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

1441-1460

"Oh that's right. At that time, why did Su Qing battle with Su Luo? No matter how you say it, they are still sisters ah." The masses that didn't know the facts asked.

"I heard it was because Su Luo stole Su Qing's future husband. And that person just so happens to be His Highness Prince Jin!"

"This Su Luo is too hateful ah! Clearly, only Su Qing, this kind of absolute top talent, is worthy of being with His Highness Prince Jin. What does that Su Luo count as ah!"

"That's right ah. This time, I hope the heavens have eyes, let Su Luo draw Su Qing! Let Su Qing ruthlessly oppress Su Luo!"

The spirited discussion under the stage became bigger and bigger. It was noisy and chaotic.

"Sister-in-law, how bad is your character ah." Lan Xuan simply could not continue to listen to this. In a ridiculing manner, he winked towards Su Luo.

Su Luo unhappily gared at him: "Quickly draw the lots."

This time, seven will advance out of thirteen. Their side simply couldn't all advance, there always would be people that lost. Don't know who would be out of luck.

Chapter 1442 - Su Qing (1)

"Oh, oh, oh." Lan Xuan broke into a run to go and draw lots.

Lan Xuan's luck could be considered extremely bad. He actually drew the lot to fight Li family's new young master Li Aochen.

The corner of Li Aochen's mouth hooked up provocatively as he coldly smiled.

A thread of anger flashed through Lan Xuan's eyes! He was looked down just like this.

Su Luo comforted him: "In fact, you're not bad ah, at least you didn't draw Nangong Liuyun or Luo Haoming. You didn't even draw your own brother, you ought to be rejoicing instead."

Lan Xuan sullenly ran away.

Next was Beichen Ying, smugly running over to draw lots.

Beichen Ying continued with Lan Xuan's luck, the person he drew was the very popular Mo Xiaoxun.

Mo Xiaoxun was ninth rank ah...Beichen Ying, with a sullen face, dispiritedly walked away.

The next person was Anye Ming.

Su Luo secretly prayed for Anye Ming to draw a good lot. Otherwise, there wouldn't be many people left on their side.

Anye Ming's luck was worse than Lan Xuan and Beichen Ying's combined, simply bad to the extreme.

"Luo Haoming--"Anye Ming looked at the lot in his hand, the him who was well-known for his self-control and maintaining his calm, had veins protruding on his forehead.

Su Luo speechlessly looked to the sky, and could only comfort by saying: "Fortunately, you didn't draw your own biological brother, things like internal strife, that's what's called real oppressive."

Anye Ming looked at the remaining lots, then looked at Su Luo and said to her: "This battle should be the one you wished for."

Su Luo's wish right now was to have an all-out battle with Su Qing. In the wake of people drawing lots one by one, now, there weren't that many lots left inside.

Zi Yan held a lot, unhurriedly walking over. Su Luo saw her face was tangled and became somewhat nervous: "You didn't draw us two right?"

Zi Yan, with a very much tangled expression, looked at Su Luo. Looking at her until Su Luo, in one move, snatched away the lot in her hand.

"Hahaha, what are you anxious for?" After Su Luo saw that lot, Zi Yan started to laugh.

Su Luo slapped her back, "Oh good, even you dare to tease me. Go play on the side!"