Su Luo was so depressed that she almost vomited blood. Does blood taste good? Of course her blood tastes good. It is the best tonic in the world. It can bring human flesh and bones to life. How can it not taste good? This old guy just drank it.
Half of the blood in the body is gone, what else do you want to do!
Of course, even though I have a lot of complaints in my heart, I can still show weakness on my face.
"Ahem." Su Luo cleared her throat, "Are you busy here? Then I won't disturb you."
After Su Luo said this, she turned around and wanted to run away.
The old man was driven insane by her and completely lost his mind. It was impossible to say that Su Luo didn't feel guilty.
However, before Su Luo could take a few steps, she was stopped by a cold voice.
"stop!"
Although Patriarch Mo was always in high spirits, his sharp eyes that were unique to strong men were still very scary, staring at Su Luo's back until it almost burned into the ground.
Su Luo's raised feet were hanging in the air, and she turned around helplessly with a flattering smile on her face: "Hey, what do you want me to do?"
"Come here!" Old Ancestor Mo put one hand behind his back and waved towards Su Luo with the other hand. His movements were like summoning a small pet.
It's your sister's! You asked me to go, and I just went? Wouldn't that be very shameful? And why did you go there? Didn't you want to drink my girl's blood? Su Luo complained depressedly in her heart, but there was no expression on her face.
Dare to show displeasure.
Considering that this old guy was not mentally healthy, Su Luo did not dare to do anything that would irritate him.
The lunatic is not scary, but the lunatic is powerful in martial arts. No one is sure whether a lunatic at the peak of the holy level will still be alive if he slaps him.
"Come here!" The old madman obviously had very little patience. When he saw Su Luo standing still, his thick eyebrows immediately furrowed.
Su Luo felt extremely helpless. Because in the absence of an absolute strong person, all the conspiracies and tricks could not be carried out, so Su Luo could only take three steps forward and two steps back depressingly to delay time.
While she was stalling for time, she was thinking of ways to escape.
Thinking of this, Su Luo sadly discovered that she had so much experience in escaping. Ever since she traveled to this different world, Su Luo found that she rarely had a stable life for a few days and spent most of her time running.
Run, run... longer than the distance Forrest Gump ran.
Ancestor Mo saw Su Luo dragging her feet like a snail and didn't say anything. He just stared coldly at her... right wrist with a gloomy face.
Being stared at by his burning eyes, Su Luo suddenly felt a sneer in her heart. Isn't this old guy afraid that his spirit will be invaded by black spots and his whole brain will collapse?
Su Luo was communicating with Xiao Shitou in her mind.
"Should I let him suck it again?" Su Luo asked tentatively.
"Suck it! How much blood do you think you still have in your whole body? It's already severely ischemic. If you suck it a few more times, your life will be almost gone!" What's more important is that the blood of the smelly girl is so precious.
He really couldn't stand being ruined by that old lunatic!
"Then what should we do?" Su Luo asked helplessly.
"Run!" Xiao Shitou glared, "Don't you know how to teleport? Run quickly!"
"But my teleportation is only three thousand meters at a time." Su Luo spread her hands helplessly, "The old madman's instantaneous speed must be faster than my teleportation!"
Who said she was just getting started with teleportation? A short three thousand meters, for others, is an unreachable speed, but for a peak Saint-level powerhouse like the old madman, this is simply not enough.