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

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From the beginning to the end, she has always used that kind of watching, with a sly look at the people around.

At this time, the faces of the people around them were not good, and they followed them.

Indeed, looking at the old clothes on Su's body, the plain face that doesn't apply fat powder, even the head is not even worn with a little ornament, it looks like a face of poor and sour, how to get the gold coins to release the task ?

This is impossible?

Even the Highness of the Prince is a little frowning.

Although he had seen the fangs and fangs last time, he did not expect her to calm down to this extent.

At this time everyone in the field is stronger than her, no matter who pulled out, she can easily kill her.

In such an atmosphere, in the case that almost everyone is hostile to her, she can still talk and talk, step by step, set up a bureau everywhere, calmly and arrogantly wash her own wrongs.

Such a Soviet, is really the legendary waste material?

If she is a waste material bag, then what is the so-called □ □ that they are forced to retreat?

The prince's sword was slightly picked up by the eyebrows, and the black scorpion flashed in meditation... To be honest, such a sue really made him a little interested.

At this time, a clear footstep sounded suddenly outside the door.

At the door, a handsome young robe boy came in.

Beautiful young lang!

Su Luo took a breath of air.

I saw him wearing a big red robes, exquisite to pick a sly look, a pair of dark and clear beauty, a beautiful and strange mark between the eyebrows, but also make his whole person look mysterious and beautiful.

Even more peculiar is that he seems to have a surprisingly pure temperament like a child.

He has been laughing, from the moment he walked in, the curvature of his mouth did not go down.

When I saw that person, the prince's eyebrows were slightly stunned, and the eyes flashed a smear of color, which seemed to be quite taboo for this person.

When Su Zi'an saw the boy, his face turned black and he quickly returned to his original state, and then smiled and greeted him.

What really changed the look was Mr. Mo, who was cold and sweaty. He looked at the red robe boy at the door, his feet slipped, his feet were soft and weak, and he stumbled directly.

"I don't know if President Beichen is coming to visit, I will have a long-lost welcome, but also hope to forgive sins and forgive sins." Su Zian accompanied the laughter and enthusiastically handed.

Beichen Ying, from the mysterious Beichen family, is now the president of the Dongling State Mercenary Union.

He has always been smiling.

Of course, the more he murders, the more he laughs.

Only those who know his merits are not his closest brothers, but also countless bodies that are not eye-catching.

After Beichen’s hands were in the hands, he stood calmly in the hall. After looking around for a circle, he looked at Su Zi’an with a smile and a slight dagger: “The generals of the Soviet Union do not have to be polite, huh, huh, your luck is really good. I have a good daughter, and I will be able to fly forward. The future is boundless. Congratulations."

The voice fell, and Bei Chenying patted Su Zian’s shoulder very optimistically.

This is the attitude of the superior to the lower level.

In the empire, the president of the mercenary union and the general of the country are at the same level. No one is taller than the one.

However, because of the family's reasons, Bei Chenying's status is high. Su Zian, although he is not in the heart, does not dare to resist.

Because the Beichen family is too mysterious, too detached, too high to climb... This surname, once it appears, is a desperate existence.