The allure of the mad concubine is too defiant

Chapter 1008 Dragon Soul Warrior [6]

As soon as Lu Xing heard this, a burst of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, how dare he open his mouth to settle the score now, without a magic staff, he is equivalent to a useless person, not to mention that Xueqian, who is shining brightly at this time, makes people look very weird.

"I already counted it last time, so I don't count it today." Lu Xing looked at Xueqian and said submissively, he didn't want to die yet.

"Oh." After hearing this, Xueqian raised her chin and answered the word "oh" as if she understood, then smiled with half-closed eyes, and said with a regretful look, "Since today's account is not counted, then I will never do it again." There is no chance, because I want you to hang out with me in the future, and I will be your master."

Lu Xing was stunned when he heard it. What did she just say?She wants to be his master?
Pfft, she, a teenager in her teens, wants to be his master. She is just better at kung fu and has a special power, but why does he recognize him as his master.

"I only give you two ways. The first way is to die here, and the second way is to follow me." Xueqian's face still had that smiley expression on her face, but her eyes were very serious. She is sharp, and she is also telling Lu Xing that what she said is definitely not a lie. Now she wants to kill Lu Xing as easily as crushing an ant. She knows that the mage cannot sing without a staff. It is equivalent to a useless person.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a mage, he knew some spells, and thought that he might be used in the future, he would never have thought of following them out of this underground hall, but if he was under her hands, he would have never thought of doing anything else other bad things.

After hearing this, Lu Xing's whole face became gloomy. He really didn't want him to be controlled by others. In the Kemeng family, he was admired by all of them. A sense of honor, now he is asked to surrender to a brat, bah, he is not willing.

Xueqian raised her chin slightly, then walked towards Lu Xing provocatively, then stretched out her right hand and twisted it slightly, then clenched into a fist, suddenly, there was a creaking sound, perhaps because of the force of her hand , the rays of light in his hands are getting stronger and stronger.

Lu Xing looked at the radiant fist, the original aura of preferring death to surrender immediately faded a little bit, and his brows were also tightly furrowed. He knew that if he didn't agree, Xueqian's fist would immediately move towards her. Fly on him.

(End of this chapter)