The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss: Never died 2

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Tan Xue must die, because Su Luo has already received the reward, not to mention... If Tan Xue is not dead, how can he play her? But what Su Luo didn't expect was that this instructor, Tan Xue, even had a first-hand transfiguration technique.

However, Yi Rongshu is the easiest for Su Luo, so she plays Tanxue without any tension.

In this cave...

Su Luo has been looking around for a week. As she expected, all the materials and wealth of Huolong Mountain are hidden here.

Tang Xuexue came here to get supplies.

Su Luo doesn’t know when he will come next time, so I will just collect all these materials now, so I won’t forget them.

So Su Luo waved his hand, and the cave of hundreds of square meters became empty in an instant.

After playing himself as Tan Xue, Su Luo successfully returned to the previous mountain wall.

After climbing in, his eyes were suddenly bright.

In the abdomen of the broad mountain, Su Luo really saw the familiar Zhao Mohan and Guan Chi, and He Tian who was practicing by the wall.

Do you want to kill them all? Su Luo thought about it secretly, and decided to leave them a life, at least they would bring her in.

"Coming back?" Guan Chi spoke.

Su Luo learned to talk about Xuebing's cold appearance, and nodded lightly.

Guan Chi looked back at Zhao Mohan.

Zhao Mohan's face is not very good, he asked the other side of the sky: "Master, if the masked man came, what should I do?"

He Tian's mouth is light, alienated and indifferent: "He will not come."

Zhao Mohan was amazed: "Why wouldn’t he come? It stands to reason... The place where the blood is slaying the gods, such a place full of opportunities, not only knows the news, but also is here, which strong man will be absent?"

He Tian only spoke lightly: "Someone will stop him from coming in."

Zhao Mohan's eyebrows smiled: "Ginger is still old and spicy. Sure enough, Master is the best!"

He Tian did not pay any attention to him, only to repair his body.

I don’t know if it’s his illusion. He always feels itchy at the wound. He can’t be healed. Fortunately, the wound has healed, and it should be fine if the new meat grows well.

"Master, when are we going in?" Zhao Mohan was anxious.

He Tian said indifferently: "When your uncles and teachers are here, go in together. The land of the **** butchery is extremely dangerous, you better not go in."

"No, Master, Tu'er wants to go in!" Zhao Mohan insisted unprecedentedly, "Please let Tu'er go in!"

He Tian was cold and indifferent. Seeing that Zhao Mohan insisted so much, he didn't say anything, but continued to close his eyes and rest.

After a tea time, suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside!

Not only did Zhao Mohan stand up, but even He Tian opened his eyes slightly.

"Oh, Master, how are you hurt?!" It was a chubby man, he was strangely fat, weighing at least two hundred pounds, carrying a rake on his shoulder, I don’t know. People thought he hugged the grass.

"Uncle Second Division." Zhao Mohan got up and saluted the big fat man one after another.

The two fat men patted Zhao Mohan on the shoulder, and then jumped to Nai Hetian’s side, smiling with a brow: “Master, it’s not easy, you’ll actually ask us for a help order. How many years did my old Zhu wait for this? Once again."

However, the look of the sky is faint, correcting: "Convening order."

The two fat men casually said: "Aren’t you a lone ranger? If you can make a convening order, wouldn’t it be a help order?"