Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 1332: Insidious Taste 3

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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 and could not escape death, so they drew a knife and killed themselves.

Shuashua... 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. Didn't he see it? This weird phenomenon made the surrounding area commotion again.

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

I didn’t expect these people to be **** men.

She threw away the knife and said angrily: "A bunch of useless things, don't be so anxious if you want to die, aren't they just infected with itching powder? I can't stand this, damn! My father and I are both here Your parents, brothers, sisters, wives, children, children, and descendants...what a shame! What a shame, you have all been thrown into grandma's house."

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

"...Huh?"

"..." The people who had just pulled out the knife stopped. However, the shocked Imperial Guard regained consciousness without losing consciousness for two seconds. His body was itching unbearably and he really wanted to wipe his neck! However, when I thought about committing suicide because of being exposed to itching powder, as that person said, it was really embarrassing and humiliating.

Sure enough, all of a sudden, there were no more people who drew their swords and committed suicide.

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

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

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

Although the guards were just itchy powder, the itchy powder taken out from Qu Tan'er was also a special itchy powder. With ordinary itching powder, the itch will get better automatically after an hour or so. But what about this itchy powder? Not only is it extremely itchy, but if it gets even a little bit of powder, it will itch 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.

Qu Tan'er is happy to collect ten or eight bottles of such an interesting, indestructible, and healing good thing.

This move is said to be a trick, but it is actually quite poisonous.

A man would be itchy for three days and three nights, and lose a layer of skin even if he survived. How could 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.

Looking coldly at tens of thousands of Imperial Guards groaning, wailing, and cursing their mothers and fathers...

"Everyone, please remember that you are not worthy of becoming a soldier if you commit suicide after being poisoned by itching powder. 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, you are alive. It’s also embarrassing. From now on, after your death, your relatives will continue to embarrass you, and they will never raise their heads again."

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

However, 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, then continued lazily, but what he said was incomprehensible, "Do you know who I am? If you do, you should also know who I am. The things on my body...are definitely not ordinary."

What does this mean?

Why does it sound so bad...