In Nangong Liuyun's eyes, the seventh young master who was threatening coldly was a paper tiger.
"This sentence has six words, this sentence has not six words." Nangong Liuyun slowly said the answer.
"Okay!!!" Su Luo applauded loudly.
This sentence has six words, this sentence has not six words.
Jia Yi is Bing Ding Mao, Jia Yi is not Bing Ding Mao.
The right fit is perfect, and no flaws can be found.
Except for Su Luo, the rest of the people also applauded.
Everyone was suppressed by the Seventh Master just now, but now Nangong Liuyun finally felt proud as soon as he left.
Regardless of whether it is hostile to Nangong Liuyun or not, just speaking out this tone is worthy of everyone's loud cheers.
"Senior Brother Third! That's great!" Zi Yan's hands were red when she clapped her hands.
"Nangong! Great!" Beichenying smiled and laughed, happier than giving the answer himself.
Li Yaoyao looked at Nangong Liuyun in the middle of the venue obsessed with her eyes. She had already let go of her persistence with him, but now she is revived.
Looking at the entire continent, who can compete with such a dazzling third brother? If you miss him, you will never find a perfect man like him in your life.
No, never give up! A burning and paranoid light burst out from Li Yaoyao's eyes!
Although the third senior brother is not good to her now, he will always change his mind.
The seventh young master looked at the joy in the venue speechlessly and curled his lips.
Su Luo urged repeatedly: "How about it, you can't get the answer wrong, right?"
The seventh young master glared at her angrily. The stinky girl who was stinging inside and outside, hum.
He waved his hand and swept his wide sleeves: "You can barely pass the test."
Still forced? It's so stubborn. But Su Luo stopped when he saw it, and did not ridicule again.
But she wouldn't give up the fish basket easily
When the seventh young master saw Su Luo staring at the fish basket with his eyes straight, he felt a little angry and raised his toes and flew towards Su Luo.
Su Luo raised his hand and then entered the room: "Thank you."
The seventh young master hummed twice: "Anyway, it's because of the generous gifts of others, so there's no need to thank me."
After saying that, he carried the hook and left.
Looking at the seventh young master's back as he was gradually moving away, Su Luo couldn't help but be stunned: "Hey, wait!"
Su Luo chased after two steps, but the seventh young master staggered and seemed to fall. Soon, his figure disappeared without a trace.
"He, just left like this?" Su Luo rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Why did she feel that the seventh young master ran away because she was afraid of being asked by her?
"Do you want him to stay?" Nangong Liuyun knocked her on the forehead.
Su Luo wanted to speak but stopped.
The seventh young master gave her a very strange feeling. She always felt like she knew her life experience. So Su Luo wanted to hold him and ask carefully after the game. Even if she couldn't ask, she could always test it out, right?
This guy actually slipped so quickly.
But no matter what, the seventh level finally passed without any harm.
"What about the scores and rewards of this level?" Zi Yan asked afterwards.
Su Luo shook his head.
The seventh young master ran so fast, did he swallow the reward?
Su Luo guessed halfway through the facts.
The seventh young master was afraid that Su Luo would ask questions, so he ran very fast, but he forgot the rewards he gave to Su Luo and the others...
"What a pity..." Zi Yan sighed inwardly.
The rewards for each level are very attractive, and the rewards are better as they reach the later. Now this level has been missed, which is a pity.
Poor Su Luo didn't know that the reward of the seventh level was closely related to the eighth level...