Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun down.
Beichen Ying and Zi Yan ran over happily, and Lan Xuan and Anyeming also gathered around.
"Second brother, you're awesome!" Beichen Ying slapped Nangong Liuyun on the shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Liuyun's stature became shorter. If Su Luo hadn't supported him, he would have sat down on the ground.
"This..." Beichen Ying looked at his own palm, with incredible doubts in his eyes.
When did he become a Hercules Palm? Even with Nangong's defensive body, he could...
Su Luo glared at Beichen Ying and warned him in a low voice, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."
Then Su Luo summoned the dragon-scale horse, and she and Nangong Liuyun both got into the carriage and left directly.
An Yeming patted Bei Chenying's shoulder comfortingly: "You are finished."
Beichen Ying said with a sad face: "Old Two looks completely normal, how could I know..." How could I know that his leg disease hadn't healed at all! He really looked the same as when he was healthy, okay?
"You idiot!" Zi Yan gave Beichen Ying a look of disdain, followed Lan Xuan and Anyeming, and hurried back.
"Hey, wait for me, wait for me~~" Beichen Ying finally came to his senses and found that everyone had left and only a small black dot was left, so he quickly ran towards it.
In the carriage.
Only after Nangong Liuyun entered did his tense body relax.
Su Luo quickly took out the Tianling Water and gave it to him to drink.
"Are you feeling better?" Su Luo's clear, dark eyes were full of concern.
"Much better, don't worry." Nangong Liuyun's smile was as bright as the sunshine.
"There are only two of us here, don't force yourself." Su Luo's snow-white little hands, carrying a scorching spiritual energy, slowly moved over his legs to help him relieve the pain of the cold poison.
Nangong Liuyun leaned against the wall of the car, sweat pouring down his face, his face as pale as snow.
He weakly half-opened his eyes, lowering his gaze to look at Su Luo who was relieving his pain. His crimson lips slowly curled up, a beautiful crescent moon appeared at the corner of his eyes, and he whispered softly, "Silly girl."
"No one is more stupid than you." Su Luo hit him hard, and Nangong Liuyun gasped in pain.
Su Luo didn't look up, but her voice was choked with sobs. She spoke quickly and repeatedly, blaming Dongfang Xuan: "You were not as strong as Dongfang Xuan to begin with, and you knew that your leg disease was flaring up, so why did you still go on stage? You knew you were going to die, so why did you still go up!"
Facing Su Luo's excited outburst, Nangong Liuyun was as obedient as a little deer, with a smile on his face, and he quietly defended himself: "Isn't this... winning?"
"Did you win? If God hadn't helped you at the last critical moment, if you hadn't suddenly been promoted at that moment, how could you have won? Dongfang Xuan's sword could have split you in half!" Su Luo angrily punched the opponent with her hand.
"Hiss—" Dongfang Xuan broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.
This tough girl is really rude.
Although being scolded, Nangong Liuyun's mouth corners curled up more and more, and his smile became more and more obvious. His dark eyes were dazzling under the shade of thick eyelashes, bright and deep like crystal, shining with dazzling brilliance.
He stretched out his slender arm, and Su Luo lost her balance and sat directly on him.
Su Luo suddenly became extremely nervous and exclaimed, "Let me go! What's wrong? Did I crush you?"
Nangong Liuyun's red lips curled up charmingly, her black eyes were as gentle as jade, staring at Su Luo without blinking, deeply imprinting her beautiful face in his mind, leaving many marks in his soul.
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