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

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"Chu San?" Su Luo was pulled and hurried away, looking up at the familiar side face.

From the time he met Chu to the present, he has always been passionate about the sun, and he has never been as anxious as he is now.

"You...what's wrong?" What kind of ice and snow cleverness can make Chu San rush into this, 99% is to save people.

And save people... who to save?

The body of the Soviet Union was slightly stiff.

Chu San does not say a word, only pulls Su Luo quickly.

The little prince staring at the half of the panda's eyes rushed up from behind and grabbed the other hand of the Soviet Union: "Don't go!"

Chu San is depressed and nowhere to vent, immediately mad at the young boy: "You are a little rabbit..."

When he saw the face of the young boy, his voice stopped.

The young boy provocatively raised his chin to Chu Chu: "Oh, continue to swear!"

The cold sweat of Chu Sanyi.

Now he finally wants to understand, the reason why Murong Mo was escorted by a group of imposing court guards is definitely offending the little prince.

"His Royal Highness Prince." The young emperor of the Chu Dynasty sang a ritual. "I have a lot of offenses under my urgency. Please bear with me."

After that, Chu San took the Soviet Union and continued to run fast, and the speed did not slow down.

"Where are you going, I have to go!" The little prince chased very urgently, but Chu San speed is not something he can catch up with, so he can only see Chu San with the Soviet Union going farther and farther, until two small The black dot disappears into the line of sight.

The little prince was so angry that he made a fist and yelled at the guards: "Catch me!"

The little prince was the most irritating. After Chu San hurriedly took away the Soviet Union and stirred up his curiosity, he could not have happened this time!

At this moment, Chu San took a mount with Su Luo and flew away to the Nangong Family Headquarters.

This is a popular race, and the speed is as fast as it is.

Its back is wide enough to accommodate ten people, and at the moment, only two people sit opposite each other.

Su Luo frowned and looked at Chu San, and Chu San is also using an unspeakable gaze to stop the words of Su Luo.

"Say it." Su Luo looked at him. "Who are you going to see me?"

Seeing the calmness of Su Luo, the sword eyebrows of Chu San were deeply wrinkled, and the look between them was quite bad.

"If there is nothing else, I..." Su Shi made a hurdle to jump down the Wanli match, and Chu San shouted at him.

"Don't you know at all?" Chu San looked at the slender back of Su Luo, his eyes were dark and gloomy, with a hint of blame, "Do you really know nothing?"

"What?" Su Luo stood on the wind of Wanli, and looked down at Chu San, who was opposite her, and her eyes were deep.

"Nangong Liuyun is dying." Chu San suddenly came to a sudden sentence, so that the Soviet Union fell back subconsciously, almost rolled down the Wanli match.

Fortunately, Chu San responded quickly, grabbed the Soviet Union, and pulled the whole body from the side of the Wanli match.

"It seems that you are not completely indifferent." Chu three slowly relieved, he is most afraid of the inaction of the Soviet Union, if this is the case, Chu San really do not know whether he will hate her.

The Su of the Sud, who was pulled up, sat stiffly on the wind of Wanli, and tried to open his mouth several times, but he could not ask.

Chu San looked at such a down, sighed, sat next to her and looked at her.

"He really?" Su fell in his hands and hugged his knees, looking sideways at Chu San, the beautiful and clear eyes, as if they had been taken away by the soul.