1803. Chapter 1803 The Final Level 4
3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! The blue God of War puppet raised a sneer of disdain: "Your?"
He was referring to the red God of War puppet.
Su Luo frowned, but slowly stood up, with a weak body, but her chest was straight, her face was calm, and she looked back calmly: "Yes."
A simple word, it took a long time to say it under the murderous aura deliberately exuded by the blue puppet.
"It does have a bit of courage." The blue God of War puppet gave Su Luo two rare praises.
Su Luo looked at him with cold eyes, her expression still condensed.
"But" the blue God of War puppet smiled gracefully, and his eyes suddenly turned violent as he looked at Su Luo, "The dignity of the God of War puppet family cannot be tarnished, so—"
Su Luo squinted at him coldly.
"So, kill yourself." The blue God of War puppet said naturally.
Although Su Luo's face was still calm, her heart sank little by little.
Because she knew that the blue God of War puppet was serious. Although he smiled in a relaxed tone, his murderous eyes told her that he would never forgive her!
The blue god of war puppet just looked at Su Luo with a smile.
But Su Luo remained motionless.
Stand still.
Su Luo glanced at her current situation.
All the hole cards have been used, and the most powerful red God of War puppet has also been beaten to the ground.
Su Luo didn't have many things with aura in his hands, and there wasn't enough to wake up the red God of War puppet, so what should I do? Su Luo's head started to hurt.
"Since you don't do anything, then" the blue God of War puppet grinned, and then stretched out his arm, and the next moment Su Luo was already in his hand like an eagle catching a chick.
"Die!" The blue God of War puppet roared.
The slender fingers tightened suddenly!
"Cough cough cough—" Su Luo felt her throat was firmly stuck, a feeling of suffocation flooded her nasal cavity, and the shadow of death quickly enveloped her.
Su Luo kept coughing, but those fingers kept tightening, tightening, tightening
So sad! Su Luo's complexion went from pale to purple, and finally flushed. Su Luo had an illusion, she felt that her body seemed to be flying, and her soul seemed to be out of her body.
I don't know how long it's been—
Suddenly, a clear and pleasant whistling sound rang in Su Luo's ears.
This made the drowsy Su Luo wake up for a moment.
In fact, Su Luo didn't know, if it wasn't for this voice that sounded in time, her soul would have been hooked away!
And the owner of this voice?
Su Luo opened her eyes in a daze, looking at the scene in front of her.
Her body was thrown to the ground by the blue God of War puppet at some point, looking up from her point of view.
There, a blue robe and a black robe are fighting fiercely at this moment.
Su Luo sighed vaguely, could it be that she was dreaming?
The sound that pierced the eardrum just now really seemed to be Nangong Liuyun.
Now this black robe is also similar, very similar.
But in the sky, the speed of those two peak powerhouses was so fast that it was unbelievable that the real picture could not be captured by the naked eye.
All Su Luo could see was the black robe and the blue robe.
However, Su Luo firmly believed that that black robe was Nangong Liuyun.
At this time, the battle in mid-air had reached the most critical moment. Obviously, the man in the ink robe took the leading position in this battle, while the man in the blue robe was beaten and retreated, extremely embarrassed.