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A sharp dagger slices through the muscles, cutting through the flesh, and without any anesthesia, how can it not hurt?

Su Luo clearly saw that Nangong Liuyun had a trace of fine sweat on his forehead, and his face looked even paler, pale as paper, without blood.

Long, messy hair soaked with sweat and draped over broad shoulders.

But the corners of his mouth provoked a shallow smile, which seemed to be light and light, and seemed to be careless.

He stared at her for a moment, so gentle, spoiled, intoxicating.

Su Luo collided with his gaze, her heart thumped, and she instantly turned around and continued the movements in her hands.

Looking at the scarred skin, there was a flash of murderous aura in Su Luo's eyes.

"What happened last night?" Su Luo asked for the third time.

Nangong Liuyun avoided it a few times before, but now, in order to distract his attention, Su Luo mentioned it again.

Because when the blood coagulation pill powder is sprinkled on it, it is called real pain.

A hint of playfulness flashed on Nangong Liuyun's enchanting face, filled with an evil smile: "Don't worry, if this king's body is to be destroyed, it will be destroyed in the hands of the girl, how can it be given to others?" ”

What is this called? It's as if she's very hot!

Su Luo glared at him angrily: "Then how did you run out?" ”

How powerful are the mechanisms in the Purple Fish Palace? Now that he is locked in the acacia room, it is almost impossible to get out safely.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Nangong Liuyun's demonic eyes sank slightly, but his face was filled with an evil smile: "At that time, this king was firm in his belief in maintaining his innocence and dedicating his innocent body to my family's Xiaoluoluo, can this still come out?" ”

"Why did it hurt like this?"

The dagger in Su Luo's hand slashed, and another piece of carrion was cut off, Nangong Liuyun didn't frown, his face was still pale, and he said slowly: "Fight." In the convivian room, there is a second option in addition to socializing, which is quite humane. ”

Gentle and gentle words, evil and enchanting smiles, but the sweat on his forehead condensed into beads and rolled down one by one.

Su Luo's nose was sour, don't turn his face, pretending not to see it, his subordinates sped up, but his mouth continued to lead him to speak, "How is it personal?" ”

"Well, to put it simply, it's fighting with yourself." Nangong Liuyun's misty eyes were a little dizzy, but he still smiled, his smile was pale and weak.

"How do you fight yourself?" Su Luo glanced at him and focused on the work in hand.

Nangong Liuyun thought for a while and said slowly: "It's very strange inside, it will simulate another self, and this person, whether it is spiritual power, moves, or thinking, he is in the most perfect peak state, very powerful, right?" ”

Is there such a strange thing? Can it still be simulated like this? Is this ancient or ultra-modern...... Su Luo was suddenly embarrassed.

"In that case, how did you fight it?" Su Luo paused, and then kneaded the Blood Clotting Pill into powder and sprinkled it on his blood-surging wound.

The wound suddenly made a "snort" sound, which was somewhat similar to the effect of pouring sulfuric acid.

Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale in an instant, he took a deep breath, and forcibly ignored the heartache of the cone, and smiled gently but bewitchingly: "Don't look at it either...... Who is this king...... How...... Possible...... Can't beat ......"

Fight with the most perfect self, if you don't fight for the danger of your life, how can you get out?