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1611 Master's Eccentricity 3

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The people she was worried about couldn't come out, but the people she hated came out one after another. What kind of luck was this?

Poor Li Aochen was covered in blood. He finally staggered up and was pushed to the ground by Su Luo. He was so aggrieved that he almost became furious. But when he thought of his current miserable situation, he could only fight to the death.

Anger is concealed.

"Whoosh——" There was another soft sound.

Su Luo rushed towards the figure with great expectation, but stopped abruptly after taking half a step.

"Dongfang Xuan!"

He turned out to be such a gloomy and violent man.

Dongfang Xuan was dressed in a white brocade robe. It was spotless before, but now, a large section of the sleeve had been torn off, and there was a trace of red blood on his right hand. It was obvious that he had also suffered serious injuries.

Seeing this, Su Luo frowned tightly. Luo Haoming, Li Aochen, and Dongfang Xuan were at least tenth level. Dongfang Xuan was still at the peak of tenth level, but being able to hurt them like this showed that the opponent was very powerful.

Powerful, what happened in the corridor?

"Where is Nangong Liuyun?" Su Luo picked up Li Aochen who was closest to her.

Poor Li Aochen was about to sit cross-legged and meditate, but Su Luo picked him up casually like an object. This move was simply contempt for him and made him furious.

But Su Luo stared at him with a pair of majestic cold eyes like a sharp sword, as if she would eat him without saying a word. Li Aochen had no choice but to wave his hand: "It's still in there, don't worry, he won't die."

After Li Aochen said this, Su Luo was about to say more when she saw another figure flash out.

"Beichen Ying!" Zi Yan wanted to go up, but remembering the awkwardness between the two before, she stopped again.

At this moment, Su Luo had already rushed forward to catch Beichen Ying, preventing him from falling heavily to the ground and sparing him pain.

Without saying a word, Su Luo took out the royal healing elixir and stuffed it into Bei Chenying's mouth.

Bei Chenying originally wanted to vomit blood, but after the elixir entered his abdomen, the healing effect was very significant. He soon opened his eyes, barely half-opened, and said to Su Luo in exhaustion: "Nangong... is not dead...

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Bei Chenying knew that what Su Luo wanted to hear most right now were these four words, so even if he wanted to faint again, he mustered up all his strength to say these words to Su Luo to reassure her.

The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and Beichen Ying also fell into a deep sleep.

"Xue Ning Dan!" Dongfang Xuan's eyes flickered, staring at Su Luo anxiously, and asked hurriedly and excitedly, "Did you just give that guy a Snow Ning Dan?"

Su Luo's eyes swept across his face indifferently, as calm as a mirror lake, and then her eyes were fixed on the exit of the portal.

A total of five people went in, and all four came out. Although their whole bodies were covered with serious injuries, they all had to have their tails intact. But why hasn't Nangong Liuyun come out yet? What happened inside?

"Let me ask you something! Is the one just now the Snow Ning Dan?" Dongfang Xuan yelled at Su Luo impatiently.

Dongfang Xuan has never been ignored by anyone in his life. Ever since he was sensible, everyone has been obedient and obedient to him because he has a master who is the best in martial arts in the mainland. But now, Su Luo doesn't even bother to look at him.

Giving it to him made the confident Dongfang Xuan feel very uncomfortable.

"What does it have to do with you?" Su Luo frowned and glanced at it impatiently, "Even if it's a blood-coagulating pill, it doesn't belong to you."


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