The Demonic King Chases His Wife

The Eighth Elder choked Su Luo until she fainted.

When Su Luo regained consciousness, she found that she was still at the same place, but her whole body was tied up with strong ropes, looking just like a rice dumpling.

The weak part of the crust was just 100 meters ahead, but it felt as though it was a world apart from her.

Su Luo looked up, just in time to cross paths with the evil eyes of the Eighth Elder.

The Eighth Elder sneered in a gloomy, condescending manner at Su Luo, "Still wanna run?"

Su Luo was anxious, but she still kept an outwardly calm appearance. She faintly curled the corners of her lips. "Naturally, I can always run if I want to. I’m not a fool."

"This brat is still so courageous." A trace of regret surfaced within the eyes of the Eighth Elder. "If not for you possessing the Exotic Fire, this old man would have truly liked to accept you as a disciple."

Su Luo sneered, "Do you think that anyone would agree just because you want to accept them?"

"Don't you want to be this old man's disciple?" The Eighth Elder was in disbelief. To be favored by the elders and accepted as a disciple was a dream for so many people.

"If the Lord of the City wishes for it, maybe I will agree." Su Luo smiled casually.

"Bah~~" This time the Eighth Elder sneered.

"You really don’t believe it? The City Lord is my foster father." Su Luo replied with a serious tone.

"Hahaha—" The Eighth Elder’s laughter was brimming with arrogance and unbridled scorn. "With your intelligence, how have you not discovered it yet, smelly lass? The closer you are to the City Lord, the more reason for this old man to kill you!"

Su Luo bit her lips.

The Eighth Elder glanced at Su Luo's back and snorted a couple times. "Don't waste your energy, this rope is a treasure. Without the strength of a seven-star Saint Rank or higher, don’t even think about breaking it."

Although the Eighth Elder was jabbering on with Su Luo, he had been keeping a close watch on this cunning, stinky girl from the corner of his eye.

Su Luo had tried to untie the ropes while listening to the Eighth Elder's speech, but as the Eighth Elder had expected, it wouldn’t budge at all.

Right at that moment, a dagger appeared in the Eighth Elder’s hands. The dagger was smooth as a tranquil spring, while the chilling gleam radiating off its body made people shudder with fear.

"Since you’re all tied up by the Restraining Immortal Rope, you should save your strength and bear with it patiently, girl. The skinning and gutting will definitely not be finished within a single day." The Eighth Elder smiled casually as if he was having a conversation over tea and a light meal.

Even in such a situation, where it seemed like she had been backed into a corner, Su Luo still did not give up, as thoughts raced through her mind.

The bright dagger was getting closer and closer to Su Luo's neck.

"Puchi--" The sound of the dagger entering the flesh rang out clearly.

Su Luo's slender neck was as white as jade, but it was now suddenly tainted with a deep crimson mark. Blood gushed out and sprayed all over the Eight Elder’s face.

The Eighth Elder stretched out his tongue and licked it. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by delight. "Yes, not bad. It really is the Scarlet blood Ningpo figwort. Your stinking body is full of treasures."

With that greedy and vile look, it seemed like he couldn't wait to cook Su Luo and eat her up.

As if being cut by a dagger wasn’t enough, the Eighth Elder's two fingers stretched out into Su Luo's neck, in a clear and vicious attempt to pull out her veins!

At the thought of being skinned alive, fear began to fill the depths of Su Luo's heart, but at that moment, Su Luo thought of a crucial piece of information!

Although she was tied up by the Restraining Immortal Rope, the stone pillar behind her was not!