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

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Su Luo laid on the bed sleeping soundly. However, her spirit had already entered her space to practice the great Dimensional Imprint.

Since that day when she was able to condense out the tiny tadpole-sized dimensional imprint, afterwards, Su Luo had a gut feeling. She felt as if she had already set foot onto the first rank of a martial artist. Moreover, her distance to the second rank didn't seem all that far away.

This discovery immediately made her ecstatic.

These few days, what she did the most was to lie on her bed and sleep.

Lu Luo had the mistaken impression that her own Miss was tired out from going out this time. Therefore she was sleeping a lot to recuperate her body.

How could she ever even imagine that there was a fortunate person who could self-cultivate in their sleep.

She was perfectly content with Su Luo obediently staying in the courtyard and not attempting to go out. As a result, she did not bother to urge her to get up, making Su Luo happy, relaxed and at ease.

This evening, Su Luo, just like before, had already finished washing her face, rinsing her mouth and climbed onto her bed to sleep.

Early in the morning, around three o'clock, the darkness before the dawn.

This short period of time was very special, it was the darkest time of the day. It was also the time when tired people's sleep was the deepest. It was usually the most difficult time to wake people up with noise.

In the darkness of the night, a strong and energetic figure, quick as a ravenous wolf, quietly approached Su Luo's courtyard.

He stood at the entrance of the courtyard, speechlessly curling his lips.

There was such a broken down house in the great General Su's Manor?

The wall was worn-out and broken as if a gentle blow from the wind would collapse it. The most marvelous thing was that there was no door. He didn't even need to climb over the wall, he could just directly enter.

Was this really the fourth Miss Su's home?

A touch of puzzlement flashed across the eyes of the black-clothed person. However what does it have to do with me? As long as he finished this task, he would pick up one thousand pieces of gold coins.

Chapter 163 - The final craziness (5)

He quietly found his way into the inner courtyard. He accurately walked towards the room where Su Luo was sleeping.

If nobody had secretly told him, how could he in a short time distinguish which room was Su Luo's?

Who was he?

Coming over in the dead of the night, what did he want to do?

Inside of the room, Su Luo, who was in deep slumber, suddenly opened her eyes. In the dark, a pair of beautiful eyes glistened brightly, with ruthless rays of light.

In her previous life, Su Luo was a top gold medal assassin. Having resided in the dark underworld for a long time, she had an instinct for danger residing in her body and vigilance.

Even though the martial arts of the black-clothed person at the door was a lot higher than hers, however, she was still awakened by her instincts. .

The black-clothed person was probably warned by someone, therefore his actions were unusually cautious. He did not take Su Luo to be someone without a bit of martial arts, a good-for-nothing.

One could only see him wordlessly poke a hole in the paper part of the window and very carefully, blow sleeping gas into the bedroom.

The corner of Su Luo's mouth lifted into a cruel and bloodthirsty sneer.