The Demonic King Chases His Wife

The two of them sat on the rock rampart on the crag, with both legs dangling in mid-air. The breeze brushed by, swaying the ink-black strands of hair, giving off a hint of an especially indolent and idle appearance.

Nangong Liuyun took out a series of equipment and helped Su Luo set up her fishing rod properly. Hand in hand, he taught her how to fish for the Amethyst Thorned fish.

After Su Luo learned from his demonstrations, he sat in a place very close to Su Luo and started angling.

Su Luo, full of interest, gazed fixedly at the fishing rod.

This fishing rod’s design was very peculiar. The dark-coloured fishing rod was suffused with a faint gloss, emitting a spirit aura. Compared to the fishing rod from her previous life, it was simply as different as night and day.

When fishing, it was not as simple as just carrying the fishing rod in hand. Rather, you must pour your spirit power into the fishing rod and carefully sense the situation on the seafloor, then little by little, lure the Amethyst Thorned fish to take the bait. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel{f}ire.net

In the beginning, Su Luo was still full of interest, and with single-minded devotion, poured her spirit power into the fishing rod to sense the world at the bottom of the ocean. After more than an hour had, passed she didn’t even see a shadow of an Amethyst Thorned fish, and lost some of the mood.

She placed both hands under her chin, bored to death. She started to glance around at her surroundings in her boredom.

No wonder Anye Ming and Lan Xuan made a vow of not wanting any Amethyst Thorned fish she hooked. As it turned out, they already knew earlier that she would not be able to hook an Amethyst Thorned fish.