The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 4471: Leng Qi Shao 9

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At the moment, they are being dragged down by Leng Qishao's people. As for the ending, it is not Su Luo's intervention.

The person who was shocked by Su Luo ’s Divine Comedy has n’t been able to recover for a long time.

This Divine Comedy will probably leave an indelible mark on their hearts, and this life cannot be forgotten.

Su Luo raised his eyes, glanced contemptuously at Leng Qishao, and wiped his nose proudly with his thumb: Did n’t the girl say that, the Qiqi Rondo was nothing special.

Leng Qishao looked at Su Luo with a very magical look: "..."

The cold seven young men who calmed down like a mountain were just scared by Su Luo.

But looking back, this girl was really clever and quick-witted, using the high-pitched range and strange rhythm in this messy song to disrupt the rhythm of the rhythm of the seven or seven whirlwind dance, so as to find the position loopholes and break them one by one.

In the original situation of nine lives, she could only win in less than five minutes.

What a surprise.

Leng Qishao, who has come back to her eyes, smiles with a smile, standing up and palming, standing tall and dazzling.

Su Luo looked at Leng Qishao, her eyes slightly proud: "How is it singing?"

Leng Qishao's slender fingers like jade bones waved to Su Luo.

Leng Qishao stood there, a venerable king's spirit, leaking out.

Su Luo was suspicious, but he walked up.

Su Luo was a bit far away. When Leng Qishao pulled his long arm, Su Luo was pulled closer by him.

Leng Qixiao looked at Su Luo's face, her obsidian eyes were shiny and translucent.

The two stared at each other.

Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly because she was instinctively aware of the danger.

Su Luo subconsciously backed away, but before she could hide, Leng Qishao leaned over and slender fingers brushed her lips.

"It's ugly to die." Major General Leng Qi Su Luo wiped the lipstick that she had painted red because she sang "Anxious".

Su Luo glared at him: "Is this pass broken?"

Leng Qishao nodded like a smile: "Of course."

"Then I can take people away?" Su Luo sneered.

But Leng Qishao smirked lightly. His voice was lazy and hoarse, and he shook his finger: "No."

Su Luo was really angry, staring at him fiercely: "What else do you want?"

It's not over yet, level after level?

Leng Qishao's ink hair dances with the wind, and there is a smirk in her eyes: "I have set three levels for you, and now you have passed the second level, what do you say?"

"What if I don't agree to go through the third hurdle?" Su Luo looked at him coldly.

I did n’t see how Leng Qishao moved. I saw that he stretched out the palm as white as jade. Suddenly, the palm of his hand was like a vortex mouth, and the powerful power was released.

Tang Yalan, who had been hiding far away from him, was totally unable to resist under such suction.

She wanted to run, but her back was sucked, she was like a thread in Leng Qishao's hand, directly sucked into his hand.

During this process, Leng Qishao ’s ink-like black pupils looked like scorching brilliance, and she looked at Su Luo with a wicked look, without moving her gaze for half a cent.

Su Luo ’s dark eyes stared at Leng Qishao. She knew that this man was wayward and overbearing. He could do whatever he wanted, and no one could stop him.

Leng Qishao didn't say a word, and mentioning Tang Yalan, it was like a non-smiling smile to Su Luo, threatening.

Su Luo is about to lose to him.

"Just three levels?" Su Luo was secretly angry, but his face was as quiet as water.