"Don't feel bad, we'll meet again soon, believe me, huh?" Nangong Liuyun gently coaxed her, in fact, how calm was his heart?

"Do you have to go?" Su Luo finally asked.

"The law of darkness is only there. Nangong Liuyun sighed lightly.

Su Luo felt uncomfortable, but he still nodded, indicating that he understood.

"And when are you coming back?" she asked softly.

"When you are promoted to a grandmaster-level alchemist, will you?" Nangong Liuyun's wide, hot palm rubbed Su Luo's white and flawless face, but he smiled a little strangely.

How could Su Luo not hear the meaning of his words? Subconsciously, Su Luo stepped on him fiercely, and said coquettishly: "At this time, are you still teasing me?"

Because there was an agreement that when Su Luo was promoted to a grandmaster-level alchemist, he would be able to solve the hidden disease that had tormented him for many years, and Su Luo always remembered it.

"It's true. Nangong Liuyun's ruddy thin lips pursed, staring at Su Luo very seriously, "When I come back, we will get married, huh?"

"Really, really, do you have to go?" Su Luo tightly wrapped his arms around Nangong Liuyun's lean waist, his cheek against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

I was really reluctant to leave him.

Even if he was around, she was thinking about him all the time, and after he left, Su Luo didn't know how to spend those long days and nights.

"Fall. Nangong Liuyun sighed, but did not speak.

I'm afraid that it won't be long before the mainland will be in chaos, and if you don't have the strength, what will I Nangong Liuyun do to protect you?

If it weren't for the arrival of the two bigwigs this time, Nangong Liuyun couldn't imagine how things would have developed in the end.

"When that day comes, I will let you live unscrupulously, just as Master protected you. Nangong Liuyun solemnly swore to Su Luo.

In the final analysis, his strength has not reached the peak.

Compared to the Monarch Rank, the Saint Rank is still too weak after all.

In this way, what else can Su Luo say?

She just hugged Nangong tightly and didn't want to let go of him for a moment.

Nangong Liuyun was busy dealing with Emperor Jing's follow-up matters.

Seeing Emperor Jing die, his heart was very calm and uneventful.

When you reach the Holy Lord stage, you can already sense many things, such as bloodlines.

Just like Su Luo and Su Zi'an did not have a bloodline relationship, when Nangong Liuyun stood in front of Emperor Jing's corpse, he could clearly feel that Emperor Jing had no bloodline relationship with him.

In other words, in fact, Emperor Jing was not his biological father. This truth made Nangong Liuyun breathe a sigh of relief slightly, and at the same time, there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

Since Emperor Jing is not his father, who is his biological father? and how did he become Emperor Jing's son?

Originally, this kind of thing could be solved with some means, but now...... Nangong Liuyun looked at the surroundings full of desolation, and couldn't help but sigh slowly.

The Nangong royal family is dead, and now there is no one to question.

Su Luo was showing Beichen Ying an injury.

Her blood treatment for internal and external injuries has miraculous effects, not to mention the elixir given by the master, so Beichen Ying's three injuries recovered quickly.

Although it has not healed yet, the wound has quickly scabbed over and will return to its original state within three to five days.

"Luoluo ......" Beichen Ying lay in Ziyan's arms, wanting to speak and stopping.