The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Emperor Jing saw Su Luo looking at him foolishly and thought she was pretending, so he said: “In this last round, your luck is still good and you draw a good lot. Even if it’s like this, your fights would be extremely difficult.” Follow current novᴇls on novelFɪre.net

“Uh-huh, so?” Su Luo’s smile was sweet and dazzling.

“I, the emperor, don’t have excessive expectations that you would enter the top seven strongest. Because it is absolutely impossible for you to enter the top seven. Moreover, you could lose your life because of this. You say, am I right or not?” Emperor Jing’s face was full of the expression ‘I’m doing this for your own good’.

Emperor Jing actually asked her if he was right or not? Su Luo suddenly wanted to laugh. This was simply too funny okay? Her goal was the second place finish. If she didn’t reach it, then in this lifetime, she wouldn’t be able to marry Nangong Liuyun.

“So what?” The corner of Su Luo’s mouth hooked into a ghost of a smile, “So what do you want to do?”

Now, Su Luo was too lazy to even call him Uncle Nangong, these two words.

Emperor Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he opened his mouth with great difficulty. But before he spoke again, he customarily glanced at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun lifted his eyebrow up high and looked at Emperor Jing with a ghost of a smile. His gaze was derisive and mocking. This made Emperor Jing subconsciously feel somewhat guilty.

But everything was for the future of Eastern Ling Empire!