It's a little hairy to watch
Ling Feng clenched his fists and stared at Su Luo with cold eyes, with anger and a hint of admiration in his eyes.
How noble is His Royal Highness King Jin? And what a gift? The current ancestor of Su Mansion is only a fifth-order powerhouse, but his Royal Highness the King of Jin of their family is only eighteen years old, but he is already a sixth-order!
His Royal Highness the King of Jin has ever suffered a trace of grievance since he was a child? And now, now I'm being beaten! This waste wood girl without a trace of spiritual power is really arrogant!
Nangong Liuyun's slender index finger slowly rubbed the pumped cheeks, and the cold eyes like eagles were arrogant and cold, glowing with demonic light.
His eyes were dark and strange, smooth as a mirror, unusually cold, unfathomable, and looked at her with a deep and seductive look.
It's a little hairy to be seen by his eyes.
A trace of panic flashed in Su Luo's heart for a while, but he quickly calmed down, held his head high, and met his gaze without showing weakness.
Suddenly, on Nangong Liuyun's frightening handsome face, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and a smile bloomed, like an epiphany in full bloom, bewitching and gorgeous.
"Pap-papa-pa-" The crisp applause sounded one after another, and Nangong Liuyun pulled Su Luo with a pair of beautiful hands, making her fall into her arms.
"Girl, your self-confidence really makes you know what to do. Should this king applaud your bravery or mock your stupidity? Nangong Liuyun's evil and enchanting eyes seemed to carry a hint of helplessness, "Do you know that in this empire, taking the initiative to attack a powerhouse above the fifth order is death and crime?" You've been sentenced to death, understand? ”
What words? Was she forcibly kissed and she was not allowed to resist? What kind of law is this? How do you focus on the powerful and powerful?
Nangong Liuyun seemed to understand her unspoken words, and smiled faintly: "In this world where martial arts are respected, a big fist is the last word. Isn't it fair? But who called you a waste of wood? ”
Su Luo clenched his fists, very unwilling.
Nangong Liuyun gave her a vivid practical lesson, which made her deeply understand that only Fist Da has the right to speak in this world.
Nangong Liuyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the demon looked Su Luo up and down weirdly, and then touched her little hand and moved her little head.
"What are you doing?" What about playing with her as a doll?
Under the moonlight, Nangong Liuyun's beautiful eyes that were as black as ink seemed to be covered with a faint layer of mystery, he suddenly stood up, grabbed Su Luo's hand, and said gloomily: "Let's go, take you somewhere." ”
"Where?" Su Luo looked at him with some puzzlement.
At this moment, his pupils seemed to be shining with a brilliant luster, and there was a faint flow of excited light and shadow. It seemed as if all of a sudden, the doubts were explained.
"Test the Temple." A few strands of green silk from Nangong Liuyun are softly placed on the smooth forehead, the perfectly curved chin is clearly defined, the voice is charming, and the momentum is compelling, which cannot be refused.
"Test the Temple? What to do? This Su Luo still knows the Tao, and it is because of that day that she got the results of the talent test in the test temple, and her life changed drastically.
"What else do you think the test temple can do?" Nangong Liuyun suddenly chuckled warmly, his voice was warm and lazy, and it was extremely good, even more obvious in the silent night sky.
"But isn't it possible to enter the test temple only on the first day of the new year of each month?"
Nangong Liuyun chuckled a few times playfully, poked her smooth forehead, and her voice was lazy and evil, "Silly girl, you have to get used to it, some people are born with privileged treatment, such as this king." ”