Arrogant and frivolous: Her Royal Highness's Demon Concubine

Chapter 25 Weeping Soul Knife!

"These people are planning to do something in the monster forest, what should we do?" Zhu Yuan asked them quietly.

Yonghua's complexion was deep, and he looked at Luo Churan who was silent and bowed his head in thought.

Luo Churan lowered her head, thinking about something.

"Let's go!" the waiter shouted loudly.

"Let's go!" Before the waiter's voice fell, Luo Churan yelled softly and disappeared.

After that, more than a hundred people all dispersed and left in an instant, looking for an ambush point, hiding themselves, and waiting for the opportunity to move.

Su He came back to his senses, Luo Churan had long since disappeared, he sharpened the sword in his hand calmly, and then swaggered into the monster forest.

Zhu Yuan panted heavily, trying to keep pace with them. He was still in a daze, but Yonghua suddenly pulled him and ran straight away.

"Hold your breath and try not to disturb the branches."

Luo Churan had previously ventured in the Primordial Congsen, and she had seen various scenes of ferocious beasts being slaughtered with her own eyes, so she had some experience.

Luo Churan ran forward all the way, looking for a safe place, and suddenly Yonghua pulled her down and held her down in the grass.

Luo Churan's body shook, and instantly sensed a powerful murderous aura approaching.

And the one exuding a powerful aura is Su He!

They held their breaths and hid in the grass, staring at him with uncertain eyes.

Su He was surrounded by five or six people in a circle, and the shuriken was pointed at him.

"Su He! How dare you come to participate in the trials! The hatred of killing relatives is irreconcilable!"

Su He smiled arrogantly, "Who are your relatives, and who are you? There are countless undead under my hands, and I am afraid that the number is also countless. Otherwise, it would be considered a good deed for me to send you to reunite directly."

The faces of the few angry people turned black, and they shouted violently, "Kill! Avenge blood and hatred for your loved ones!"

Several people's bodies glowed with silver light, their murderous aura surged, and their hands gathered profound energy to the sword, "Set up the formation! Turn over the clouds!"

A gust of wind blew up, and a path was split out of a thicket of grass, even the place where they were hiding was dangerous.

Luo Churan wanted to hide in another place, but Yonghua kept holding her down, her eyes were calm and calm, she stared at Yonghua fixedly, feeling a little weird in her heart.

"Don't move, if you move now, Su He will find out."

Zhu Yuan also wanted to move, but was stopped by Yong Huasheng.

Su He looked at their formation as if watching a joke, his eyes full of contempt.

"Come on!" The gust of wind swept towards Su He, and the figures of the six people turned into illusions.

Luo Churan's skin ached from the wind. She lowered her head. At this moment, Yonghua covered her with his robe. She looked at him. He was seeing the situation ahead.

Su He took out the things that were wrapped tightly with a cloth belt on his back, red threads flashed in his eyes, his bloodthirsty smile, his eyes were slightly protruding, and the scars on his face looked like moving centipedes, which made people feel horrified.

Su He's aura suddenly became violent, bloodthirsty, shocking.

"Weeping Soul Knife!" Yong Hua whispered.

Weeping Soul Knife, what is that? !

Yonghua's eyes sank, and he took Luo Churan into his arms. Luo Churan felt a little weird, but he couldn't find out what was wrong. He thought it was a woman's subconscious protection and it was right.

It's just that her thinking is modern, and the real Yonghua will never touch Luo Churan. His thinking is that men and women can't get along with each other.

He's not 'Yonghua', so who the hell is that? !

Su He had already drawn his sword and shouted wildly, "Ah!!!!" The six people rushed towards the Shaman, waving the Weeping Soul Saber in their hands.

(End of this chapter)