Chapter 135 of the Human Soul: Crying Tu Su

Young Master Tu Su weakly opened his eyes. Shi Dundun stared at Young Master Tu Su with a smile on his face, but this smile seemed extremely evil to Young Master Tu Su.

"Kill...kill me..., otherwise..." Mr. Tu Su muttered feebly.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you. Please speak louder. Maybe you haven't fully woken up yet? Then I'll talk to you for a while." After Shi Dundun finished speaking, he put Mr. Tu Su on the ground and then took off his pants.

"No...no...don't..." The iron-clad Master Tu Su finally couldn't hold on and made a sound that was almost pleading.

"Eh? Brother Lang, look, why is he crying? He looks so pitiful!" Shi Dundun couldn't help feeling pity when he saw Mr. Tu Su's tears streaming down his face.

"Are you crying? Let me take a look." A Lang was extremely curious when he heard that the extremely tough Mr. Tu Su would cry and beg for mercy.

Alang put Xue'er who was sleeping soundly aside, moved in front of Mr. Tu Su, squatted down and looked at Mr. Tu Su's face carefully.

"Oh, I really cried! Look at how old you are, why are you still crying like a little kid? Are you ashamed? Okay, okay, I won't irritate you anymore, be good, stop crying. , please tell us how to leave this secret realm, otherwise we will be in trouble." As A Lang said, he reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mr. Tu Su's eyes.

Faced with the evil deeds of the two "demons" in front of him, especially A Lang's insulting comfort, Master Tu Su's blood began to flow again. Thinking that he would be humiliated again if he fell into a coma, Mr. Tu Su tried to calm down, "I have... a way... to leave... but now... I can't... use it, I must... recover... .Full...body shape."

"Return to full body shape? How to do it? I don't know how to treat it? Is it hydrotherapy?" A Lang scratched his head and looked at Shi Dundun helplessly.

"Hydrotherapy? What the hell? Do you mean you want to continue talking to him?" Shi Dundun looked confused.

"No... no... it's not ba!" Master Tu Su instinctively felt fear when he heard the word ba, "Only... high-level... monks from Tianxin Hall can... have a way to treat it. ...my remaining body..."

"Senior monk of Tianxin Hall? Xue'er is from Tianxin Hall. Xue'er will be able to do something when she wakes up, but how to wake up Xue'er?" A Lang looked at Xue'er sleeping sweetly beside him and felt worried.

"Brother Lang, think about it again, is there anything else besides water that can be used? How about I shake Sister Xue'er first and see if I can wake her up?"

"No, don't shake her. She can't help you shake her. I'll think about it again." A Lang touched his chin, "Water? It should be something like water." After finishing his words, A Lang looked around. Like looking for something.

"Eh? Dundun, what are those two?" Alang was curious when he saw the little white pig and the little dragon-headed centipede sleeping on the ground.

"You brought them here, and the ropes around their necks are still yours! Have you forgotten them too?"

"Did I bring it here? I have no impression! Huh? This pig is sleeping soundly. Now, I have an idea!" A Lang was intrigued when he saw the little white pig sleeping soundly.

With a squeaking sound, Ah Lang grabbed the rope tied around the little white pig's neck and pulled hard, directly pulling the little white pig down in front of him.