The Demonic King Chases His Wife

The large pool of blood on his chest was like an extremely beautiful decoration, gaudy and unpleasant to her eyes. It painfully stung her vision and left traces of moisture upon the rims of her eyes.

He tightly gripped Su Luo’s right hand. His joints used all its strength to press down. Just a little more and the strength of the grip could almost cut off her wrist.

Painful; it really was painful.

Su Luo pursed her lips. It was so agonizing that Su Luo felt as if his grip would tighten until all her veins burst. She lowered her head and looked down. She saw the color of her veins rapidly retreat leaving the skin blanched white. Nangong Liuyun’s grip was so tight that his fingers seem to have entered her flesh.

To use such strength.

Su Luo was in so much pain that she was completely numb.

However, her mouth was tightly closed, and she dared not speak a word, let alone to risk reminding him to release her hand. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽

Su Luo understood that right now he was in a lot of pain.

He was in so much pain that he had fainted, but he continued to suffer in agony.