The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“Don’t tell me you are not worried?” Su Luo lifted up her palm-sized little face and looked at him doubtfully.

Her complexion wasn’t good, the flawless white skin showed a paleness, making her coloring look bad too. At one glance, you could tell she was seriously injured.

Nangong Liuyun’s blood red lips perked up in a demonically charming manner, appearing sinister, shady and enchanting.

“Li Yaoyao dares, but Situ Ming, he wouldn’t dare.” Nangong Liuyun’s deep voice responded.

On the white jade bridge, as Nangong Liuyun had anticipated.

Even though Situ Ming did not approve of Nangong Liuyun’s recent conducts and deeds, however, he could still clearly see the situation.

This time, Nangong Liuyun coming to Xian’s Wood Residence was clearly because of the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort.

If it was because Li Yaoyao deliberately stayed on the white jade bridge that held up this opportunity, then——

Based on Nangong Liuyun’s temper, following that would be a gale and rainstorm-like retaliation.

The Jade Lake’s Li family might be completely destroyed by him.

At twenty years old, he had the strength of a tenth rank, how bright of a future did this kind of person have? Who dared to have him as an enemy?

Therefore, Situ Ming could not allow Li Yaoyao to take such a rash action in a headstrong manner.

Seeing that there wasn’t much time left, Situ Ming once again urged her: “Yaoyao, you really decided that you won’t go?”

“Not going! Determined not to go! Hahaha! There is less than four hours of time, I want to see how they can cross this white jade bridge!” Li Yaoyao’s appearance was twisted and malevolent, malicious rays of light radiating from her black pupils.

She just won’t allow it.

Even if you kill her, she won’t allow it!

“Yaoyao, don’t blame me.” Situ Ming took a deep breath of air, and a firm expression flashed through his eyes.

His hand raised up, forming a knife shape and chopping towards the back of Li Yaoyao’s nape.

Li Yaoyao was chopped unconscious, and fell without a sound.

Before she fell to the ground, Situ Ming had already caught her slacking body.

Situ Ming carried her over his shoulders, and took large strides to walk forward.

Outside of the white jade bridge.

Nangong Liuyun’s expression was tranquil and calm. Only those blood red-colored lips became increasingly pretty and flirtatious, demonically charming.

People familiar with him all knew that the respectable His Highness Prince Jin was already angry.

After, don’t know how long, had passed, from a far distance, came the sound of intense fighting.

This time’s fighting sound lasted a lot longer than the previous two times.

Immediately following it, the turntable appeared.

Those numbers on it stupefied Su Luo.

“Thirty-five points?” Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun in disbelief.

This time’s fighting time indeed was a little bit long.

But was it only worth thirty-five points? Wasn’t this rather a bit too low?

“If according to normal circumstances, this is impossible. But since it had already occurred….Could it be Situ Ming was the only one fighting?”

“Ah, he knocked Li Yaoyao unconscious.” Nangong said as if a weight was off his mind, “Come, next up is us.”

Su Luo also faintly guessed this point. Now, Nangong Liuyun saying it like this only confirmed her guess.

“There isn’t much time left.” Su Luo looked at the color of the sky, revealing a worried expression, “Situ Ming used three hours, he only left us one hour.”

“To cross this white jade bridge in one hour might not necessarily be that difficult, come, I’ll carry you on my back.”

Nangong Liuyun carried Su Luo on his back and stepped foot on the white jade bridge.

Up ahead, the six people’s scores were forty points, seventy-five points, and thirty-five points.

Then what score was waiting for Su Luo?

This was still an unknown quantity.

Maybe there would be an upset, maybe it would still be like the first challenge with that kind bottom score.

Nangong Liuyun carried Su Luo on his back, his speed exploding out to the peak.

Based on the sound that came from the first three groups, Nangong Liuyun knew that on this white jade bridge, there certainly would be a fierce battle.

The white jade bridge was surrounded by thick layers of white clouds all around. The fog was dense, so visibility was very low.

After dashing for about a quarter of an hour, Nangong Liuyun’s footsteps paused slightly.