Nangong Liuyun's eyes were filled with distress and self-blame.
Su Luo waved her hands indifferently: "It seems serious, but in fact it doesn't hurt at all. Can you stop looking at me like a useless person? I am also an eighth-level person after all." The eighth-level strong man, back then,
Li Yaoxiang is nothing more than that.
"But just now... you were an absolute loser." A complex look appeared in Nangong Liuyun's beautiful eyes, and he silently revealed the truth.
"What the hell? Have I become useless again?" Su Luo almost spat out a mouthful of water and looked at herself nervously. She didn't forget to use her spiritual power to make sure that her cultivation was still there before she asked curiously.
"Why? What happened."
Nangong Liuyun held the jade pendant in his hand and pulled Su Luo away: "Follow me."
At this time, Bei Chenying was walking with his hands behind his back and a group of lackeys behind him, looking around. His careless appearance was just like the little bullies in the drama who went to the streets with their dog slaves to rob women from good families.
This young man couldn't stay in Nanshan. He went down the mountain early on the second day after arriving. No, after having fun, he went up the mountain again to find Nangong and the others.
Beichen Ying could see Su Luo on the other side of the mountain at a glance. As for Nangong Liuyun, he couldn't see it from his current angle.
At this time, Beichenying raised a smile brighter than the sun, waved his hands, and greeted loudly: "Hey, I'm here."
Su Luo's face was covered with black lines. Could she say that they were now separated by three hills?
Bei Chenying didn't know what kind of medicine he had taken, and he ran over like the wind, throwing away the men who were following him.
Bei Chenying was very fast. In less than a cup of tea, he flew over three mountains and came to Su Luo without blushing or out of breath.
His face was flushed and he looked very excited.
Sure enough, the next moment Beichen Tongshoe danced and began to speak: "You, you have been locked up in the mountains all day, you must not know how lively the imperial capital is now, it is a huge crowd, a sea of people. By the way, Luo Luo, aren't you short of money?
If you follow the third brother, you will have meat to eat!"
Bei Chenying was so overwhelmed with pride that he even changed his title. He usually called himself sister-in-law flatteringly, but now he was so overwhelmed with pride that he called himself brother.
Su Luo secretly smiled in her heart. She knew that, except for Nangong Liuyun, who was definitely the second brother, the rankings of the other three people were always uncertain. They all called themselves the third brother. No one wanted to become the fourth or fourth brother.
five.
Although Su Luo has always been curious about why Nangong Liuyun is the second eldest child and not the eldest, no one has answered her question.
Just when Beichenying patted Su Luo on the shoulder and promised to help her make a lot of money, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and a cold breath enveloped him tightly. At this moment, it seemed that the air around him had solidified.
"Lao, Lao, Lao Er, are you there too?" Beichenying cracked a smile that was uglier than crying.
Nangong Liuyun's snow-sword-like gaze shot towards Bei Chenying's hand.
Bei Chenying's hand on Su Luo's shoulder felt as if it had been showered by hot lava, and he quickly pulled it back like a conditioned reflex. He laughed dryly several times: "Haha, hehe, you, you are here too?"
At this moment, Bei Chenying wanted to chop off his two little paws. He touched the treasure at the tip of Nangong Liuyun's heart... He was so afraid that he would be beaten.