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

Tan Xue must die, because Su Luo had already received the reward, not to mention ... if Tan Xue did not die, how could he play her? What Su Luo didn't expect is that the Chief Instructor Tan Xue still has a simple skill at hand.

However, Yi Rongshu was the simplest for Su Luo, so she didn't have any nervousness to play Tan Xue.

In this cave ...

Su Luo has been looking around for a week, and as she expected, here is all the goods and wealth of Huolong Mountain.

Tan Xue came here before to get supplies.

Su Luo doesn't know when it will be next time, so he should just pack up all these materials now, so as not to look back and forget.

So when Su Luo waved his hand, the cave of hundreds of square meters became empty in an instant.

After playing himself as Tan Xue, Su Luo smoothly returned to the previous mountain wall.

After climbing in, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Inside the broad mountains, Su Luo really saw the familiar Zhao Mohan and Guan Chi, as well as the days to practice against the wall.

Would you like to serve them all? Su Luo thought for a while and decided to leave them a little life first, at least they would bring her in.

"Coming back?" Guan Qi spoke.

Su Luo learned to talk about snow cold, and nodded slightly.

Guan Chi glanced back at Zhao Mohan.

Zhao Mohan's face was not very good. He asked Nei Hetian, "Master, what if the masked man comes?"

But Hetian's mouth was faint, alienated and indifferent: "He won't come."

Zhao Mohan was surprised: "Why wouldn't he come? It stands to reason ... In a land of **** slaughter, there is such a place full of opportunities. Both the news and the people are here. Which strong person will be absent?

However, He Tian only said lightly, "Someone will stop him from coming in."

Zhao Mohan smiled with eyebrows: "Ginger is still old and spicy, and indeed Master is the best!"

However, He Tian ignored him and only focused on restoring his body.

I don't know if it's his illusion. He always feels that the wound is very itchy and he can't heal. Fortunately, the wound has healed, and the new meat should be fine.

"Master, when are we going in?" Zhao Mohan was anxious.

However, He Tian said coldly: "Wait for your uncles and uncles to come together and go in together. The land of blood-slaughtering gods is extremely dangerous. You better not go in."

"No, Master, Tuer wants to go in!" Zhao Mohan insisted like never before. "Please let Tuer in!"

However, the whole man was cold and indifferent, and when he saw Zhao Mohan so insistent, he didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and rested.

After about a tea time, suddenly there was a sound of gurgling outside!

Not only Zhao Mohan stood up, but even He Tian opened his eyes slightly.

"Oh, brother, how did you get hurt ?!" came a fat, swollen man, who was bizarrely fat, weighing at least two hundred pounds, carrying a rake on his shoulders, and those who did n’t know thought He scribbles.

"Uncle Er." Zhao Mohan got up and saluted the fat man.

The second fat man patted Zhao Mohan's shoulder, and then jumped to Nai Hetian with a smile on his face: "Brother, it's not easy, you will actually send us a help order. How many years did I wait for this old Zhu finally?" . "

Hetian looked faint and corrected: "Convocation order."

The second fat man casually said, "Aren't you a lone ranger? If you can make a summons order, isn't it equal to a help order?"