"
Phoenix Si looked at Little Fatty Su in astonishment as he sat on the ground in grief.
"F * ck! Grandpa Su was scared to death! Grandpa Su was almost scared to death! Wuwuwuwu!" Su Yue sat down on the ground and wailed. It was not fake. There were indeed tears in his eyes.
