"Silly girl." Nangong Liuyun's slender hand held up her face like snow, and stroked her cheek painfully, "don't worry, isn't it all right?"

Although scolding him, but his girl eyes are red. Nangong Liuyun's heart is like a lemon melting into the water. It's sour and astringent, but it makes him extremely distressed.

"It's all about you!" Su Luo yelled at him.

"Yes, yes, it's all about me. It's all about me." Nangong Liuyun's good temper repeatedly admitted that she was wrong, and her broad palm pressed her head into his broad chest.

Until this moment, he confirmed that his girl is still in his body, he will not lose her.

Dongfang Xuan finally flew down from the air. Although he looked as usual, he was not completely flustered in his heart.

He was afraid that he would die.

He was afraid that he would never see his girl again.

Even, he was afraid that his girl turned back to be entangled by the cloud.

At that moment, all the worries, anxiety and pain were mixed together. At that moment, it seemed that God finally appeared. At the time of life and death, let him have a flash of light and understand the rules of heaven. Otherwise, it is hard to say how he is now.

Su Luo buried in Nangong Liuyun's chest, listening to his steady and powerful heart beating sound, smelling the warm breath of sunshine on his body, deeply indulged.

"Don't do that again, do you hear me?" Su Luo's voice is not as aggressive as before, but still can't say, "you don't know, under the stage, my heart rate almost stopped."

"Well." Nangong Liuyun caresses her thin back and coaxes her with a smile.

At this time, the sun is just right, slanting in from the window, and the warm spring breeze is blowing in.

The two people in the carriage just like this and fell asleep.

One is the exhaustion of fighting on the stage, the other is the mental tension of worry under the stage, so now that the result comes out, the mood is relaxed, and they all sleep soundly.

The dragon scale horse unconsciously slowed down and walked steadily like a stroll.

As time went by, the sun was almost setting, or did not wait for Nangong Liuyun and Suluo, beichenying looked at each other.

"Didn't they go out before us? How come you haven't arrived yet? " Ziyan walked around the hall worried.

"Perhaps, to do their personal business?" The North Star shadow touches the chin, in the brain the imagination.

"Put away your thoughts. The Third Elder martial brother is not well. Don't you all worry? There are so many enemies that you don't worry about? " Ziyan's eyes swept around in the crowd.

"No worries." Those three heartless people even nodded and said seriously.

"You don't speak of righteousness!" Ziyan pointed to them angrily. Just as she was about to publish a long piece of emotion, there was a slight horse hoof neighing outside.

"Coming!" Ziyan exclaimed and ran out.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun is awake, but Su Luo is still in a deep sleep.

So, people will see Nangong Liuyun holding Su Luo, walking slender legs, from the car out.

He's very steady with every step. It seems that he's really OK.

North Chen shadow quickly went up, stretched out his hand: "boss, or I come?"

Although Su Luo is thin, she still has seventy-eight Jin.

Nangong Liuyun's eyes are like ice skates, like ice skates that have been frozen for three thousand years. They shoot hard at Beichen shadow.

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