The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1742 - Fleeing for her life from the tiger's den (2)

Chapter 1742 – Fleeing for her life from the tiger’s den (2)

“What do you want to do?” Su Luo, inside the large tree, had two broad streaks of tears flowing down with cras.h.i.+ng sounds. Was there a more tragic story than hers? Originally, she thought that the most dangerous place was the safest place, but who would have known that the most dangerous place was still the most dangerous place.

“Up!” One only heard Dongfang Xuan give a loud shout, then a burst of cras.h.i.+ng noise sounded. The long tree trunk was directly put on Dongfang Xuan’s shoulder.

Su Luo only felt her body sway for a period, her thin and weak body was shaken to roll east, then fell west. Afterwards, she discovered that Dongfang Xuan really carried this tree to sweep all over the place.

“…..” Su Luo felt that no words could describe her current situation and mood.

Watching Dongfang Xuan searching in all directions, Su Luo knew he still hadn’t given up. He was still looking for her hiding place. Seeing him put so much effort into searching, Su Luo had a feeling of deep sympathy towards Dongfang Xuan.

She had no choice but to say that he was also a tragic child.

She was laying inside on his shoulder, but he still didn’t know. And he continued to search non-stop within a range of ten meters.

Moreover, his movements were extremely frantic, in the places he swept through, the ancient trees all became powder. All living things became nothingness, with exception to the tree on his shoulder.

Now, left for Su Luo was two roads.

One was while Dongfang Xuan was going crazy, she would very quietly slip away, in a hush-hush manner.

The other was to take advantage of Dongfang Xuan going crazy, she’d kill him with one sword strike to solve all her problems.

Then, which route should she take? Su Luo stroked her chin and began to ponder.

Having thought for a while, Su Luo made up her mind. To always be chased to be killed wasn’t something she wanted to see, then taking the initiative to attack might actually get an unexpected result. Thinking up to here, Su Luo decided to walk the second path.

But wanting to kill Dongfang Xuan in secret, this was a very difficult problem. If it was the Dongfang Xuan that didn’t enter the Spirit River, Su Luo’s secretive attack would have a fifty percent of success. Now, she didn’t even have a twenty percent certainty of success.

However, opportunity only knocks once. In the future, she wouldn’t have such an chance of foolishly staying on his back. If she didn’t do it now, then when should she wait until? Su Luo’s mouth hooked into a cold smile. Her sleeves flipped and the dagger appeared in the palm of her originally empty right hand.

Su Luo took a deep breath and quietly waited for the best time to arrive.

“Loathsome girl, where did you run to in the end?” Dongfang Xuan mumbled to himself. His brows were tightly creased, so tight they could pinch an ant to death.

Within a range of ten meters, there were no signs of human life. There were no living creatures, how could anyone respond? The targeted character Su Luo silently gripped her dagger, eyes tightly closed. Afraid of any carelessness, and she would be discovered by Dongfang Xuan.

“No matter what, must find this loathsome girl. Otherwise, when Nangong Liuyun settles that gigantic dragon and chases over, at that time, it would be troublesome.” Dongfang Xuan’s tone had a trace of impatience.

He knew this world was balanced. He had picked up the Dragon King’s Command that summoned the gigantic dragon. But he knew that the time that gigantic dragon appeared would be limited, as to what kind of restrictions, he wasn’t clear.

Su Luo’s dagger slowly moved forward, moved forward…

Penetrated through the tree bark, revealing its sharp light.

Three inches.

Two inches.

One inch…..

Su Luo’s heart was tightly clenched and she was somewhat nervous. After all, the person she wanted to kill right now was Dongfang Xuan and not someone else, whose cultivation was much higher than hers.