The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Su Luo was so gloomy, she was close to spitting out blood. Tasty blood? Of course her blood was tasty, it was the best tonic under heaven, able to revive the dead, how could it not be tasty? Just now, this old fellow nearly drank half of the blood in her body, what else did he want!

Of course, she cursed him countless times in her heart, but on the surface, she still needed to appear as a feeble person.

“Ahem.” Su Luo cleared her throat, “Elder must be busy right? Then I won’t disturb you.”

After she was done saying these words, Su Luo turned around, wanting to slip away.

This old man wasn’t in his right mind because of her, completely losing all of his intellect. If you were to say that Su Luo didn’t feel a bit guilty, then that was impossible.

However, before Su Luo could walk several steps away, an ice-cold voice called her to a stop.

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Although Elder Ancestor Mo’s mind was not all there, but that pair of peculiarly sharp eyes specific to strong experts was still scary, boring into Su Luo’s back, almost burning a hole through it.

The foot Su Luo lifted up hung with uncertainty in mid-air, helplessly, her body turned around, and she put a flattering smile on her face: “Hehe, what instructions does this Elder have?”