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

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The space is full of magical works! The burning of the Olympics is fifty talents!

Because it requires countless auras, Su Luo is in the elite SS training room, staying for one month.

When the Soviet Union came out, she still seemed to deify the eight-star strength, but the combat power has greatly increased.

Originally, the fallen red lotus can also be upgraded, but the flames in the elite SS are now very arrogant and don't eat, which makes the Soviet Union very worried.

When Su Luo opened the door, the first thing he saw was Xiao Ke.

Xiaoke’s eyes fixed on the eyes of the Soviet Union.

"What are you looking at?" Su was not angry.

"Eyes." Xiaoke honestly answered.

The last time it was red and swollen, it seems to be back to normal.

If there is another person in the world who does not lie, then this person is definitely a small gram.

What he said was always the truth.

Su Luo did not look good at him.

Xiao Ke took out a bag from his arms and threw it into the arms of the Soviet Union. He did not say a word.

Sue took the bag and looked at it: "Hey, what is this?"

Su Luo hadn't recognized anything yet, but she saw the scream of excitement in her fallen red lotus: "Jinfeng Tiansha!"

Not waiting for the reaction of the Soviet Union, the fallen red lotus has already taken the Jinfeng Tiansha and eaten it clean.

Su Luo was stunned, and had not had time to ask more questions. Even the fallen red lotus waved a hand at the Soviet Union: "Good things, continue to, fifty pounds, I went to practice."

After that, the fallen red lotus ran away and disappeared.

Fifty pounds? Su Luo almost vomited blood.

Just now, Xiaoke took it at a glance, but it was a big appetite. The opening was fifty pounds. Where did Su Luo buy it?

At this time, the vice president of the Central Emperor actually came in personally.

The deputy director of the cold looked at Xiaoke, and the eagle’s nose was cold and cold, and the voice was cold: “The dean has a request, please follow me.”

The so-called dean of the deputy dean, it is a big man, mysterious, even the students of the Central Emperor College have never seen him.

For others, the dean of the Imperial College summoned, it was absolutely excited to go crazy, but Xiaoke did not have any interest, and even lazy to look at the cold deputy dean.

The deputy dean of the cold had thought that he had personally come and invited people, enough to give you face, and this young boy would be arrogant, at least it would converge.

As a result, it was as arrogant as the last time!

If it was the last time, the deputy dean of the cold would definitely go and go, but the deputy dean of the cold can clearly feel that the last time he did not ask for Su Luo and Xiao Ke, the dean of the dean was somewhat dissatisfied with him. It is.

Thinking of this, the deputy dean of the cold had to bear the wrath of the anger, looked at Xiaoke, and squeezed a very stubborn smile: "Before the Donghua College honor guard war, you are doing very well, the dean will definitely reward you. If you don't go, things will be gone."

Xiaoke frowned: "I didn't want it."

The deputy director of the cold was almost killed.

Didn't want it? How could a cultivator not want it? Even his cold Yan Ming, practicing to this extent, still hopes to have more treasures to improve cultivation.

Su Luo suddenly turned a bright light and said to Xiao Ke: "Go and go, ask the dean if there is 50 pounds of Jinfeng Tiansha."

Xiao Ke: "...oh."

The deputy director of the cold looked at Xiaoke. Before he even talked, Xiaoke had already urged him: "Go away! How slow is the action! Do you have dementia?"