The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 5375: Remorse 6

Published:

Wen Huandong looked at Su Luo in surprise, and after a pause, he lowered his head and said dully: “Old Su is kind and kind.”

Is a woman a woman after all? At the most critical moment, is always hard-hearted?

Wang Mu pushed him because he heard the grievance in his words.

Su Luo laughed: “Do you treat me as saving Wenjiang?”

Wen Huandong looked up at Su Luo.

Su Luo asked him: “Do you know what is the most terrible?”

Wen Huandong thought for a while and said: “Death?”

But Su Luo shook his head: “Death is terrible, but it is even more terrifying than death. Knowing that he will die, but not knowing when the knife hanging above his head will fall, this unknown fear Is the most terrible.”

Wen Huandong’s figure suddenly shocked!

Because he realized that Su Luo was right!

Hanging without killing is the most terrible!

Then, Su Luo sprayed that kind of potion on Wen Jiang. In fact, what she really needs to do is to make Wen Jiang stay in a state of being about to be swallowed by the flame giant but not being swallowed for a long time. That state.

This state is the most terrible!

Wen Huandong looked at Su Luo with wide eyes!

He originally thought that Su Luo was too soft-hearted, but it turned out…

Well, he really underestimated their boss Su.

Since then, in addition to admiring Su Luo, the two have three points of awe.

Everyone entered the tunnel without looking back, leaving only Wen Jiang with a gray face.

The passage was very narrow at first, allowing only one person to pass, but as it deepened, the passage became wider and wider.

Finally, everyone followed this corridor to the main hall.

The moment they saw the main hall, everyone was shocked, including Su Luo!

Su Luo once thought about the existence of this legendary tomb where the ancestors of the Feng family were imprisoned.

Now Su Luo really saw it, and was really surprised.

This mausoleum is simply luxurious and beautiful.

In the main hall, the yin spirits ran back and forth, each of them was a youthful age, the best age, the most graceful figure, and the most delicate face.

The flowers are clustered and the fragrance is charming.

The mantle and tents are flying, shining brightly.

In the middle is a golden throne, on which a noble king is being served by four beautiful ghosts.

Knead the shoulders, beat the legs, beat the legs, feed the feed, and there is a fan next to it.

This…Where is the tomb of the prisoner?

This… is clearly the joy of the world!

Even the emperor in the world doesn’t have such noble luxury, right?

Everyone stood there in a daze, watching all this in disbelief.

“This is really our ancestor?” Feng Jiuming murmured.

Feng Songyuan glanced at him blankly, took out the portrait of the ancestor and looked at him again, shaking his head: “It doesn’t look like it.”

At this moment, Feng Qige’s figure trembled suddenly like a convulsion.

Everyone looked at him.

Feng Qige swallowed hard: “I, I seem to know who he is…”

“Who is it?” Everyone was shocked.

However, before Feng Qige answered, everyone was exposed to the king on the golden throne.

“Where did you come from?” The one who spoke with a tone of Shura realm.

Although everyone speaks the lingua franca of the mainland, whether it is in the Central Continent, the Eighteenth Continent, or the Biluo Continent, they all speak the same lingua franca.

But there are also differences in accents between lingua franca.

So as soon as the king opened his mouth, a strong Shura accent came on his face.

       

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *