The more Li Yaoyuan thought about it, the happier he became, and he finally left in a drunken state.
"Su Luo, are you still working so hard to repair your chain?" Li Aochen sneered evilly. "What a pity! What's the point of cramming at the last minute? Tsk tsk."
Li Aochen shook his head in disdain, then leaned back comfortably on the rattan chair and looked up at the sky.
He would lose? How could that be possible? Even if I killed him, I wouldn't believe it.
Thinking of this, Li Aochen took out a purse from his waist and tossed it up and down in his hand for fun.
It seems that he can also earn some pocket money.
Tomorrow, the battle will begin. Su Luo, are you ready? Li Aochen raised his eyes evilly.
At this time, Su Luo was still fighting.
Again and again.
The fight lasted longer and longer, and the two men were in a stalemate, neither able to do anything to the other.
At this time, all the exposed skin on Su Luo's head and arms was covered in blood.
Su Luo was breathing heavily, letting the sweat pour down like rain without even frowning.
However, waves of intense pain came from the wound. Su Luo took a deep breath and tried to suppress her somewhat confused mind.
Su Luo knew that she couldn't move.
Li Aochen, who was sitting opposite her, was not in a much better situation.
At this time, Li Aochen's right arm had been chopped off by Su Luo, and blood spurted out.
He was so angry that he almost jumped up and down, but he didn't dare to move a step.
Because movement will create flaws, and flaws will give the enemy opportunities to attack you.
The two men stood facing each other, their eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at each other.
Time passes by every second.
After reality.
The bright morning light broke the darkness of dawn, and the sky was covered with an orange-red morning glow.
Nanshan.
Outside Su Luo's room.
Beichen Ying and Zi Yan stood opposite each other, both with conflicted expressions.
"How about you knock on the door?" Zi Yan thought about it, then put down her hand and gave her seat to Beichen Ying.
Beichen Ying raised his hand, and just as his fingers were about to touch the door, he stupidly stopped and turned to ask Zi Yan, "Is this really okay? What if Luo Luo is in the middle of repairing the chain? Will she be disturbed and lose her mind?"
Zi Yan looked at the sky outside anxiously: "If we don't go now, it will be too late. Luo Luo will be automatically disqualified from the competition."
"How about you do it?" Beichen Ying gave up his seat weakly.
"You—" Zi Yan angrily stepped on his foot and glared at him fiercely, "I'll do it if I want!"
Zi Yan stood in the place that Bei Chenying had given up, prepared herself mentally with difficulty, and then raised her hand gracefully.
Just when the back of her hand was only an inch away from the door panel, she suddenly found that she could not move her whole body!
Zi Yan was suddenly panicked.
But before she could complain, a cold voice sounded silently in her ear: "Don't disturb her."
"Third Senior Brother!" Zi Yan found that she could move and turned around in surprise.
Nangong Liuyun was wearing a light blue brocade robe and standing in the backlight. The orange-red morning light came from behind him, making him look like a god descending from the sky. He was so handsome that it was breathtaking.
The whole body's style and noble and elegant demeanor make people feel that it would be blasphemy to look at it any longer.
"What should we do now?" Zi Yan shook her head, trying to drive the image of the beautiful Nangong Liuyun out of her mind.
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