"Don't be sad, we will meet again soon, believe me, okay?" Nangong Liuyun coaxed her gently, but in fact, how could he be calm in his heart?
"Do we have to go?" Su Luo asked finally.
"The law of darkness only exists there." Nangong Liuyun sighed lightly.
Su Luo felt uncomfortable, but still nodded to show that she understood.
"When will you be back?" she asked softly.
"Wait until you are promoted to a master-level alchemist, okay?" Nangong Liuyun stroked Su Luo's fair and flawless face with his large, hot hands, but his smile was a little strange.
Su Luo knew exactly what he meant. Subconsciously, she stomped on his foot and said coquettishly, "You're still teasing me at this hour?"
Because they had once agreed that when Su Luo was promoted to a master alchemist, she would spend her wedding night with him and the hidden illness that had tormented him for many years would be cured. Su Luo always remembered this.
"It's true." Nangong Liuyun pouted his rosy lips and stared at Su Luo seriously, "When I come back, we'll get married, ok?"
"Really, really, do we have to go?" Su Luo hugged Nangong Liuyun's thin waist tightly, resting her cheek on his chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.
I really don't want to leave him.
Even when he was by her side, she thought about him all the time. After he left, Su Luo didn't know how to spend the long, dark nights.
"Luoluo." Nangong Liuyun sighed, but did not speak.
I’m afraid that before long, the continent will be in chaos. Without strength, how can I, Nangong Liuyun, protect you?
If the two big guys had not arrived this time, Nangong Liuyun could not imagine how things would have developed in the end.
"When that day comes, I will let you live without restraint, just like how your master protected you." Nangong Liuyun solemnly swore to Su Luo.
Ultimately, his strength has not reached its peak.
Compared with the monarch level, the saint level is still too weak after all.
In this case, what else can Su Luo say?
She just hugged Nangong tightly, not wanting to let him go for a moment.
Nangong Liuyun was busy dealing with the follow-up matters of Emperor Jing.
Seeing Emperor Jing's death, he felt very calm and peaceful.
When one reaches the Saint Lord stage, one can already sense many things, such as bloodline.
Just like Su Luo and Su Zian had no blood relationship at all, when Nangong Liuyun stood in front of Emperor Jing's corpse, he could clearly feel that Emperor Jing had no blood relationship with him either.
In other words, Emperor Jing was not his biological father. This truth made Nangong Liuyun feel slightly relieved, but at the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Since Emperor Jing was not his father, who was his biological father? And how did he become Emperor Jing's son?
Originally, this kind of thing could be solved with some tricks, but now... Nangong Liuyun looked at the desolate surroundings and couldn't help but sigh slowly.
The Nangong royal family is all dead, and now there is no one to ask questions.
Su Luo was checking Beichen Ying's injuries.
Her blood was very effective in treating both internal and external injuries, not to mention the elixirs given by her master, so Beichen Ying and the other two recovered quickly.
Although it has not healed yet, the wound has quickly scabbed over and will probably return to its original state within three to five days.
"Luoluo..." Beichen Ying lay in Zi Yan's arms, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
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