The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Now, Luo Haochen didn’t have the strength to protect her. If she stayed, it would be Luo Dieyi protecting Luo Haochen. Luo Dieyi couldn’t even protect herself now, how could she handle the burden of protecting Luo Haochen!

“Go die!” Luo Haochen clenched his fists tightly.

Now, several more huge boulders suddenly smashed towards Luo Haochen.

The pitiful Luo Haochen, like this, was pressed underneath those pieces of boulders.

Fortunately, there were gaps between the boulders, and didn’t completely pin him under, that would have destroyed him.

However, because his legs were pinned under the rocks, he absolutely had no way of escaping. He could only take deep breaths, with cold sweat flowing out continuously due to pain.

Luo Dieyi hadn’t run too far, before she realized that she had landed in a huge predicament.

Front, back, left and right, except for her alone, there wasn’t another human figure. Su Luo and Zi Yan had already run far away earlier, such that not even a shadow was visible anymore. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fıre·net

Nervous, worried, afraid, anxious… for a moment, they all rushed into her mind.