The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“Well, it seems that even if we die, we should burn an incense, and be grateful to you for giving us this chance to die?” Su Luo began to think the girl had a brain problem.

“Of course, my grandfather is in Purgatory City… Humph, you commoners!” The girl in purple pointed her slender fingers one by one to Su Luo and the others, “You will let me go! Otherwise, you are all screwed!”

“Who is your grandfather?” Zi Yan asked curiously.

“You have no right to know who my grandfather is. Because I’m afraid that I will scare you to death if I say it.” The girl in purple was very proud of herself, and her attitude was very arrogant and overbearing.

“Well, you have to tell us, let us know what it’s like to be scared to death.” Beichen Ying winked and cast a glance, making Su Luo almost laugh.

“You… humph, since you want to know, let me tell you that my grandfather is in charge of Serene Pavillion!” The girl in purple sneered again and again, “Now you can let me go?” Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel※fire.net

There was a strange expression on Zi Yan’s face, smiling at the girl in purple: “You, really, don’t know me?”

The purple girl glanced at Zi Yan coldly, and snorted disdainfully: “Are you famous? Why should I know you?” How could I possibly know you commoners from the outside?”

The disciple of the Dignified Master of Purgatory City was depressed.