Su Luo stepped forward fiercely and grabbed Nangong Liuyun's right hand: "Wait!"
Nangong Liuyun's originally depressed mood was suddenly excited, and his originally gloomy eyes suddenly became bright and radiant!
It turns out that one sentence can really affect a person's entire mood!
Su Luo was in a trance when she was looking at Nangong Liuyun's shining and burning eyes. She paused for a moment before she realized what she was doing. She subconsciously touched Nangong Liuyun's lower back with her hand!
Sure enough, it was wet and extremely sticky.
Raising her palm, Su Luo saw that her palm was a scarlet color!
Bright red and dazzling!
Blood...all blood!
Su Luo gasped, she stared at Nangong Liuyun with wide eyes, opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word!
"You!" Su Luo stared at Nangong Liuyun with wide eyes, "Blood... so much blood... are you injured?!"
Nangong Liuyun's thin, rosy lips were flattened, and her pair of peerless beautiful eyes as dark as ink, big and bright, looked at Su Luo aggrievedly... extremely pitiful.
It is obviously so powerful that it can almost destroy the entire spiritual world, but at this moment... it feels like a child.
Su Luo's heart felt like it was being pinched by a huge hand, causing a burst of pain!
Su Luo glared at Nangong Liuyun fiercely: "Why didn't you say you were injured?! Why didn't you bandage?! When did you get injured?! Today?!"
Nangong Liuyun shook his head pitifully.
"Yesterday?!" Su Luo put her hands on her hips!
Nangong Liuyun shook his head pitifully again.
"Three days ago?!" Su Luo gasped, "Injuries from the battle with the Shadow Demon Emperor?! Right?! Don't lie to me!"
Nangong Liuyun hummed softly.
"You still know?!" The flames in Su Luo's heart suddenly rushed up, like a ignited bomb!
She stood in front of Nangong Liuyun, so she subconsciously poked Nangong Liuyun's chest: "You, you, you! The injury you suffered three days ago, why wasn't it bandaged and not treated?!"
Nangong Liuyun pursed her thin lips into a white line, pouted and said nothing.
Still have a temper?
Su Luo sneered: "Tell me, why don't you bandage?!"
Nangong Liuyun looked away proudly.
Su Luo stared at him fiercely: "Speak!"
Nangong Liuyun's deep and beautiful eyes glanced at Su Luo resentfully... Apart from Su Luo, who would dare to speak to him with such an attitude now? She was the only one.
"So fierce..."
Nangong Liuyun complained in a low voice like a little daughter-in-law.
"..." Su Luo took a deep breath, exhaled all the anger in her belly, and tried her best to calm herself down!
But how did she calm down?!
What kind of strength is Nangong Liuyun? Super god realm! Doesn’t she know what kind of self-healing ability he has? With such self-healing ability, how could his wound keep bleeding for three days?
So, there is only one possibility!
He does not heal himself and prevents his own healing!
Thinking of this, my heart that had calmed down suddenly jumped up like a burst of fire!
"You! Do you want to make me angry to death?! You deliberately don't heal yourself, and you deliberately make me feel wronged, blamed, guilty and distressed, right?!" Su Luo poked Nangong Liuyun's chest with her finger!
At this moment, where can you see that arrogant and domineering character in Nangong Liuyun?! On that impeccable handsome face, a voice of grievance came: "...it hurts."