The Demonic King Chases His Wife

For a moment, Su Luo was stumped for words, soon after, she quickly returned to her senses, pulled Nangong Liuyun’s neck down and whispered a sentence by his ear.

“What?” Nangong Liuyun asked again, but his face clearly had a smile on it.

“Nothing. Since you didn’t hear it, then pretend I never said it.” Su Luo smilingly said, and cheerfully ran forward.

Nangong Liuyun was just about to chase up, when he found Su Luo had already stopped. Orıginal content can be found at novelFirｅ.net

“You guys look, what is that?!” Su Luo pointed at a pitch-black figure not far away, turned and indicated to everyone.

As a result, everyone followed Su Luo’s line of sight to look over.

If she didn’t see incorrectly, it ought to be a person. A person laying on the ground with all limbs on the ground. He was laying on his stomach, motionless as if he had already passed out.

“Seems to be…Li Aochen?” Su Luo’s eyes had a trace of doubt.

“Don’t say, the more you say it, the more it looks like him. Can’t really be that horrid Li Aochen right?” Zi Yan took several quick steps to run by Su Luo’s side and looked into the distance.