The wise and mighty young Lord Mu was actually abused by a turtle!
Mu Qingge looked up speechlessly at the sky... no, at the cave ceiling. Her feelings were really complicated at this moment!
"Qingge, what do you want to do with it?" Si Mo turned and asked Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge sighed with 'a lack of interest'. "Whatever, just don't let it live." If it weren't for her special constitution, she would have been tortured to death by this damn turtle hundreds of times already!
If it weren't for this turtle being immune to the poison of this spring, she really would like to let it taste the pain of its flesh rotting away.
"Hmm..." Si Mo frowned in difficulty, looking down at the Demon Turtle at his feet.
"Spare me, Demon Lord! Spare me, Demon Lord! The little turtle didn't know this gentleman was your beloved, otherwise I wouldn't dare to make it difficult!" The Demon Turtle was making its final desperate struggle.
However, Si Mo felt no sympathy.
