The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“Who goes first for the second trial?” Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were cold and detached as ice, without a trace of warmth.

Now, a number of hours had already passed, but there were still three groups who hadn’t crossed yet.

“We’ll cross first,” Beichen Ying and Zi Yan spoke in unison.

Li Yaoyao wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Otherwise, you guys can cross first?” Beichen Ying smiled maliciously.

“Not necessary!” Li Yaoyao humphed coldly.

She watched Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo’s manner of nestling against each other, in her eyes, the jealousy bordered on madness.

A malicious thought suddenly emerged from her heart.

Before, the master of the Nine Different Palace Halls had said that if four people were to step on the white jade bridge at the same time, then what awaited these four people was indiscriminate destruction.

Perhaps, in this life and in this world, she would only have this chance to die together with her Third Senior Brother.

Li Yaoyao’s eyes flickered with a faint poisonous light.

“Situ Ming, you don’t have any objections right?” Beichen Ying asked again.

On the surface, Situ Ming was smiling: “Whatever Yaoyao said counts.”

He showed clearly that everything was up to Li Yaoyao.

Beichen Ying completely disapproved of Situ Ming’s conduct and deeds.

Considering their past friendship, Beichen Ying could not help but give him a warning: “Brother Situ, taking a no complaints stance may not necessarily conclude with what the gentleman desires.”

Situ Ming glanced at Li Yaoyao with a tranquil and calm expression but his position was firm: “Regardless of the conclusion, I will endure the hardship gladly. Brother Beichen doesn’t need to persuade me more.”

What a stupid and pitiful man! This was the verdict Beichen Ying gave to Situ Ming.

How Li Yaoyao conducted herself, everyone with eyes could see it. Even Luo Dieyi and Luo Haochen had already seen her true colors. Only Situ Ming was still as infatuated as before.

Perhaps it wasn’t because he couldn’t see clearly, but that he wasn’t willing to see her so clearly.

Since matters were already like this, Beichen Ying also didn’t feel like wasting more words with him.

“Beichen Ying, you’re meddling too much in other people’s business. We want to be the last group to go.” Li Yaoyao humphed coldly.

Although Beichen Ying’s words were vague, but did he think she was a fool? With the hints being so obvious, thinking she wouldn’t understand it?

“The last group?” Beichen Ying’s footsteps stopped and turned around.

He faintly felt that there was something really fishy about letting Li Yaoyao’s group be the last to cross. However, what was fishy about it, he couldn’t say.

Beichen Ying shot a worried glanced at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun’s expression was cold and detached, but spoke in a manner of making the final decision, “Situ Ming will be the third group to go.”

It was to the extent that he didn’t even feel like mentioning the three characters ‘Li Yaoyao’.

“Third Senior Brother…” Li Yaoyao stomped her feet in anger!

Although she might not really step onto the bridge and attempt suicide when Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun were on the white jade bridge. But Third Senior Brother…

“I can’t possibly expose my back to people I can’t trust.” Nangong Liuyun stopped in his tracks, and after he finished saying this, in a cold and detached manner, he returned to Su Luo’s side.

People he can’t trust…

Li Yaoyao and Situ Ming’s complexions both froze.

Beichen Ying laughed happily: “Li Yaoyao, put away all your devilish plans. How can you be Nangong Liuyun’s opponent.”

Finished speaking, Beichen Ying and Zi Yan, both in high spirits, stepped onto the white jade bridge.

The two people’s figures gradually moved further away, eventually disappearing into the thick fog of white clouds.

Because they were her friends, this time, Su Luo strained her ears to hear. Her expression was also somewhat serious and grave.

“Don’t worry. Beichen Ying and Zi Yan’s strengths are still passable. If Luo Haochen can pass, they definitely can pass too.”

“This I know, however, as always, I can’t avoid being worried.” Su Luo leaned against his shoulder, with her gaze unblinkingly still watching that long, drawn-out white jade bridge, “Very quickly, it’ll be our turn soon.”