Obeying him, obeying him, seems to have become a kind of intuition, an instinct, a kind of nature engraved in bone and blood.

It takes great courage to resist his Highness the king of Jin.

Ling Feng bit his lip and angrily shut up and stood aside.

Since ancient times, beauty is a disaster! The ancients did not deceive me! Ling Feng red eyes, hands clenched into a fist, cold and merciless stare at Su Luo.

Nangong Liuyun put the dagger into Su Luo's hand. She was smiling faintly but seductively. She pointed to her chest and coaxed her with a soft voice: "come on, stab here. If you go down, you will be relieved. Good."

His face was calm and did not have a temperature, and he firmly clasped Su Luo's hand, so that she had no room for resistance.

Su Luo was afraid and angry, and cried out: "Nangong Liuyun, enough! That's enough! Stop it

The enchanting and enchanting hand of Sakura's death is like a dead smile. He did not allow her to refuse, holding her wrist with the dagger, the tip of which was aimed at the center of his heart.

"You know, I work in Nangong Liuyun. No one dares to talk about it, and never cares about other people's opinions. But you, Sully, are the exception Nangong grabbed her hand, and her eyes were icy, "you can get revenge. Come on, come on, let's get angry."

Nangong Liuyun's dark eyes looked at her and looked deep into her eyes. With her hand, he pointed the knife point at his heart, the most deadly pulse.

No matter how high your martial arts are, your heart will always be fatal. A stab, no matter how powerful the master will fall.

He held her hand tightly, and the whole person was calm and expressionless. He only approached her step by step and forced her to kill him.

Su Luo shook her head again and again, trying to break his hand off. She only murmured in her mouth, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't afford you Su Luo said ten thousand sorry in her heart, but she couldn't say a word in her mouth.

But Nangong Liuyun turned a deaf ear, just a faint smile, as gorgeous and lonely as March fireworks.

His eyes were clearly smiling, but his eyes were indifferent.

He touched Su Luo's face and called her name: "my Nangong Liuyun has never been sincere to anyone, only to you..."

The voice did not fall, his eyes flashed a trace of ferocity, heavily pressed her hand toward his chest stab!

Su Luo's tears welled up.

This man is a devil!

Even if he is cruel to others, he is so cruel to himself!

At the last moment, Su Luo tried his best to stab the dagger to his shoulder socket and clavicle to avoid the fatal heart position.

Looking at him, he almost suffocated, and seemed to have no strength to open his eyelids, but he still looked at her with his deep eyes and laughed for a moment.

Su Luo clenched her fist, and she understood instantly.

Nangong Liuyun is calculating her with his life, pressing step by step and trapping her from time to time!

He's gambling!

He is gambling that she will avoid the key at the last moment. He is gambling that she Suluo is reluctant to let him die. He is gambling that she does not have a trace of affection for him!

Such a man has a plan, a city government, a strategy, a strong strength and a strong capital. If a man like this gives a woman a chance, she will never escape.

He said she was the exception.

Did he just give himself a chance after all these years?

Su Luo's mind suddenly drifted across the light, pure and beautiful Qingguo woman.

Did he not give the fairy a chance?

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