The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1501: Simulated battle 5
Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no popup, free to read!
The more Li Yaoyuan thought, the happier he was, and then he left drunk.
"Su Luo, are you still working hard now?" Li Aochen's mouth evoked a wicked sneer, "Unfortunately, what's the use of holding the Buddha's feet for a while? Oh."
Li Aochen shook his head in disdain, and then leaned on the rattan chair with ease and looked up at the sky.
Will he lose? how can that be? Even if he kills, he won't believe it.
Thinking about it that way, Li Aochen found a money bag from the waist and threw it high and low in his hands.
It seems he can make some pocket money.
Tomorrow, the battle is about to begin. Su Luo, are you ready? Li Aochen raised his eyes evilly.
At this time, Su Luo is still fighting.
Time and time again.
The later, the longer the battle will take place, the two will stand still, and no one can do anything about it.
At this time, Su Luo's head and arms, all exposed skin was dripping with blood.
Su Luo panted violently, allowing sweat to flow like rain, without frowning.
However, waves of severe pain came from the wound, and Su Luo took a deep breath, barely suppressing some fuzzy consciousness.
Su Luo knows that she can't move.
Li Aochen, who is opposite her, is not getting better.
At this time, Li Aochen, already on his right arm was cut off by Su Luo, and blood spurted out.
He almost jumped angrily, but was afraid to move half a step.
Because there will be flaws in the movement, if there is a flaw, it will give the enemy an opportunity to attack themselves.
The two stood facing each other, their eyes narrowed dangerously, and they stared at each other deadly.
Time passes by every minute.
After reality.
The translucent morning light breaks the darkness of dawn, and the sky is covered with orange-red morning glow.
Nanshan.
Su Luo is outside the room.
Bei Chenying and Ziyan stood opposite each other, and there were various tangles between them.
"Will you knock on the door?" Ziyan thought for a while, then put down her hand and gave up the position to Bei Chenying.
Bei Chenying raised his hand, and just when the back of his finger was about to buckle to the door panel, he stopped stupidly, turned his head and asked Ziyan: "Is this really okay? If it is a critical moment of cultivation? Will not be disturbed by the fire? "
Zi Yan looked at the sky outside in a tangle: "If you don't go anymore, it will be too late, and you will be automatically disqualified if you fall."
"Well, or should you come?" Bei Chenying gave up the position weakly.
"You--" Zi Yan stomped on him, staring at him fiercely, "I'll come and I'll come!"
Zi Yan stood to the place where Bei Chenying gave up, did a good job of psychological construction, and raised her hand gracefully.
While the back of her hand was only an inch away from the door panel, she suddenly found that she could not move at all!
Zi Yan suddenly panicked.
But she has not complained yet, a cold voice sounded quietly in her ear: "Don't disturb her."
"Three brothers!" Zi Yan found herself in motion and turned back in surprise.
Nangong Liuyun struck a light blue brocade and stood in the backlight. The orange-red morning light came from behind him, lining his whole person like a **** falling from the sky in nine days. asphyxia.
The whole style and noble elegance make people think that it is blasphemy to take a closer look.
"What do you do now?" Zi Yan shook her head and pushed out the beautiful image of Nangong Liuyun.