The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Just when Su Luo’s dagger was preparing to stab down fiercely, all of a sudden, Dongfang Xuan’s pair of hands reached back, and stood the ancient tree in front vertically.

Su Luo only felt a burst of dizziness. When she returned to her senses, she discovered she didn’t have a chance because this ancient tree was directly inserted into the ground.

Fortunately, Su Luo’s reaction was very quick, subconsciously taking back the dagger. After she got her dagger back, her heart felt complicated.

She was annoyed at herself for losing such a great opportunity to assassinate him. She was also worried if Dongfang Xuan’s sharp eyes could see traces where the dagger stabbed out.

“Huh?” Dongfang Xuan suddenly cried out in surprise. Very quickly, he noticed the markings where the dagger stabbed through. Because matters were just such a coincidence, this mark was just staring at Dongfang Xuan, at a distance parallel to his gaze.

“Quickly run!” Su Luo secretly instructed the Variant Acacia Tree, if it didn’t run now, it would be caught.

The Variant Acacia Tree hurriedly nodded, among its huge root system, one root quickly extended forward. Several tens of meters under the ground, silently extending out, just like a creek water flowing by quietly. Even Dongfang Xuan couldn’t sense it. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel•fire.net

Su Luo risked the danger of being discovered, held her breath and grabbed the Variant Acacia’s root as it quietly send her down into the ground. Soon after, it quickly sent her forward. During this whole process, Su Luo didn’t move her body herself. Because if she even moved slightly, that fluctuation in the spirit aura would be perceived by Dongfang Xuan.

She only laid there motionless, her body bound by one root among Variant Acacia Tree’s root system. Afterwards, letting it quickly transport her.