Leng Qi knew very well that it would take him at least a month to reach the realm of great gods!
One month, thirty days and nights, how much suffering must Luo Yatou have had? How could he not be by his side at this time?
He is probably the only person in the entire spiritual world who gives up halfway through the middle god realm and the great god realm, right?
Leng Qi thought with a wry smile, but there was still a careless and evil smile on that extraordinary handsome face.
Su Luo didn't know what Leng Qi gave up in order to come back to be with her, let alone how he came to her from the Leng clan's ancestral land in a short period of time.
I don't even know... He didn't even look at his father who was seriously injured and unconscious. He didn't even care about his troubled family. He came over immediately just to see her.
Su Luo stared at Leng Qi, glanced at him briefly, and then walked forward.
Leng Qi followed suit.
When Su Luo moved forward, he also moved forward; when Su Luo stopped, he also stopped.
Su Luo sighed helplessly, stopped, turned around and stared at Leng Qi, staring straight at him.
Leng Qi raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, her expression innocent.
Su Luo was annoyed: "...Don't follow me!"
Leng Qi pouted: "How could I follow you? I'm going to walk my sunny way, but you have to walk in front of me."
Su Luo took a deep breath and held back her anger: "Okay, then which way do you want to go? Left or right?"
Does this mean that he should go first, and then she should go the opposite way? That won't work!
Leng Qishao crossed his arms, raised his chin proudly, glanced at Su Luo slowly, and said with some complaint: "My legs are a little sore, I need to rest."
Su Luo: "...Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"
Leng Qishao's big eyes were crystal clear, and he looked so innocent: "How can I bear to be in trouble with you? If you frown, I will feel sorry for you for a long time."
Su Luo took a deep breath and stared at Leng Qishao with stern eyes: "...I think I have made it clear to you. Nangong Liuyun and I are getting married, and he is the only one in my heart.
He and I are inseparable from each other, and we can no longer let anyone in, do you understand? So can you please stop doing these things that can easily cause misunderstanding?"
Su Luo's words were too straightforward, too sharp, and too ruthless...and Leng Qi truly admired her.
As Leng Qi said, Su Luo's every frown, every word, could affect his mind, making his heart beat up and down, and he could not sleep.
Her words can affect Leng Qi's mood.
Therefore, when she said this so straightforwardly and resolutely, it was impossible for Leng Qi not to be hurt... His face was slightly pale, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line.
Such a proud young man in red robe, the little overlord of the imperial capital who has never bowed to anyone, secretly gritted his teeth!
Su Luo, it’s you... you’re sure that I can’t do anything to you, right?
If it were someone else, how could he still have the life to stand in front of Leng Qi at this moment?
However...if it were anyone else, no one would reject a peerless young man like Leng Qishao.
After all, Leng Qishao and Nangong Second Young Master have been equally famous since childhood!
Leng Qi thought about what Su Luo was going through now and felt sorry for her before it was too late. How could she really be angry?
Therefore, Leng Qishao just hummed aggrievedly: "If you were really as good as you say, I wouldn't even be standing here."
Leng Qishao's voice was very soft, so Su Luo could only hear a few words clearly.