The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 442: The rest of the life after the disaster 14

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A sharp dagger cuts through the muscles and cuts the flesh. How could it not hurt without any anesthesia?

Su Luo clearly saw a fine sweat on the forehead of Nangong Liuyun, his face looked paler, paler than paper, without blood.

The messy long hair was soaked with sweat and spread over the broad shoulders.

But there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if it were light and windy, and seemed to be careless.

He stared at her momentarily, so gentle, spoiled, intoxicating.

Su Luo collided with his sight, and her heart throbbed. She turned back instantly and continued the movement in her hand.

Looking at the scarred skin, Su Luo had a flash of Murderous Qi in his eyes.

"What happened last night?" Su Luo asked for the third time.

The previous few times Nangong Liuyun avoided it, but now, in order to draw his attention, Su Luo raised it again.

Because it will be really painful when the clottan powder is sprinkled on.

There is a hint of playfulness on Nangong Liuyun's enchanted face, filled with a smile of Evil Qi: "Rest assured, the king ’s body is destroyed in the hands of the girl, how can it be given to others?"

What's it called? It looks like she's hot!

Su Luo glanced at him angrily: "Then how did you run out?"

How powerful are the organs in the Purple Fish Hall? Since being locked into the acacia room, it is almost impossible to walk out safely.

Remembering the scene at the time, Nangong Liuyun's charming eyes were slightly lowered, but his face was filled with a smile of Evil Qi: "My King was firm at that time in maintaining the innocence of the innocent body dedicated to my family. Can you come out? "

"Why did this happen?"

Su Luo swipes a dagger in his hand, cuts another piece of carrion, Nangong Liuyun doesn't frown, his face is still a pale smile, and his mouth slowly says: "Fighting. In the acacia room, except for the Huanhuan There is a second option, which is quite human. "

The gentle and gentle words, the evil charm and enchanting smile, but the sweat on the forehead condenses into beads and rolls off.

Su Luo's nose is sore, don't look away, pretend not to see it, and his hands speed up, but continue to lead him to speak, "how personal?"

"Well, to put it simply, it's just fighting with yourself." Nangong Liuyun's blurred eyes were dizzy, but he still smiled, his smile pale and weak.

"How do you fight yourself?" Su Luo gave him a look and focused on the job at hand.

Nangong Liuyun thought for a while and slowly said, "It ’s strange inside, it will simulate another person, and this person, whether it is spiritual power, moves, or thinking, is in the most perfect state. Amazing, right? "

Such a weird thing? Can it still be simulated like this? Is this ancient, or is it ultra-modern ... Su Luo suddenly lost his mind.

"So, how have you fought?" Su Luo paused, then kneaded the blood clot into powder, and sprinkled it on his **** wound.

The sound of "嗤嗤嗤" on the wound is similar to that of sulfuric acid.

Nangong Liuyun's face turned white for a moment. He took a deep breath, ignoring the painful pain of the cone, and smiled gently: "Do not look at who the king is ... how ... Maybe ... can't beat ... "

If you fight with the perfect one, if you don't fight the danger of life, how come out?