Chapter 441

The sharp dagger cuts through the muscle and cuts the skin. How can it not hurt without any anesthesia?

Su Luo clearly saw Nangong Liuyun forehead with a touch of sweat, his face looked more pale, pale as paper, no blood color.

His long, messy hair was soaked in sweat and spread over his broad shoulders.

But the corner of his mouth provoked a light smile, as if light and careless.

He gazed at her in an instant, so gentle, doting, intoxicating.

Su Luo and his line of sight collide, heart, bang bang, she instantly back, continue the action in the hand.

Looking at the scarred skin, Su Luo has a flash of murderous air in his eyes.

"What happened last night?" Su Luo asked for the third time.

Several times before, Nangong Liuyun was avoided, but now, in order to attract his attention, Su Luo has mentioned it again.

Because when the coagulant powder is sprinkled on it, it will be called real pain.

A trace of fun flashed on Nangong Liuyun demon's face and was filled with a smile full of evil spirit: "don't worry, my king's body will be destroyed in the hands of a girl. How can I give it to others?"

What's that called? It's like she's killing flowers!

Su Luo glared at him angrily: "then how did you get out?"

How powerful are the mechanisms in the purple fish hall? Since they are locked up in the party room, it is almost impossible to get out safely.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Nangong Liuyun demon's eyes sank slightly, but his face was full of evil smile: "at that time, I firmly believed in keeping my innocent body dedicated to my family. Can we still get out?"

"How could it be that way?"

She said, "nansu's face is still pale, and she's still fighting. There's a second choice in the party room, which is quite humanized

Warm soft words, evil charm enchanting smile, but the sweat on the forehead condensed into beads, each rolling.

Su Luo nose a sour, don't face to go, pretend not to see, hand speed up, but continue to lead him to speak in the mouth, "how individual?"

"Well, to put it simply, it means fighting with yourself." Nangong Liuyun's blurred eyes were dizzy, but he was still smiling, pale and weak.

"How do you fight yourself?" Su Luo looked at him and focused on his work.

Nangong Liuyun thought for a while and said slowly, "it's very strange inside. It will imitate another person. This person is in the most perfect peak state, whether it's spiritual power, moves, or thinking. Is it really powerful?"

How could there be such a strange thing? Can you simulate that? Is this ancient or ultra modern Su Luoluo was suddenly embarrassed.

"In that case, how did you fight?" Su Luoluo was stunned, and then he crushed the clotting pill into powder and sprinkled it on his bloody wound.

The wound immediately issued a "HISHI" sound, and the effect of pouring sulfuric acid is somewhat similar.

Nangong Liuyun's face turned white in an instant. He took a deep breath and ignored the pain. His smile was gentle but enchanting: "I don't want to see Who is this king How Maybe I can't beat... "

Fight with the most perfect self, if you don't fight for the danger of life, how can you come out?

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