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

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"No, you took me to Lao Chen today, and this thing is worth the price." Su Luo said with a smile.

For Su Xiaoyuan, it is only ten gold coins, but it is a great benefit to himself. If there is no Su Xiaoyuan leading the way, she can not enter the door of the old Chen family.

"But..." Su Xiaoyuan still did not dare to accept.

Not waiting for Su Xiaoyuan to resign, Su Luo will give him a look. "Reassured, there will be something to do after you do. Your task has been completed today, go back soon." She really wants to use Su Xiaoyuan later. The place.

After that, Su Luotou did not return to leave.

Because she could feel it, there was a hot gaze staring at her back.

Turning east and west, in a dead end, Su Luo stopped and walked back and smiled: "Is Liu’s friend personally sending me home? Now I have arrived at the door, do you want to come in and have a drink? tea?"

As the voice of Su Luo fell, two figures suddenly appeared in front of her.

The two men condensed and their eyes were murderous. They stepped toward Su's step by step, and finally left her in the middle.

"You want to kill me? Why?" Su Luo looked at the two.

"You know too much." In fact, a tall man snorted.

"Proactively hand over the cyan crystal spar, leave your whole body, otherwise..." The short man snorted coldly.

These two people are very ordinary, and they are drowned in the crowd, which is extremely difficult to find out. However, their strength is not low, they are all in the third order.

The fall is only the second-order peak.

If the two of them embraced each other, they would not be able to beat them. The only thing to do now is to kill one of them first and then plan.

Su’s thoughts were done, and she looked at the short man with a smile: “Would you like a cyan? Is this difficult? Then—”

The voice did not fall, a small piece of spar was cut through the air and flew away in the distance.

This throw, exhausted all the strength of the Soviet Union, so that the spar can fly far.

The Soviet Union was thrown in the direction of the short man, so the short man swooped back and tried to chase the spar.

And the tall man can sit back and ignore it? His figure rushed forward like a phantom, and he followed the spar.

However, he ignored a strange smile on the corner of someone's mouth.

Just as the figure of the tall man passed by the Soviet Union, he suddenly dropped a handprint from the sky in the direction of the direction. This big void handprint was steady and the local headed to the top of the tall man.

Unprepared tall man's head was hit, only to feel black in front of him, the whole person was a little dizzy.

Although the handprint did not cause actual harm to him, the sudden attack still caused him to pause for a moment.

At this time, there was already a cold behead in the hands of Su Luo.

Hey you are sick, want your life!

This sentence has always been one of the purposes of the Soviet Union.

Just as the tall man was dizzy, the dagger in the hands of Su Luo did not hesitate to wipe the parts of his throat. In an instant, a red blood splashed out from the throat...

"Oh..." The tall man watched as a **** fog flew out of his throat. He raised his hand in disguise and wiped it. This wipe made him fall like a hail.

He felt that his life was rushing, and even the countdown was too late.