Beichen Ying took one last look at Su Luo and turned to leave.

Su Luo's hand was on the door, and he struggled several times, but he didn't make up his mind.

An impatient voice came from inside: "Take it out!"

Then there was the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

Then, the door opened, and a girl came out with red circles in her eyes with the broken porcelain pieces she had packed, and the tips of her fingers were covered with blood beads.

As the door opened, Su Luo smelled a foul smell of wine

With the open door, Su Luo walked towards him step by step.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was lying on the bed, lying face in, only revealing the hard lines of his back.

He didn't look good at all.

He was wearing only a white middle coat, and his body was covered with all kinds of scars, and the gauze was wrapped haphazardly, as if he had not been carefully cared for.

"If you don't eat, get out!" Nangong was very impatient in his words, and a pillow was smashed towards Su Luo.

Although it was just a pillow, he was an eighth-order powerhouse, how powerful was it?

Su Luo leaned slightly to one side, and subconsciously slid away from the spirit dance steps, and only then did he escape the catastrophe.

If it is replaced by an ordinary ring, there is already a corpse on the ground.

Nangong Liuyun didn't turn around, still facing inward, lying with his back to Su Luo.

Su Luo stood in place, motionless, looking at his back.

Thinking of this man, because of his own unintentional mistake, he made a big move, and destroyed the entire Dragon and Tiger Gate, which made the court jealous, into scum overnight, and the blood flowed like a river.

Thinking so, her gaze became subtle and complex.

After a long time, he probably felt that the person behind him had not moved, and Nangong Liuyun turned around impatiently: "Why haven't you died yet-"

The word "death" stiffens on the lips of the perfect diamond.

His brows furrowed, he glared at Su Luo in displeasure, and glanced at her viciously: "Who allowed you to come?"

Su Luo pretended not to hear the displeasure in his words clearly, walked over step by step, and finally stood in front of him, staring at him for a moment, just without saying a word.

Nangong Liuyun's face was not good, and he snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are?

His tone was cold, as cold as ice, and at first glance it made people lose face, and he wanted to cry and hide his face.

But Su Luo could hear that although he looked fierce, his eyes were not cold.

There was still the residual smell of spirits on his body, with a faint hint of blood, which made people vaguely imagine his ferocity last night.

Thinking that he actually vented his anger in that way, Su Luo's heart was slightly sour, and he subconsciously turned his face away.

Looking at Su Luo, who was standing in front of him but didn't say a word, Nangong Liuyun's tone became more and more disgusted: "It's like a pestle like a piece of wood, and you won't apologize?"

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Yesterday it wasn't the author who didn't pass it on.,The website it had a convulsion.,Tell me that the background doesn't have my book...... Crazy. Let's see if I can fill in the chapters today...... Walk up.