The more Li Yaoyuan thought about it, the happier he became, and finally he left drunk.
"Su Luo, are you still practicing hard now?" An evil sneer appeared at the corner of Li Aochen's lips, "What a pity, what's the use of just improvising? Tsk tsk."
Li Aochen shook his head disdainfully, then leaned back on the wicker chair comfortably and looked up at the sky.
Will he lose? How is this possible? Even if I kill him, I won’t believe it.
With this thought in mind, Li Aochen took out a money bag from his waist and tossed it up and down in his hands.
It seems that he can also earn some pocket money to spend.
Tomorrow, the battle will begin. Su Luo, are you ready? Li Aochen raised the corners of his eyes evilly.
At this time, Su Luo was still fighting.
Again and again.
Later on, the battle lasted longer, and the two of them were in a stalemate, and neither could do anything to the other.
At this time, all the exposed skin on Su Luo's head and arms was dripping with blood.
Su Luo panted violently, letting the sweat flow down like rain without even frowning.
However, a severe pain came from the wound. Su Luo took a deep breath and managed to suppress her somewhat fuzzy consciousness.
Su Luo knew that she couldn't move.
Opposite her, Li Aochen's situation wasn't much better.
At this time, Li Aochen's right arm had been hacked away by Su Luo, and blood spurted out.
He almost jumped in anger, but he didn't dare to move even half a step.
Because there will be loopholes when moving, and loopholes will give the enemy an opportunity to attack you.
The two people stood facing each other, their eyes narrowed dangerously, both staring at each other.
Time passed by minute by minute.
After reality.
The bright morning light breaks the darkness of dawn, and the sky is covered with an orange-red morning glow.
Nanshan.
Outside Su Luo's room.
Bei Chenying and Zi Yan stood opposite each other, with various tangled expressions on their faces.
"How about you knock on the door?" Zi Yan thought for a while, then put down her hand and gave up her position to Bei Chenying.
Bei Chenying raised his hand, and just when the back of his fingers was about to touch the door panel, he stopped stupidly and turned to ask Zi Yan: "Is there really no problem with this? What if Luoluo is at a critical moment of cultivation? Will he be caught?
Are you going to be obsessed with disturbing me?"
Zi Yan looked at the sky outside in confusion: "If you don't go, it will be too late. Luoluo will be automatically disqualified from the competition."
"Then how about you do it?" Beichen Ying weakly gave up his position.
"You -" Zi Yan angrily stepped on him and glared at him fiercely, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Zi Yan stood at the place vacated by Bei Chenying, struggled to mentally prepare herself, and then raised her hand gracefully.
Just when the back of her hand was only an inch away from the door panel, she suddenly found that she couldn't move her body at all!
Zi Yan suddenly panicked.
But before she could complain, a cold voice sounded quietly in her ears: "Don't disturb her."
"Third Senior Brother!" Zi Yan found that she could move and turned around in surprise.
Nangong Liuyun was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, standing in the direction of the backlight. The orange-red morning light came from behind him, making him look like a god falling from the sky. He was so handsome that it was so beautiful that it took people's breath away.
His majestic and dignified elegance make people feel that it is blasphemy to look at him even more.
"Then what should we do now?" Zi Yan shook her head and drove the image of the beautiful Nangong Liuyun out of her mind.