Just when Su Luo was heartbroken, Shi Shiran, the master of the Nine-Fold Hall, paced behind Su Luo.

A calm voice sounded behind Su Luo.

"You want to save him?" the voice of the Nine-Fold Hall Lord was mysterious, and in the quiet hall, there was a strange feeling.

Su Luo suddenly turned around, grabbed the sleeve of the nine-fold hall master, and asked excitedly and loudly, "Can you save him?!"

The nine-fold hall lord looked at the crying cat-like girl in front of him, his hands folded behind his back, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he raised his chin proudly: "Of course." ”

"Tell me quickly, how can I save him!" Hearing that the Lord of the Nine-Fold Hall had a way, Su Luo was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and his eyes that were red and swollen like walnuts were crystal clear.

The Lord of the Nine-Fold Hall glanced at Su Luo, and slowly withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn't made up his mind yet.

Su Luo is a smart person, so he naturally understands it at a glance.

Her expression was eager and excited: "What do you want?

The Lord of the Nine-Fold Hall obviously wanted to take advantage, how could Su Luo not see it?

Don't think that this black soul nine-fold hall master is noble and compassionate, he can be bought by the seventh prince, naturally it is very profitable.

"Well...... this" The Nine-Fold Hall Lord seemed to be a little embarrassed, he slowly touched his chin and continued to sell Guanzi.

"What the hell do you want? Say it plainly!" Su Luo grabbed his sleeve and wanted to slap him over.

In fact, Su Luo's temperament has always been calm, and her words and deeds are also slow and methodical on weekdays, and she has never had such a momentary moment, but now that it is a matter of Nangong Liuyun's life and death, it is impossible for her not to be anxious.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun's face was withered, like an eighty-year-old man, his originally handsome and unparalleled face was dotted with age spots, and he was even thinner and almost skinny, and there was not a single or two flesh on his body, and the light one seemed to fall apart as soon as the wind blew.

The strictest thing is that he is angry and intermittent, so straight and straight, looking like a dried mummy.

Su Luo only glanced at it, and tears fell down.

"Tell me quickly, what can I do to cure him!No matter what the cost, I am willing!" Su Luo's voice was unprecedentedly firm.

The nine-fold hall master looked at Nangong Liuyun, who had been taking a breath for a long time, and then looked at Su Luo, whose eyes were crying like walnuts, and then glanced at Su Luo slowly: "If you want to save him, you can sell your soul to the hall master." ”

What the?!

Before Su Luo could react, Ziyan suddenly broke out.

"No, how can you live without a soul, you are called Luoluo? You are still the master of the Nine-Fold Hall, you are simply taking advantage of the fire to rob!" Zi Yan clenched her fists on her side, glaring at the Nine-Fold Hall Lord angrily.

Beichen Ying pulled Su behind him, and his angry gaze shot at the Ninefold Hall Lord like a breath of fire: "This condition is not to be discussed!"

The Nine-Fold Hall sighed helplessly: "Don't worry, you two, it's not that you can't live if you sell your soul." ”

Beichen Ying's eyes were cold, and he asked with a straight face: "Say it clearly!"

The Lord of the Ninefold Hall looked at Su Luo angrily, and explained carefully: "Selling your soul to the Lord of the Hall is not to separate your soul from the **, it's just that when the Lord of the Hall has a task to explain, you have to help do it, that's all." ”

"It's that simple?" Su Luo's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

"Well, it's as simple as that. "The master of the nine-fold hall is smiling, and his attitude is as kind as Maitreya Buddha.