Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"You'd better sober up first, and then we'll talk about others." Han Sheng said faintly.

This woman is more unreasonable than him.

"I fought with you..." Nangong Su brocade was thrown into the pool water. She staggered and stood up. She wiped the water from her face. She was angry. Regardless of her wet body, she flew up from the water. A shining divine sword appeared in the palm of her hand and carried her cultivation to stab Han Sheng.

When did she feel so cowardly about Nangong brocade.

Han Sheng frowned and looked at Nangong Sujin's desperate appearance. He was also angry, "Nangong Sujin, don't think I dare not kill you."

"Don't think you're the emperor. I'm afraid of you." Su brocade, like a rapid meteor, stabbed Han Sheng with a divine sword, and roared fiercely, "restore my son's memory, otherwise, I won't let you live."

"You unreasonable woman, I said it wasn't me..."

"Then why does he know you?"

"How do I know?"

As they came and went, the two finally got together.

Nangong Sujin seems to want to vent all his resentment, depression, pain and unwillingness. This kind of reckless play makes Han Sheng more angry.

Instead of dodging, he dodged the sword edge of Su brocade and grabbed the throat of Su brocade with his backhand. Su brocade is naturally unwilling to show weakness and his cultivation is imprisoned, but there is still some strength.

Her soft waist reversed at an incredible angle, and her feet kicked hard at Han Sheng's heart. Han Sheng was very angry and smiled back. The former Su brocade was gentle, but she didn't expect to be so irritable. Did she pretend in front of him in the past?

He didn't hide this time. Su brocade knot kicked in his heart. His strength was so strong that Han Sheng almost lost his breath. He sneered, endured the pain and grabbed Su brocade's feet.

Su Jin didn't expect that he not only didn't escape, but grabbed her feet and quickly danced the white gauze condensed by aura, shooting at Han Sheng like a sharp sword.

With a wave of Han Sheng's palm, the sharp sword turned into a white aura and disappeared. He was a little upset when he saw that Su brocade had to start. An emperor of his hall was provoked by a fox demon.

He used his spiritual power and grabbed Su brocade's hands. Su brocade was startled. Under some dark weather, the man looked like a lion who was only beginning to be angry, emitting a dangerous smell.

Su Jin felt a little panic, calmed his mind, and summoned up his brave way, "dare to be an old monster."

However, as soon as Su Jin's words were finished, her hand was gripped by Han Sheng. Han Sheng's fingers were cold and clenched more and more tightly. This anger seemed to crush her hand.

Su Jintong's heart pierced, but he suddenly felt a little wronged.

She desperately searched for so many years. Unexpectedly, she found such a result. She held back her tears and said, "damn old monster, let me go!"

As she spoke, her body began to struggle and dodge. Han Sheng approached. Su brocade couldn't stand stably and fell towards the grass behind.

Instead of pulling, Han Sheng threw her on the ground and pressed her heavily.

The two people were so close that their breath lingered together. In the sparkling eyes of Su brocade, there was a sudden loss.

Even forgot to struggle for a moment.