THE DEMONIC KING CHASES HIS WIFE: THE REBELLIOUS GOOD-FOR-NOTHING MISS [1]

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Su Luo’s heart was secretly worried.

Suddenly, just past the mountain peak, Er Huang’s footsteps stopped.

Her eyes coldly gazed at Su Luo, sneering: “Damnable girl, with your eyes circling around, still thinking to escape?”

Su Luo smiled sweetly and bluntly replied: “Haven’t you heard it before? Fugitives who don’t want to run aren’t good fugitives.”

“Oh? Then you must be really disappointed.” Er Huang raised the back of her blade and gestured at herself.

“What are you going to do?” Su Luo’s heart had a faint sense of dread.

“You’re not thinking about alarming everyone by shouting when we are near the camp, with the notion of attracting his highness Prince Jin’s attention, right? Say, how can I possibly give you such a chance?” Er Huang laughed treacherously. “So Miss Su, I will just have to work a little harder and carry you back.”

“Hey, I’m very heavy!” Su Luo panicked.

“No problem, I can carry you.” Er Huang laughed shadily with a measuring look.

With her words barely finished, Er Huang struck without warning towards the back of Su Luo’s neck with the blunt side of her blade.

If she were to be knocked out, she would really become fish meat on the chopping board, to be taken advantage of. Su Luo started to panic in her anxiety, but she could not come up with any solution.

Presently, both her hands were bound by a red rope made of an unknown material, with the slightest movement causing it to constrict even tighter. By now, it had already cut into her flesh. If she moved again, it would probably slice off her hand.

Extreme anxiety filled Su Luo’s heart, yet there was nothing she could do.

However, the goddess of fortune had always stood on Su Luo’s side.

Even though she let Su Luo experience numerous catastrophes, even being hunted down by countless people, she would always deliver a pleasant surprise at the very last moment. Just like right now.

Chapter 103 – Shaken to the core (1)

Just at the crucial moment when Er Huang’s sword was about to cut into Su Luo’s back, suddenly, the vast silhouette of a divine beast emerged from behind Er Huang.

Abruptly, a black whirlwind arrived.

Immediately, the sandstorm left pebbles in its path, and dust covered the sky. A desolate and harsh aura rapidly spread in all directions, even the night had gained a savage, bloody atmosphere.

A familiar omen, an ominous premonition, Su Luo turned around and ran!

“You still want to run!” Er Huang let out a cold laugh, raising the sword and stabbed towards Su Luo’s back.

Su Luo’s heart was extremely anxious.

Er Huang was enough trouble, why had the Venerable divine dragon also came back to, join the action? Didn’t she and her treasured son already return home?

This situation was really that when it rains, it pours! All the misfortune had been encountered by her. Su Luo felt her heart crying out that it was unfair.

Er Huang’s sword fiercely struck out, however, the moment it came within twelve centimeters (1) of Su Luo, it stopped.

The sword tip sat there frozen in midair, unable to advance even another centimeter forward.

Moreover, in this life, Er Huang would never be able to advance forward a single centimeter more.

It was because at this moment, her body seemed to be held in place. Her entire body was stiff as iron, standing there like an ice sculpture. Her jaw could not stop shuddering, cold sweat pouring down her forehead. She seemed to be enduring a great deal of pain.