The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Translator : MoonWhisperer, Cheshyer Editor : Pyr, skyrise

Li Manman ran out and then quickly came back before long. She pulled Su Luo in a rush, saying, “Hurry! Our male god is about to break the record for the Tower of Trials!”

Li Manman was shaking in excitement. She wanted nothing more than a pair of wings to fly over there.

Su Luo glanced at her silently in confusion, “We’re not participating with him?”

Li Manman rolled her eyes: “This trial is prepared especially for the male idol. There’s not even any need for others. As long as the male idol breaks the record left by the last person ranked number one, then he will be number one on the Dragon List!!!”

Su Luo: “…… You’re so confident that he can win?”

“Of course!” Li Manman glared at her, “Not only me, but everyone in Upstream Mountain is also sure about that. Our male idol has to be number one!”

Su Luo thought to herself: Back then, they all said she would be ranked first from the bottom, yet now that Nangong has come, each of them is sure that Nangong will be ranked first from the top on the Dragon List. Differences, such differences.

“Oooi! Luoluo, what are you still being so slow for? If we’re any later, our male idol is going to be coming out of the Tower of Trials already! There won’t be any excitement left in just watching him come out! Hurry up, hurry up!”

Li Manman dragged Su Luo and left. Lin Banli followed behind them with a bitter smile.

He actually wanted to go and see exactly what kind of brilliant person could make Wuyou humble her attitude and respect like this.

However, Lin Banli did not realize that Fairy Wuyou’s attitude was not only humbled, but she was also literally subservient to him right now.

By the time they reached their destination, they were already late. Basically, every person from the Tower of Trials had come over.

The crowd frantically yielded when they saw Su Luo. Before she could notice, she and the others were already pushed to the front.

She couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or not. Su Luo was actually pushed next to Fairy Wuyou.

Fairy Wuyou turned and saw that face of Su Luo’s—the one that made people furiously jealous. She couldn’t control her jealousy.

Su Luo saw the robe in Fairy Wuyou’s hands.

That big, inky black robe with golden edging carried a seemingly infinite depth of coldness.

That was Nangong’s robe.

How did it end up in Fairy Wuyou’s hands?

Su Luo couldn’t wrap her head around the situation for some time, so she kept staring at the robe in Fairy Wuyou’s hands.

Fairy Wuyou saw Su Luo staring. She clenched her fist even tighter on the dark robe and raised her eyebrows proudly to Su Luo: “What are you looking at? Do you think this is something you can lay your eyes upon?”

“Oh? Why can’t I look?” Su Luo found it strange.

“Do you know whose robe this is?” Fairy Wuyou scoffed, “I need to warn you. Nangong is my man. Don’t even think about it!”

Su Luo had just heard the funniest joke ever.

How could Wuyou be anybody to Nangong Liuyun? Then what did Su Luo, his literal official fiancé count for?

Su Luo chuckled coldly: “So I should just believe whatever you say? Did Nangong even agree to this?”

Su Luo always called him Nangong, and she didn’t think there was anything wrong with that. But it sounded different from others’ perspectives.

Fairy Wuyou glared at Su Luo in outrage, “What did you call him?!”

Su Luo secretly rolled her eyes. If not Nangong, then did she ought to call him ‘dear hubby’?

Fairy Wuyou confidently declared her ownership, “I don’t care what you think inside your heart, but now, remember for me—instantly and immediately, erase him from your mind, because…he is mine!”

Su Luo almost laughed because of the ridiculousness. She looked straight at Fairy Wuyou with bright eyes, “You’re wrong. Nangong is mine!”

“Beep –”