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

And as soon as He Tian left, he left when ... So Su Luo was skeptical of Zuo Xiao.

Su Luo stared at Jiang's steward in doubt: "The Wraith Prairie looks like ... doesn't seem to be different from other grasslands?"

Jiang steward shook his head with a bitter smile: "Young Master, that's because you haven't entered the real Wraith Grassland. Once you go in, you won't say that."

Su Luo looked at him doubtfully.

Jiang's housekeeper said: "The core area of ​​Wraith Grassland is the real Wraith Grassland. The outer area is just a plain meadow, and the central area ... that is the legendary land of undead."

Su Luo was curious: "The land of the dead ... many people died?"

Jiang steward showed sorrow and indignation: "In the past, millions of people were buried there. What do you say, Master?"

Su Luo moved in his heart: "A million people ... you mean ..."

The Jiang steward nodded, earnestly and earnestly as never before: "The million people used to be practitioners in this area. The practitioners under the old master's rule, all those who did not support Emperor Xuanyuan were buried alive there. "

"It was originally a land of grievances, and then there are millions more grievous souls ... so sullen and grievous, but few people who have been there can come out alive, just come out alive and live It won't be long. "

Jiang steward carefully looked at Su Luo: "Young Master, if you ask the old slave's opinion, the old slave does not recommend you to go."

Su Luo frowned slightly and shook her head seriously: "I must go this time."

Nangong Liuyun has never expressed such an eagerness, and this time, he strongly demanded that ... there must be a reason for him to fly there.

Jiang steward stared deeply at Su Luo.

Su Luo also looked back firmly.

In the end, it was Jiang's steward who defeated first, and he looked at Su Luo helplessly: "Even if he will die ... will the young master be so determined?"

Su Luo nodded decisively.

Jiang steward could not help but smile: "I knew that the young master was such a firm person. He decided that his mind would not change. It was the old slave who surpassed him. I wish the young master is safe and sound ..."

Su Luo nodded.

Jiang steward said: "The land of **** slaughter of God ... there is a door, ordinary people cannot go, they must have the key to open."

Su Luo asked: "The key ... on Zuo Xiao?"

Jiang steward looked at Su Luo and nodded, his young master was always the smartest.

Su Luo said with a good voice, and walked towards the most central direction.

"Little Lord--"

Jiang's housekeeper worried voice sounded behind Su Luo.

Su dropped his consciousness and stopped.

Housekeeper Jiang: "Small master, the land of **** slaughter of gods ... it is the land of the undead. Those who have strength beyond a certain level cannot enter, so the old slaves cannot go in to protect you."

This is why Jiang's steward is unwilling to let Su Luo enter.

He couldn't look at his young master to protect her life.

Su Luo turned back and smiled at the housekeeper, "You can rest assured that I will come out alive."

"If ... the young master can really reach the core of Hong Fuqitian ..." Jiang steward moved his mind, and finally decided to bet on Su Luo's luck. "At that time, the young master might as well go to the temple and look for it. The **** seed of Wraith Prairie. "

Su Luo was curious: "What is it?"

The Jiang steward only smiled bitterly: "If you can control the whole undead world of Wraith Prairie, if you can swallow it, it is not bad to refine an army of undead, but ..."

Su Luo was curious: "Nothing more?"