The Demonic King Chases His Wife

Fairy Yan Xia knew, in a confrontation between experts, the person whose heart contained fear had already lost.

Her gloomy and cold gaze watched Nangong Liuyun attentively. With clear enunciation, she said somewhat mockingly: “What? You’ve come to rescue your little sweetheart?”

In the quarrel between Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun from before, Fairy Yan Xia had observed it all.

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes narrowed dangerously, glared at her with an ice-cold expression, he said: “Let her go!”

Nangong Liuyun saw Su Luo’s complexion was pale with a gossamer of breathe left, and his heart ached unbearably.

However, his appearance was still as grave and stern as before and didn’t express anything else.

Fairy Yan Xia let out a cold and gloomy laugh, with one lift, she had Su Luo in her hands.

Su Luo’s back leaned against Fairy Yan Xia’s chest. Su Luo’s head hung down softly. Moreover Fairy Yan Xia’s dagger was only half a thumb’s width distance away from Su Luo’s throat.

“I said, let… her… go!” Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were like a deep cold pool, powerful without any anger.

Fairy Yan Xia laughed coldly: “Give me the spirit pinball. Otherwise, I will immediately kill her!”

There was a ruthless and crazy expression in Nangong Liuyun’s eyes. He spoke, stressing each word, “Old witch, your life is very valuable. Are you willing to die with us?”

The smile at the corner of Fairy Yan Xia’s mouth froze slightly.

Nangong Liuyun’s words were very extreme. If Fairy Yan Xia didn’t let Su Luo go, then everyone would die together.

That saint rank spirit pinball would definitely bury all three of them.

Fairy Yan Xia’s heart wavered, but it wasn’t prominent on her expression. She just coldly laughed repeatedly: “Don’t you love her a lot? Are you willing to let her die?”

Nangong Liuyun’s gaze was cold like ice. He looked at the slient and uncommunicative Su Luo, then looked at the joyfully satisfied Fairy Yan Xia. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth pulled into a smile.

His smile was like a wind that brushed past, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Luo Luo, is about to die soon.” Nangong Liuyun, with waning interest, shook his head, “I, certainly, will die with her.”

After a while, his voice slowly sounded: “Since it’s like this, then why don’t I first just dispose of all the foes together?”

Finished speaking, he slowly gathered his spirit strength and injected it into the spirit pinball.

The spirit pinball was suddenly like ashes that could burn once more; it seemed to have a little bit of life restored to it.

Fairy Yan Xia’s complexion immediately became stiff!

If the spirit pinball’s spirit power was to awakened, then what awaited the three people was only death!

“Stop——” Fairy Yan Xia had never thought that Nangong Liuyun would be this crazy and this unrestrained.

People that was harsh towards others was not scary, to be harsh to themselves was the real ruthless people.

After she yelled out this line, Fairy Yan Xia knew that she was already at a disadvantageous position in this negotiation.

She just snorted coldly: “The strength of the saint-ranked spirit pinball is tyrannical. Once it explodes, not to mention the three of us, even this Swallow Cloud Mountain will be razed to the ground.”

Nangong Liuyun’s complexion was peaceful with a malicious gaze. He glared at Fairy Yan Xia without saying a word.

Fairy Yan Xia humphed angrily: “I can hand Su Luo, this slut, over to you, but you must not use your spirit pinball. How’s that?”

These words exactly reflected Nangong Liuyun’s intentions.

He advanced gradually, even if he exhausted all his tricks, it was all in exchange for Su Luo’s safety.

Now that the old witch Yan Xia was willing to exchange Su Luo with him, what else was there for him to be dissatisfied with?

Nangong Liuyun nodded slightly. His voice was cold and without a trace of undulation: “Barely enough.”

“Humph.” In this lifetime, Fairy Yan Xia still hadn’t suffered this great of a loss. She snorted heavily and directly tossed Su Luo over.

Su Luo, this little slut person, was now in his hands. See if he still dared to take out the spirit pinball to threaten her.

Su Luo’s body was like a ragdoll, tossed up really high.

Nangong Liuyun leapt up and pulled Su Luo steadily into his embrace.

However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, his breathing was obstructed once more.