Chapter 1544 – Nangong’s victory (3)
Su Luo supported Nangong Liuyun down the stage.
Beichen Ying and Zi Yan, in a lively manner, ran over. Lan Xuan and Anye Ming also circled over.
“Second Brother, you are too awesome!” Beichen Ying’s hand slapped Nangong Liuyun on the shoulder.
Who knew Nangong Liuyun’s figure lowered, if it was not for Su Luo’s support, he certainly would directly sit on the ground.
“This…”Beichen Ying looked at his own palm with a freakish expression and some doubt.
When did his palm have the strength of Hercules? Nangong’s body which had such strong defense, how could he…
Su Luo glowered at Beichen Ying, she lowered her voice and warned: “I’ll calculate this debt with you when we get back.”
After Su Luo called Dragon Scaled Horse over, she went into the carriage with Nangong Liuyun, and they directly left.
Anye Ming patted Beichen Ying’s shoulder to console him: “You, boy, are finished for sure.”
Beichen Ying scowled miserably: “Second Brother looked completely normal ah, how could I have known…” Known that his leg illness simply hadn’t healed yet ah! He looked the same as if he was healthy okay?
“You idiot!” Zi Yan disdainfully rolled her eyes at Beichen Ying. She caught up with Lan Xuan and Anye Ming, quickly returning.
“Hey, you guys wait for me ah, wait for me ah~~” With great difficulty, Beichen Ying returned to his senses. He discovered that everyone had left, becoming only little black dots. Without delay, he hurriedly rushed to catch up.
Inside the horse carriage.
After Nangong Liuyun entered, his tense body finally loosened.
Su Luo hurriedly took out Celestial Spirit Water for him to drink.
“Do you feel a bit more comfortable?” Su Luo’s huge, clear and pitch-black eyes were full of deep concern.
“A lot better, don’t worry.” Nangong Liuyun’s smile was splendid like sunshine.
“Here, there is only the two of us, don’t need to keep up the front.” Su Luo’s snow-white little hand had a hot spirit aura and slowly massaged his pair of legs to help him alleviate the pain of the cold poison.
Nangong Liuyun leaned against the wall of the carriage, sweat rushing forth like broth. His complexion was pale as snow.
His eyes were weakly half-opened. His lowered eyes watched as Su Luo helped him alleviate some of the pain. His dark red lips slowly hooked up, the corner of his eyes bending into a half moon shape that was beautiful and alluring. In a low voice, he softly moaned: “Foolish girl.”
“No one is more foolish than you.” Su Luo used a bit more force to hammer his leg, and Nangong Liuyun sucked in a cold breath from the pain.
Su Luo did not raise her head, however, her tone had a trace of being choked by emotions. Her words were fast and repeatedly reproached him: “Originally, your strength couldn’t be compared to Dongfang Xuan and you clearly knew your leg illness had flared up. Why did you still go on the stage? Clearly, you know it’s to go throw your life away, why did you still need to go!”
Faced with Su Luo’s emotional flipping out, Nangong Liuyun was as clever and obedient as a little deer. His face had a smile as he explained in a low voice: “Isn’t this….a win?”
“Win? If it weren’t for at that critical moment the Heavens helped you, if it weren’t for you suddenly being promoted at that second, how could you have won? Dongfang Xuan’s sword strike would have directly split you into two!” Su Luo was furious and her hand heavily hammered down.
“Hiss——” Nangong Liuyun was in so much pain that cold sweat came out.
This plucky girl, her hands were really impolite ah.
Although he was being scolded, the corner of Nangong Liuyun’s mouth raised up even more. His smiling expression became more obvious. Pitch-black as ink pair of starlike pupils were dazzling, hidden under thick eyelashes. It was so bright and deep, just like a crystal flashing with colors that dazzled the eyes.
His long slender arm extended out, Su Luo had stood up and was unsteady and directly sat on his body.
Suddenly, Su Luo was very nervous and cried out in surprise: “Quickly release me! How are you? Did I put too much pressure on you?”
Nangong Liuyun’s red lips hooked up alluringly, black eyes were warm as jade, unblinkingly looking at Su Luo. He engraved her outlandishly beautiful face in the depths of his brain, leaving a strong mark in his soul.
