Qu Tan'er happily admired the expressions of these guards, including panic, despair, pain, fear, discomfort... reluctance, etc. In the end, some people couldn't stand the itching, or felt that they were poisoned.

Finally unable to escape death, he drew his sword and committed suicide.

Swish... seven or eight people died at once.

Suicide? A dignified man, so useless?!

"I would rather kill than humiliate!" One of the Imperial Guards roared angrily. Then, he drew his knife and tried to wipe his neck, but in the end, the knife disappeared and disappeared. This weird phenomenon caused a stir in the surrounding area |

move.

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

I didn’t expect these people to be considered bloody men.

She threw the knife away and said angrily: "A bunch of useless things, don't be so anxious if you want to die, aren't they just infected by some itchy powder? You can't stand this, damn! My father and I are here for your parents, brothers and sisters

My wife, children, children and grandchildren...what a shame! What a shame, they were all left at grandma's house."

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

"……Well?"

"..." The people who had just pulled out the knife stopped. However, the shocked Imperial Guard did not lose consciousness for two seconds and regained consciousness. His body was itching unbearably, and he really wanted to wipe his neck! However, when he thought that it was due to the itching powder,

Just committing suicide, as that person said, would be really embarrassing.

Sure enough, all of a sudden, there were no more people who had drawn their swords to commit suicide.

There are more gnashing of teeth, anger, and resentful eyes...

Qu Tan'er was quite satisfied with the effect, as long as no one died anymore.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to Chengcheng. No, there would be no fun if everyone died.

Although it is said that the guys in the Imperial Guard are just itching powder, the itching powder taken from Qu Tan'er is also a special kind of itching powder. With ordinary itching powder, if you itch for an hour or so, you will be healed.

It will get better automatically. But what about this kind of itching powder? Not only is it extremely painful, but if you get a little bit of powder, you will be itchy for at least three days and three nights, and it will take thirty-six hours to recover.

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

It was such an interesting thing that could not kill anyone, but could also heal people. Qu Tan'er was happy to collect ten or eight bottles of it.

This move can be said to be a way of teasing people, but it is actually quite poisonous.

A person suffers from itching for three days and three nights, and loses a layer of skin even after surviving. How can he still have the strength to draw a bow and shoot arrows to assassinate people?

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

Watching with cold eyes, tens of thousands of Imperial Guards groaned, wailed, and cursed their mothers and fathers...

"Everyone, please remember that if you commit suicide after being poisoned by itching powder, you are not worthy of becoming a soldier. As a guard or a soldier, your willpower is so weak that you can't bear any pain. It's better to die early. Anyway, living is shameful.

From now on, after you die, your relatives will continue to embarrass you and will never look up to you again."

The next moment, countless eyes with complex and unspeakable resentment followed the voice.

However, from where I looked, there were only sounds but no figures.

Very weird...

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

"Brothers, I forgot to tell you something." Qu Tan'er paused deliberately and continued lazily, but what he said was also incomprehensible, "Do you know who I am? If you do, you should also know what I am about.

...It will definitely not be ordinary."

What does this mean?
Chapter completed!