บท 424: Li Ziqi's Identity

Tiny light spots shot out from the friction of Sun Mo's fingers. Before they dissipated, they gathered to form a golden arrow that shot into Bian Yuanshan's forehead with a swoosh.

Pa!

Bian Yuanshan's head inclined back and after it returned to its original position, his eyes were in a blurry state, completely lost focus.

After that, he turned his head to the left and then to the right, with drool coming out from his semi-opened mouth and dripping onto his clothes.

These angst students, who had wanted to curse Sun Mo, saw that Bian Yuanshan had turned into an idiot. They felt as if a sharp silver needle had pierced fiercely into their coccyx and they shuddered. Their butt holes tightened up and they subconsciously shut their mouths.

They were all holding their breaths, afraid of angering Sun Mo.

"F*ck!"

Bai Ziyu cursed.

"What do you want?"

Sun Mo immediately looked over.