After knowing that Patriarch Mo was protecting Su Luo, Su Zian was very unwilling.
He looked at Madam Su and Su Jingyu lying on the bed, a vicious light flashing in his eyes! After all, everyone used to live in the same house. Now that Su Luo's blood can save them, she shouldn't refuse, right?
So, Su Zian went to Nanshan again.
But this time, not only did he not even get to see Su Luo, but he was also scolded by the doorman and suffered a setback.
Su Zian was unwilling to accept this and yelled outside the door, calling Su Luo a heartless person who didn't even save his own mother and elder brother. It was just a drop of blood. Was it that difficult?
His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin gave an order, and immediately, Su Zian was thrown off the mountain.
"If you don't want to live, just say it directly. Don't be so subtle." This is what Butler Li said to Su Zian at the time.
Su Zian was so angry that his head almost popped out of the sky!
Su Luo's bones and blood were all given by him, and now it is so difficult to ask for a drop of her blood!
Su Zian was so furious, but when he thought about Su Luo being protected by two great Buddhas, Patriarch Mo and His Royal Highness Prince Jin, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.
He only hoped that in this Youlong Ranking Tournament, Su Luo would fall hard and be half dead, so that he could vent his anger.
However, Su Zian didn't know what it meant to do nothing. At least, she didn't give Su Luo a drop of blood, and everyone knew that she didn't save her mother and elder brother.
Nanshan.
Zi Yan ran over angrily.
"Su Zian is simply courting death! He actually slandered you like this!" Zi Yan brandished her sword and swung it forward. Suddenly, the rockery in front collapsed.
Under the long corridor, Su Luo calmly held the teacup, flicking the tea leaves from the lid with her right hand, without even lifting an eyelid.
"You're not angry at all?" After venting her anger, Zi Yan ran to Su Luo and asked angrily.
"Aren't you the one who's angry on my behalf?" Su Luo looked bewildered.
"Hey, how can you be so calm? You don't even know what people are saying about you out there." Zi Yan stamped her feet in anger. She was so angry that she slashed her sword and cut off the belts of those who were talking nonsense. Those people were so focused on their lower bodies that they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
"With a long mouth, besides eating, it's all about talking. Can you stop it?"
"But we can't just let them talk nonsense!"
"In fact, I really didn't help him." Su Luo spread his hands and said indifferently.
"But Su Zian isn't your biological father. Those half-dead people used to plot against you! Now Su Zian is using public opinion to pressure you!"
Su Luo raised the corner of her mouth in a half-smile and slowly put the tea in the cup: "Why do I smell Li Yaoyao's scent?"
"Li Yaoyao?" Zi Yan was so angry that she almost trembled all over when Li Yaoyao was mentioned.
Su Luo had encountered all these crises along the way, weren't they caused by that bitch Li Yaoyao? If she hadn't spread the news that Su Luo possessed spiritual blood, there wouldn't be these troubles now. Speaking of which, Li Yaoyao was the culprit.
"Yes, Li Yaoyao." Su Zian might want to do it, but the Su family does not have such strength yet. This matter is full of traces of the Yao Chi Li family.
"There's no one from the Yao Chi Li family participating in this Youlong Ranking Tournament, right?" Su Luo raised her eyebrows with a smile.
Li Aoqiong and Li Aotian were both destroyed in her hands, and the future of the Yao Chi Li family is worrying.
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