1397. Chapter 1397 Once and for All 3

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Li Qiuran, a lonely guest, stood quietly under the tree.

He was covered in black clothes, with a bamboo hat on his head and a hat with a wide brim, covering his entire face so that people could not see his appearance clearly.

But the killing intent emanating from his body made all the green grass wither within ten meters around him.

After Su Luo came out, she didn't speak, but just looked at him indifferently.

"You are Su Luo?" Li Qiuran's voice was just like his own, like a thousand-year-old glacier, radiating a bone-chilling chill.

"Yes." Su Luo admitted without hesitation.

"Since you admit it, then come with me." The blood is better if it is warm, as the employer's price for warm blood is ten times more expensive.

Li Qiuran's voice was cold, but there was a trace of guard in his heart. Because he could sense the looming aura of a strong man in the carriage.

"Go with you? I'm afraid someone will be jealous." Su Luo put her arms around her arms and smiled brightly. Coupled with her unparalleled beauty, under the sun, the beauty of this moment was simply suffocating.

Li Qiuran paused, but his voice was still cold: "His Royal Highness, do you dare to fight?"

In the carriage, there was silence.

Nangong Liuyun's injury is still not healed, how could Su Luo let him come out to fight? What's more, Nangong Liuyun is the last trump card in the battle.

The corner of Su Luo's mouth twitched into a treacherous sneer: "Li Qiuran, have you signed up for this Dragon Ranking Tournament?"

Li Qiuran glanced at Su Luo with indifferent eyes. As a killer in the dark, he never liked to talk.

"So, you signed up?" Su Luo smiled faintly.

"Hmph." Li Qiuran snorted coldly, noncommittal.

"If you get rid of you, then the contestants on the Dragon Tournament should thank me, don't you think so?" Su Luo looked at him with a smile.

"Get rid of me?" Li Qiuran finally spoke, but the tone of his speech seemed to be heard from the Arabian Nights.

"The total number of people you've killed over the years is a thousand. It's only natural to kill you." Su Luo raised her eyebrows with a half-smile.

"Want to kill me? Hahaha——" Li Qiuran couldn't believe it at first, and then sneered.

But before he finished laughing, he felt something strange.

Su Luo in front had disappeared.

Instead, it was an old man.

An old man with white beard and hair exuding the aura of a peerless powerhouse.

Li Qiuran's mouth seemed to be stuffed with a big egg, and he froze instantly.

The person in front of him is none other than Little Stone wearing the clothes of Patriarch Mo. In fact, this battle was requested by Xiaoshi himself.

Ever since he entered the body of Patriarch Mo, he has finally adapted to the rhythm of this body after repeated adjustments. Everything else is almost the same, but he has been uncertain about the combat power.

But Patriarch Mo is so powerful that he can't find anyone to test it. No, it just so happened that this stupid Li Qiuran came up to him, so he couldn't let go of anything.

Sensing the powerful murderous aura ahead, Li Qiuran instantly entered a state of alert.

Li Qiuran is most famous in Jianghu for his sword.

His sword is fast.

There are rumors in the Jianghu that when Li Qiuran kills someone, he slashes across with a sword, and when the other person walks away, the person who is killed will feel the pain. How fast should it be? Probably only those who were killed would know.

Now, Li Qiuran's sword quickly attacked Patriarch Mo like before.

Li Qiuran didn't recognize that the person in front of him was the ancestor of Weiyang Palace, but he felt the strength of the other party, so the first move didn't test at all, and he used 100% of his strength!

——Start to code words madly! ! !