Young Master Nangong raised his eyes, and silently glanced at Su Luo with those beautiful and deep eyes, with a hint of obvious grievance in his eyes.
After glancing at Su Luo, Young Master Nangong lowered his head and continued to cough.
Su Luo took a few steps forward and stopped beside him, staring at him intently: "You, what's wrong with you?"
Young Master Nangong turned his head away with his captivating face.
Su Luo reached out to hold his wrist, but Young Master Nangong brushed her hand away, lifted the moon-white quilt, and stood up.
"Let me see." Su Luo saw that his face was pale and bloodless, and the worry in her heart ultimately surpassed her strong self-esteem.
Nangong Liuyun stood up calmly, put on his clothes coldly, and walked straight out.
"Nangong Liuyun, stop right there!" Su Luo shouted at him angrily.
The tall and thin figure in front paused slightly. He turned his head and looked at Su Luo with those precious eyes like obsidian, which were unfathomable. There was a bottomless depth in his eyes and a fluorescent light flowing.
Under that gaze, Su Luo was stunned for a moment and remained speechless for a long time.
Young Master Nangong turned around gracefully and left coldly.
Wherever he walked, there was a faint fragrance of white flowers.
Watching him leave, Su Luo took a step forward, but ultimately did not shout out.
She knew he was waiting for that sentence, and she knew her lack of response disappointed him, but... could she just pretend nothing had happened? She couldn't do that!
Therefore, Su Luo could only watch Nangong leave...
Su Luo rubbed her brows in frustration. The development of things was getting more and more out of her control.
However, what Su Luo didn't know was that what happened next was beyond her control.
Having been absent from the judging panel, Leng Qishao is back.
The second game.
No one expected that Murong Fang would still have a bye in the second game.
As the number one seed, his repeated byes make people feel more and more mysterious about his strength.
This one.
Su Luo versus Leng Yunyi.
Xin Chongliang versus Chen Xuejiao.
Because Su Luo lost to Chen Xuejiao in a single move in the previous battle, everyone outside underestimated Su Luo's strength.
In the previous match between Leng Yunyi and Xin Chongliang, although Leng Yunyi lost, he had held on for so long after all, so everyone was still optimistic about Leng Yunyi, and therefore they showed a lot of contempt for Su Luo in their words and deeds.
Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared on the judges' panel. Everyone was stunned at first, and then burst into thunderous applause.
"Seventh Young Master Leng!"
"Seventh Young Master Leng is here!"
"The Seventh Young Master Leng, who is on par with the Second Young Master Nangong, is here!"
The audience's only regret was also fulfilled.
Leng Qishao stood up tall, his every move was exquisite and noble, and he exuded an alluring lazy and evil charm.
Leng Qishao waved his hand calmly and sat down leisurely.
Someone shouted boldly, "Why did Young Master Leng come just now?"
No one thought that the arrogant Leng Qishao would answer this question, but to everyone's surprise, this domineering, strong, enchanting and frivolous Leng Qishao actually answered seriously: "Because I want to cheer someone up."
ah?
This answer is shocking, but also leaves a lot of room for gossip.
To cheer someone up? Who had such a great reputation that the almighty Leng Qishao could come and cheer him up in person?
"Could it be Leng Yunyi?"
"Because the next match is between Leng Yunyi and Su Luo."
"But Leng Yunyi is only a branch of the Leng family, not a direct descendant. Besides, even if he were a direct descendant, Young Master Leng Qi might not take him seriously, right?"
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