The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Su Luo whispered comfortably. "If he lived for a lifetime and confused Li Yaoyao as a treasure, then it is really not as good as death."

Zi Yan thinks that Su Luo’s argument makes sense, but he still has regrets: "But it’s a pity that the second brother did not see the true face of Li Yaoyao until the last moment. If he is not so obsessed in the morning, he will not die. ""

Su Luo smiled and shook his head: "If it is not the last moment of life, how can he see the true face of Li Yaoyao?"

Only at the moment of life and death, Li Yaoyao’s true face will be revealed, and Situ will be desperate. This is the catastrophe destined for Stuart.

"But it's good, you have a bit of a win." Su's mood looks very good.

Originally, if Li Yaoyao was completely annihilated by the army, then the four towers of the strong man joined the group of Ziyan, a total of six strong, how to deal with Beichen Shadow and Zijing? Well now, the four towers of the strong man should be dead.

"Now the four people are still not dead, and Li Yaoyao has not yet scored a victory. Now it seems that it is too early to say." Purple eyes with a trace of worry.

Su Luo shook his head: "Look, Li Yaoyao really can't die this time."

The so-called good man does not live long, the scourge is a thousand years, Li Yaoyao is the life of the scourge.

At this point, the scene on the battle table is a bit funny.

Situ was down, but he was not blind, and his eyes widened and he looked straight at Li Yaoyao.

Li Yaoyao was cold by his gaze, and his heart trembled. She held the pillars with timidity and died.

The four towers of the big tower seemed to negotiate well, step by step toward the pillar where Li Yaoyao was.

Step by step.

Every step made a loud noise.

A strong sense of oppression shrouded Li Yaoyao.

"No, don't come over, don't come over..." Li Yaoyao shook his head desperately.

However, the four towers of the Zhuanghan were completely unmoved, and the pace was neatly cut, and the sound was deafening.

In the end, the four of them stood in front of the column.

Above the column, Li Yaoyao's legs were tightly clamped to the cylinder, and he refused to die.

Things are deadlocked here.

The following four people can't go up, Li Yaoyao above can't come.

With the death of Stuart, the influence of the blood sacrifice on them is gradually weakening.

And in their consciousness, there is no loss of the word, only the battle in the end, dead and then eight words.

The four towers of the strong man looked at each other and then extended their right hand neatly.

"Hey--" Four right fists slammed into the cylinder.

Even the columns made of deep sea iron are not able to withstand their full blow.

The cylinder shook, and Li Yaoyao broke out with a sharp scream.

Su Luo frowned: "How do you feel that the strength of the four towers of the strong man has recovered a bit?"

Nangong Liuyun frowned: "Well, the role of the blood sacrifice is gradually disappearing."

Su Shen looked at Li Yaoyao without hesitation. If it is now, Li Yaoyao can still win, but as time goes by, her winning face will gradually decrease until she dies.

"Tell her about this." Su Luo was helpless.

She did not want to save Li Yaoyao, but did not want to waste the blood sacrifice effect that Situ was exchanged for with her life.

If Li Yaoyao dies, the four towers will return to their original strength, and they will be miserable.

"Li Yaoyao, come down, now you have also played, wait for the influence of the blood sacrifice to disappear, do you think you can escape?" Ziqi hands are trumpet-shaped, shouting loudly.