The sharp dagger cuts through the muscles and cuts the skin. How can it not hurt without any anesthesia?
Su Luo clearly saw a drop of sweat on Nangong Liuyun's forehead, and his face looked even paler, as pale as paper, without blood.
The messy long hair was soaked with sweat and spread over his broad shoulders.
But there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed calm and careless.
He stared at her for a moment, so tenderly, dotingly, and intoxicatingly.
Su Luo's gaze collided with his, and her heart skipped a beat. She turned back instantly and continued her movements.
Looking at the scarred skin, there was a flash of murderous intent in Su Luo's eyes.
"What happened last night?" Su Luo asked for the third time.
Nangong Liuyun had avoided seeing him the past few times, but now, in order to attract his attention, Su Luo mentioned it again.
Because when the blood coagulation pill powder is sprinkled on it, it will be called real pain.
A trace of amusement flashed across Nangong Liuyun's charming face, filled with an extremely evil smile: "Don't worry, if my body is destroyed, it will be destroyed in the hands of Luo Yatou, how can I give it to others?"
What's that? It's like she's so ruthless!
Su Luo glared at him angrily: "Then why did you run out?"
How powerful are the mechanisms in the Purple Fish Palace? Since you are imprisoned in the Acacia Room, it is almost impossible to come out safely.
Thinking of the scene at that time, Nangong Liuyun's charming eyes darkened slightly, but a very evil smile filled his face: "At that time, I firmly believed in maintaining my innocence and dedicating my body to my family, could this happen?
Come?"
"Why is it hurt like this?"
The dagger in Su Luo's hand slashed and cut off another piece of rotten meat. Nangong Liuyun didn't even frown. There was still a pale smile on his face and he said slowly: "Let's fight. In the acacia room, besides the ashes, there are also
The second option is quite humane."
He spoke softly and smiled evilly, but the sweat on his forehead condensed into beads and rolled down.
Su Luo's nose felt sour, she turned away, pretending not to notice, her subordinates speeded up, but continued to lead him to talk, "How can you be so personal?"
"Well, to put it simply, it's a fight between yourself and yourself." Nangong Liuyun's blurred eyes were a little dizzy, but he still smiled, his smile pale and weak.
"How can I fight with myself?" Su Luo glanced at him and focused on the work in hand.
Nangong Liuyun thought for a while and said slowly: "It's very strange inside, it will simulate another self, and this person, whether it is spiritual power, moves, or thinking, he is at the most perfect peak state, he is very powerful, right?
?”
There is such a weird thing? Can it be simulated like this? Is this ancient times or ultra-modern... Su Luo was immediately embarrassed.
"In this case, how did you survive the beating?" Su Luo paused, then crushed the blood-coagulating pill into powder and sprinkled it on his wound where blood was flowing violently.
The wound suddenly made a "chichichi" sound, which was somewhat similar to the effect of splashing sulfuric acid.
Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale in an instant. He took a deep breath and ignored the pain in his heart. He smiled softly but enchantingly: "Don't even look... who is this king... how... is it possible...
Can't beat..."
How can you get out of a fight with your most perfect self without risking your life?