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

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The man in black is still standing on his back, silently fighting against the clouds.

Those black men, motionlessly block the path of the Soviet Union.

Su Luo smiled coldly: "Clouds, you are just like this."

The cloud is as calm as the deep sea, but at this time it is like a cloud, and it is difficult to calm down.

He turned his hand and put his hands in his hands. He looked at Su's eyes with deep meaning: "Let's fall, now you only have one month to choose."

"What else do you want to say?" Su Luo sneered.

"If, now you promise to come back to me, I can keep you safe and sound." Otherwise...

The words behind the clouds did not say, but everyone understands that it is not their own, that is the enemy.

Su Luo sneered at the corner: "You really don't understand me."

Can the Soviet Union be threatened?

"You hate me so much?" Yun stared at her bitterly and disappointedly.

She would rather choose to die than return to him?

When she thought of her choice, Yunqi only felt the fire in the chest gas, and the anger almost broke him into pieces.

"Yes, I am so disgusted with you." The words of Su Luo are sharp and do not leave half of the old feelings.

The clouds began to smell, the look changed, and the figure was instantly stiff as iron.

"Okay, very good!" He looked at Su Luo coldly and proudly. "Since this is your choice, then you are responsible for it!"

After speaking, Yunqi will retreat to the side.

He showed that the two did not help each other and let them fight.

The black-collar leader saw this, and his eyes went to a group of black people.

He raised his right hand and squatted down!

kill!

This is the death order under the master!

Encounter the fall, kill innocent!

For a time, more than a dozen black people surrounded the Soviet Union and ordered five people to besiege the purple.

On the occasion of the separation of Su Luo and Zi Yan, Su Luo said a word on her side.

"If you have a chance, run!"

Zi Yan nodded: "You are the same! Stay in the green hills without burning wood!"

And maybe the three brothers will come soon!

"Combat!" The Soviets vacated.

At this time, the sun was shining, and the sky was stained with blood and yang, which looked very dazzling.

Below, the endless rolling hills are undulating and the gullies are uneven.

The setting sun fell, golden and sly, and everyone was covered with a layer of orange-red light.

More than a dozen black people shot at the Soviet Union!

No matter who it is, killing the stinking head in front of him, the master will have a reward.

No one can stop their hearts of contention.

The Soviet Union was calm and standing, looking at those who rushed over.

At this time she was calm and calm.

On her shoulder, she sat on a small white dragon.

Waiting for the enemy to rush to the front, the militant little white dragon has already flew away!

"Hey!"

A fierce scream, the black man who rushed to the front, was thrown by the little dragon, and flew away from the far side!

The little dragon is not only flying, but it is also very smart to pick up the heart position.

The man’s chest was pulled out of a huge hole, and when he was thrown up in the air, he was already breathing.

The little dragon borrowed and rushed to the second person.

This time, it is like a bubble pool, still intends to lick the black man's chest.

However, because of the lessons learned from the past, the black man slammed his chest, and the whole body's spiritual power was concentrated in the heart, and he was afraid of being pulled out by a small dragon.

However, the little dragon sometimes seems to be indulgent, but occasionally inspiration.