1152. Chapter 1152 Unexpected 2

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! For a moment, several people stared at Su Luo with contemptuous eyes.

"Pfft—" Luo Dieyi, who was originally heartbroken, sneered, "Su Luo, hurry up, you think the embarrassment is not thorough enough?"

Li Yaoyao raised the corners of her lips mockingly: "I can't even hold the hilt of the sword, alas, it's a shame, why do you have the nerve to come out and draw the sword? If I were you, I would definitely give up directly."

Su Luo glanced at her, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

Li Yaoyao met Su Luo's gaze, and her heart froze. It's obviously a trash without spiritual power, but those eyes are so bright that people can't help but be afraid.

Li Yaoyao snorted coldly, and turned away awkwardly!

Su Luo frowned slightly. It was not impossible to hold the Chengying Sword, but it would do great harm to her body.

Before Su Luo could make up her mind, suddenly, a black shadow hit her head.

That's very fast!

The happy people only felt a blur before their eyes, and the thing had already been photographed on Su Luo's head.

How fast Nangong Liuyun was, but even he couldn't stop that thing from falling.

There was only a "pa" sound, and the thing hit Su Luo's head so dizzy that he almost couldn't stand up.

"What?" Depressedly, Su Luo took down the thing that smashed her to the point of concussion.

"What is this?" Zi Yan asked curiously.

"Looks like a glove." Su Luo was speechless for a moment. She raised her head and looked around, but found no clue.

How could a pair of gloves be smashed on her forehead suddenly? About this point, Su Luo was puzzled.

Everyone also felt very strange.

Where did this glove come from? And it just happened to hit Su Luo on the forehead?

So, is she lucky or not?

Just when everyone was at a loss, a slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded.

"Girl, I forgot to give you a reward just now, and now I'm sending it to you specially, how about me?" Seventh Young Master's calm voice made everyone jump.

No one expected that the Seventh Young Master from the seventh level would come to the eighth level.

You know, although this is the Nine Layers Palace, one is the seventh floor and the other is the eighth floor, but each floor is an independent world, and only the teleportation array can enter.

Su Luo stroked the material of the glove, raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised a smile on her face: "Thank you."

She really wanted to thank the seventh son.

These gloves can save her a lot of trouble.

Seventh Young Master got Su Luo to thank him, he smiled, and when Su Luo wanted to stop him, he turned around and disappeared.

"What is this glove?" Zi Yan's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Try it and you'll know." Su Luo smiled and put on the blue glove slowly.

If the guess is correct, this glove will bring her a big surprise.

Seeing more and more black air flow pouring in, Su Luo took a deep breath, and slowly stretched out her gloved hand towards the hilt of the sword

"what!"

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, but when they fixed their eyes again, they saw that Su Luo had firmly grasped the hilt of the sword!

Hold it! It's so easy to hold it!

Li Yaoyao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground!

how can that be?

For each of them, if they want to get in touch with the hilt, they need to spend countless spiritual powers to fight against the restriction. It is very difficult to hold the hilt, but Su Luo

After she put on that inexplicable glove, she could hold the hilt of the sword directly? That prohibition did not exclude her in any way?

How can it be so unfair!

Li Yaoyao and Luo Dieyi gritted their teeth in jealousy, their eyes stared at Su Luo's back, wishing to see two bloody holes.

However, no matter how jealous they were, it was a fact that Su Luo held the hilt of the sword.

Now, the only thing Su Luo has to do is to pull out the sword.