The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Su Luo had already thought it through, she wasn’t the kind that would stay idle. If Third Princess was to stay by her side, she definitely wouldn’t have time to cultivate properly. As a result, Su Luo thought about it and finally decided to drop her off at her master’s, with Master teaching her, it was guaranteed that Xuanyuan Rong’s strength would very quickly improve by leaps and bounds.

After reaching the top of Cloud Mist Peak, Su Luo received news that gave her a heavy blow.

Master wasn’t on Cloud Mist Peak, but had returned to the original location to go plunder for treasure with those several Elder Ancestors.

“Little Junior Sister, it really is unfortunate. Back then, after you guys left, Master followed and left soon after. He didn’t even stop to rest for a moment.” Zi Ran’s face had an apologetic expression.

But after that, he immediately returned to his senses: “Little Junior Sister, is your illness cured? You guys really broke through all levels in the Nine Different Palace Hall?”

Su Luo’s eyes bent into a half-moon and held a smile: “Done without a hitch, finally came back to life.”

Zi Ran’s eyes were filled with excitement: “Really is very good, if Master knew, he would definitely be very happy.”

The always calm Senior Brother Zi Ran’s tone carried a hint of pride.

Zi Ran saw Nangong Liuyun, who was standing on the side unperturbed, and somewhat rejoiced secretly in his heart.

He remembered when Nangong Liuyun carried Su Luo, who was on the verge of death. He looked like a fiend, as if ‘see a person, kill a person, see a buddha, kill buddha’ style of killing, so bloodthirsty and decisive in appearance. Aside from Master, no one else had ever made him feel such awe before.

If Little Junior Sister wasn’t cured… Zi Ran trembled from the bottom of his heart, he didn’t dare to even imagine the consequences of such a thing.

“After we left, Master also immediately left?” Su Luo’s brows wrinkled.

“Yes, he immediately left, as if in a great hurry.” Zi Ran reported according to the facts.

“Looks like at that time, Master must have had an urgent matter.” Su Luo’s tone carried a hint of apology.

She knew that at that time, so many older generation people matched in strength were trying to snatch the same treasure, Master having left midway, presumably, his heart was still very concerned about it. Don’t know in the end, whose hand that treasure ended up in.

Moreover, this also properly explained, why when Ancestor Mo showed off his powers, when Northern Mo’s million-strong army was buried alive, why no trace of a shadow was seen from those Elder Ancestors that had lived for several hundred years. So, it turned out none of them had returned yet.

So, it turned out Master had left, otherwise, when Ancestor Mo was chasing to kill her, he would certainly respond, then, she couldn’t be surrounded by countless dangers, time after time.

“Little Junior Sister is searching for Master because you have something to ask?” Zi Ran beamed as he asked, “Wouldn’t it be better to live on Cloud Mist Peak, maybe Master will return tomorrow.”

It was chilly on the mountain, Zi Yu was a martial arts addict who only liked to practice martial arts, Zi Ran was so lonely that he was about to go mad. So, he wanted to seize the chance to abduct Little Junior Sister to stay here.

However, how could Nangong Liuyun let him do as he wished?

“You are sure Grandmaster Rong Yun will return tomorrow?” Nangong Liuyun’s tall frame stood upright, the sunlight sprinkled on his body, casting a layer of godlike radiance on him.

What a terrifying deterrence force. Zi Ran could feel that deterrence force Nangong Liuyun’s body sent out that seemed not to be there, immediately, his heart was very surprised.

That day, when he carried Little Junior Sister to Cloud Mist Peak, that pressure his body emitted was already terrifying. Didn’t expect that after not seeing him for how long, he actually became much stronger. Evildoer ah, simply an evildoer! If he remembered correctly, this pressure was specially targeted towards him, he didn’t want such an evildoer to focus on him ah!

Zi Ran wiped at the cold sweat on his forehead: “This… Can’t say for sure ah.” Even if snatching the treasured object ended, who knew if the master, his venerable sire, could go somewhere else on a whim?