Qu Tan'er happily admired the expressions of these imperial guards, including fear, despair, pain, fear, discomfort... and so on. In the end, some people couldn't stand the itch, or they felt that they were poisoned, and they could not escape death, and even drew their swords and committed suicide.

Sweeping... Seven or eight died in an instant.

Suicide? A man who is so useless?!

"It's better to kill than to be humiliated!" An imperial guard roared angrily, then drew his sword and tried to wipe his neck, but in the end, the sword disappeared and disappeared? This strange phenomenon caused a stir around him again.

Qu Tan'er held the knife and had a headache.

Unexpectedly, these people are still bloody men.

She threw the knife and said angrily: "A bunch of useless things, don't you have to hurry to die, don't you just get a little itchy powder? You can't stand it at all, dad! My grandfather and I are both for your parents, brothers, sisters, wives, children, and children... It's embarrassing! It's so embarrassing, I've all been thrown into my grandma's house."

"Itchy powder?" someone around exclaimed, "Itchy powder?"

"……Well?"

"..." The person who had just pulled half of the knife stopped. However, the shocked guards did not lose their mind for two seconds and then regained consciousness. Their body was unbearable and they really wanted to wipe their necks! However, when they thought that they committed suicide because they were caught with itchy powder, it was as embarrassing as the man said, it was so embarrassing to the house.

Sure enough, he suddenly drew his sword and committed suicide.

Gripping teeth, angry, resentful eyes...

Qu Tan'er was quite satisfied with the effect, and no one could die again.

Otherwise, it is not easy to explain to the city. No, if everyone dies, there is nothing fun.

Although the Imperial Guards are just itchy powder, the itchy powder taken from her Qu Tan'er is also a special itchy powder. Ordinary itchy powder will automatically recover after about an hour of itching. But what about this itchy powder? Not only is itchy but itchy, but if you get a little powder, it will be itchy for at least three days and three nights, it will take thirty-six hours to recover.

At the beginning, when Qinling was bored, it was given to Qu Tan'er.

Such a good thing that can't kill people and can cure people is so interesting, Qu Tan'er is happy to collect ten or eight bottles.

This move is actually quite poisonous.

A person is itchy for three days and three nights, and he will still take off a layer of skin after surviving. He has no strength to pull a bow and shoot archery and plot against people.

Qu Tan'er stared at the huge square in front of the hall.

I looked at the tens of thousands of imperial guards groaning and whined and scolded my mother and father...

"Everyone, remember that committing suicide by being hit by itchy powder is not worthy of becoming a soldier. As an imperial guard, a soldier has such weak willpower and cannot bear the pain at all. It is better to die early. Anyway, it is embarrassing to live. From now on, after you die, your relatives will continue to embarrass you and will never look up as a human being."

The next moment, countless angry and indescribable gazes looked at them in their voices.

But the position of looking at me is only sound but no one is seen.

Very strange...

Qu Tan'er continued to laugh, Le Youyou sat down, her jade feet were still shaking in the air.

"Dear brothers, I forgot to tell you something." Qu Tan'er deliberately stopped and continued lazily, but what he said was inexplicable, "You know who I am? If you know, you should also know that what I am... It is definitely not an ordinary person."

What does this mean?
Chapter completed!