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

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Su Luo stared at the elders for a moment, and saw that he finally put down two people, and his heart eased.

The small stone faintly glanced down, then stared at Mo Laozu, arrogantly glanced at the sleeves: "Now you can roll."

His voice is understated, but there is an indescribable killing.

The elders were extremely unwilling in their hearts, but under the eyes of Mo Laozu’s ancestors, he could only put down the two people with hatred.

In the end, the elders looked deeply at everyone present and then decided to leave.

Powerful, can really dominate this continent.

At this moment, the elders suddenly realized that they had missed what they had for the Northern Desert royal family these years. For these secular things, he even delayed the cultivation of these major events. The old-fashioned ancestor of the year, who is now on average, is now the peak of the Holy Order, and he is still at the level of leadership.

Thinking of this, the elder's face became very pale, and he stepped and walked away.

After the elders left, the two people of Beichen Ying and Zijing quickly climbed up and rushed toward the Soviet Union with excitement!

Beichen excitedly looked at Sulu’s up and down and looked at her. There was an incredible excitement: “You have nothing to do?” Beichen’s heart has been worried about the Sulu and Nangong Liuyun being chased by the entire Weiyang Palace.

The purple scorpion is also difficult to hide the excitement in the heart, holding the hand of the Soviet Union: "Let's fall, just fortunately there are you, or I will be miserable with Beichen, and I have to be broken by the big elder."

Su Su glanced at them silently: "How do you mix so badly? Isn't there only one Mo Yunfeng chasing you?"

"Mo Yunfeng was solved by us, but..." I quickly glanced at the ink ancestor. For a moment, the whole face was pale, and the figure was almost swaying and falling.

Sue did not slap his shoulders: "You, why are you doing?"

"Land, he, he is..." Just the conversation between the old ancestors and the elders, they can all listen to their ears. If you remember correctly, the elders just called the old ancestor.

Ink Laozuzu ancestors, isn't it the ancestors of the Mohist family? They killed the Mohson son, Mo Yunfeng. Bei Chen Ying mourned, pulling the purple scorpion quickly retreat ten meters away.

Su Luo did not say with a good spirit: "Now I recognize that people are ink ancestors? Late."

After the small stones were handed over, they calmly snorted, then turned and walked eight steps outside, leaving a mighty back and swinging directly into the cabin.

"He, his old man..." Bei Chenying’s voice was a little bit awkward. The old ancestor of ink, that is, even the elders must be humble and knee-high. Now he tells people face to face, he killed the other grandson, this, this...

"People are gone, what are you running? Then again, on this distance of ten meters, people will kill you and reach out, it will be enough, can you still run?" Sue’s forehead pumping, helplessly facing North Chenying Beckon, "Hurry back."

Bei Chen’s shadows came back and hesitated and hesitated: “His old man... don’t you blame?”

"I don't blame sin." Su Luo gave him a positive answer.

"That said, this ink ancestor ... is not really the ink ancestor?" Bei Chen Ying close to the ear of the ear, carefully asked.

Seeing his sincere and fearful appearance, Su Luo was amused. This head is not too stupid to get home, at least smarter than the elders, but also think of this layer.