Ancestral God's goblin, she's cute and crazy

Chapter 367 Tongue Cut
The people around watched it and started talking about it.

When Shen Wan came out, she heard someone outside say, "I heard that A Luo spoke ill of others and was dragged away by a cold man. He is so domineering and handsome."

"The action just now was really A to burst!"

"Looking at his sullen look, Arlo might die a miserable death."

Shen Wan frowned, her heart skipped a beat, "Where did they go?"

"Over there." One of them pointed in the direction.

Shen Wan immediately went to the pointed direction, she hurriedly walked, frowning tightly, looking in the direction of the road ahead.

Fu Shenyao. Stop doing bad things!

Looking at Shen Wan's back, Jiang Tingting froze in place, not daring to follow, hesitated for a long time, finally gritted her teeth, and followed.

A Luo was dragged all the way to the roof of the building by Fu Shenyao.

He slammed him violently, and threw him to the ground. On the ceiling, the cold wind blew loudly, blowing Fu Shenyao's windbreaker and hair directly.

His forehead was exposed, making his dark eyes even more cold and frightening.

He stood in front of A Luo, with his back to the light, and A Luo stared at him, only feeling the cold aura all over his body, his face was covered by shadows, and his expressions and emotions could not be seen clearly.

A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, and Fu Shenyao's gloom and coldness swept over A Luo, and A Luo shuddered.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Arlo's voice trembled, "I, I just listened to what others said."

Fu Shenyao ignored Ah Luo, just took out a pack of wet tissues from the pocket of the windbreaker, lowered his eyes, and wiped his hands gracefully. After a long while, he threw away the wet tissues in his hand, There was disgust between the brows and eyes, the thin lips squirmed slightly, and said a word coldly, "Dirty."

Manic, cold, and slightly obsessed with cleanliness.

In his world, the only thing he felt was that Shen Wan was not dirty. He felt very clean at first glance, and he wanted to take it home and hide it, so that no one would defile it.

After he finished speaking, two men came up on the rooftop.

"Master, what's your order?" The visitor said respectfully.

Fu Shenyao raised his chin towards A Luo who was on the ground, "I cut off my tongue."

His tone was cold and ruthless.

Fu Shenyao is a devil, he never cares about you so much, as long as he wants to mess with you, then you have no way out, it's just so cold and vicious.

He raised and lowered his hands, his expression remained unchanged, he was truly vicious, and his methods were iron-fisted.

"Yes."

The two men got orders and walked over to pull Aruo up.

A Luo screamed begging for mercy and calling for help, while Fu Shenyao stood there, cold and dignified, independent of the world, turning a blind eye.

He even felt a little noisy, so he turned around and walked to the side, "Call someone to call the three judges up later."

"Called up for what?"

Hearing the soft female voice, Fu Shenyao was taken aback for a moment, and looked towards the entrance of the rooftop.

At the entrance of the rooftop, Shen Wan stood there, wearing a black down jacket with the zipper unzipped, revealing the white skirt she was wearing underneath.

"Wanwan." He murmured, and suddenly strode over, "Why are you here?"

"What are you doing?"

Fu Shenyao frowned, "It's nothing."

"Get out of the way." Shen Wan frowned.

A Luo's screaming and begging for mercy was heard next to her ear, and the cold wind whizzed towards her, and Shen Wan was startled when she heard it.

Fu Shenyao didn't move, because he didn't want Shen Wan to see the bloody scene.

His lips moved slightly, trying to explain something, but Shen Wan frowned tightly, and the look in his almond eyes was dark, as if he was angry.

"Don't be angry." Fu Shenyao said.

(End of this chapter)