The Demonic King Chases His Wife

In mid-air, Dongfang Xuan sprayed out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the ground red.

But Dongfang Xuan was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. Although he was seriously injured, he still spared no effort as his figure shrank down, using the strength from the Battle God Puppet’s fist to quickly fly back.

When Su Luo returned to her senses, she had already lost his figure in front of her eyes.

Recalling the Battle God Puppet’s strength, Su Luo wasn’t worried. Only, she had a disdainful expression, as she humphed twice in ridicule: “Want to run? See where you can run to!”

Then, Su Luo turned, wanting to command the Battle God Puppet.

However, before Su Luo could say anything, she saw the Battle God Puppet’s huge figure, with a ‘clang’ sound, sit down on the ground.

Su Luo’s heart immediately had an ominous feeling. Follow current novᴇls on N()velFire.net

As a result, she hurriedly ran to in front of the Battle God Puppet.

But when Su Luo arrived, she just so happened to see the Battle God Puppet close its eyes with difficulty and sink into deep sleep.