The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 1433 – Person that came has ill will (1)

Nangong Liuyun brought Su Luo out of the palace.

Su Luo looked at Nangong Liuyun’s spitting-in-rage appearance, and she softly comforted him: “Even I didn’t get angry, why did you get angry? It’s not like I don’t understand that father emperor of yours. What’s so strange about him doing something like this?”

Nangong Liuyun had a taut face, he did not say a word.

Su Luo could only continue to comfort him: “In any case, he only thought about it and nothing more. A matter that can’t happen, you really don’t need to get angry.”

“I’m not angry.” Nangong Liuyun’s face spread out in a smile, his smiling expression was light as clouds and gentle as the wind.

“Then just now, you still…”His pretense looked real, he had even fooled her.

Nangong Liuyun sighed: “If I don’t make the matter sound more serious, don’t know what he would do.”

In Emperor Jing’s heart, Su Luo was not worthy of being with Nangong Liuyun. Therefore, if Su Luo wanted to marry Nangong Liuyun, any sacrifice she made was expected out of her. Therefore, he would do something like this, even knowing that Grandmaster Rong Yun was the head judge.

“I’m afraid that Emperor Jing won’t be able to sleep these days.” Su Luo’s mouth pursed into a smile, Nangong Liuyun’s last sentence was full of threat. More than enough to frighten Emperor Jing.

“I hope so.” But Nangong Liuyun did not hold any hope for Emperor Jing.

The two people talked and laughed, neither putting the matter just now to heart. Very quickly, the Dragon Scaled Horse returned to the Southern Mountains.

After this day, Su Luo went into single-minded closed-door practice.

Emperor Jing’s words to Su Luo were not completely useless. At least, it solidified Su Luo’s determination to win.

Su Luo wanted Emperor Jing to open his eyes wide and see clearly, not only was she able to enter the seventh position, she could even enter the semifinals!

Inside the secret room, Su Luo sat cross-legged, with both eyes tightly closed.

After a period of cultivation, the fire element attack had already been cultivated to the last stage.

Before, Grandmaster Rong Yun had personally delivered a book called 《Exploding Flame technique》to Su Luo. When Su Luo received this book, she felt that her master’s cultivation was so high as to be immeasurable.

Because only she knew that her cultivation of the fire element had reached a bottleneck, so she needed to breakthrough to be promoted. She hadn’t told this to her master. but her master already knew everything. He even sent her a book 《Exploding Flame technique》from being so considerate.

《Exploding Flame technique》was a high level martial arts secret book. It was even better than the secret books she had gotten from the Nine Different Palace Halls. In the world, there was a market for the book, but it was simply priceless because high level secret martial arts books like this were certainly held in the grasp of the hidden powerful families in the world.

Looking at the 《Exploding Flame technique》in her hand, Su Luo’s lips formed a shallow smile. The feeling of having a master was really good.

After discarding all else, Su Luo opened the first page.

The Exploding Flame technique’s first move was a martial arts pattern, transforming the fire element into a flaming panther.

At one glance, Su Luo’s face became bitter, not knowing how to react.

Spirit strength was an illusory fire element, it was even harder to fuse. Normally, at most, she would condense out a fireball, column of flame, fire rocks and such weapons attack. But now, this book of 《Exploding Flame technique》clearly required one to transform spirit force into a flame panther.

This kind of difficult range was already beyond Su Luo’s current strength.

However…that black-dressed figure appeared in Su Luo’s eyes. According to what Anye Ming said, that person already had the strength of a ninth rank. First, not even mentioning why she would leap up that quickly, that ninth rank was true and not a bit false.

Ninth rank versus eighth rank, Su Luo’s odds of success were smaller than a fingernail.

“No, I absolutely can’t lose to her.” Su Luo clenched the fists at her side tightly, an unswerving determination flashing through her eyes.