Nangong Liuyun's face was as pale as snow, with a trace of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyelids were black and blue. Those beautiful eyes as black as ink were like a deep pool, sucking Su Luo in!
Nangong Liuyun's face is pale and her body is weak, but she is still stunningly beautiful and breathtakingly beautiful!
It's so beautiful and heart-wrenching, I can't take my eyes away!
When Su Luo felt her pulse, he kept staring at him, his eyes so focused and intense that Su Luo felt a little uncomfortable.
"Ahem." Su Luo coughed twice.
She raised her eyes to speak to Nangong Liuyun, but unexpectedly, she looked into those deep, dark eyes. In an instant, her soul seemed to be pulled in by an invisible hand!
Su Luo took a deep breath and stared at Nangong Liuyun with a cold and distant look on her face. She frowned and said, "Why do you put yourself in such a state? Do you know how bad your body is?!"
Nangong Liuyun didn't speak, he just stared at her.
Fierce, angry, sad, sad...all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his eyes, becoming increasingly deep.
Su Luo stood up and reprimanded him: "Do you know that your level of great god is about to be lost? If you continue to be ruined like this, you will fall to the level of god!"
Nangong Liuyun stared at Su Luo in silence, still saying nothing.
Su Luo pointed at him angrily: "Do you think it's over when you become the middle god? I tell you! When you reach the middle god, you will go crazy and become a madman! Do you understand?
Do you understand the seriousness of the matter?!"
Now Su Luo is already a half-step god-level alchemist. If others can't see it, why can't she? Nangong Liuyun tortured his own body on purpose! He did it on purpose!
"My own body hurts by itself! If you don't even feel sorry for yourself, who else will feel sorry for you!" Su Luo glared at Nangong Liuyun angrily!
"Do you feel sorry for me?" A faint, pitiful voice came from the other side.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun was as pitiful as an abandoned puppy, his beautiful ink-like eyes were wet and pitiful.
Su Luo originally had a lot of reprimands to say, but they stopped abruptly.
How should she answer this sentence?
At this moment, the nine brothers of the Su family standing in a row all looked at each other.
It's not that they don't understand Nangong Liuyun.
As the saying goes, you look old at the age of three. They have seen Nangong Liuyun when he was a child. At that time, Nangong Liuyun was as stubborn as a little old man, with a small face, serious and arrogant, and his self-esteem was terrible!
Therefore, none of them expected that Nangong Liuyun would have such a side... pitiful like an abandoned puppy...
This painting style...isn't it right? The nine brothers of the Su family looked at each other.
Su Luo took a deep breath, glared at Nangong Liuyun and changed the subject: "How do you feel now? In addition to the damage to the Dantian, is there any other pain?
"Do you feel sorry for me?" On that peerless beauty, the deep eyes like stars stared at Su Luo for a moment, and asked every word with utmost seriousness.
Su Luo glared at Nangong Liuyun: "I will prescribe you some medicine first, and then leave you three pills, one to take every seven days."
With that said, Su Luo took out a pen and ink and started writing.
However, before she could take out the pen and ink, Su Luo found that she couldn't take out the pen and ink, because from the beginning to the end, Nangong Liuyun was holding her sleeve tightly.