He didn't expect that Su Luo would hold on.

Because he knows how hard it is!

Nine days of all-out running, this is the training standard of the elite in the Ares camp. Only one or two of those great men can stick to it. Their strength is above nine stars.

But now this five-star girl, her mind is lax, but still insist on gripping teeth.

If he doesn't stop, I'm afraid she will run to death.

Looking at this time and stubborn pride, perseverance, and sometimes the spirit of cunning ghost girl, Nangong Liuyun's heart, emerged an unprecedented pity.

Before watching her fool Lin Xiaoyue and watching her design the blood blade team, Nangong Liuyun felt that his eyes were bright, but it was just a little clever, but now this scene, for him, is shocking.

When Su Luo was running past Nangong Liuyun, he put out his hand like lightning and held Su Luo.

At the moment, Su Luo is weak and seems to fall at one touch.

Nangong Liuyun holds Su Luo.

After su Luo recognized the person in front of her with her misty eyes, she did not struggle or resist. She staggered with her feet and fell down to Nangong Liuyun's arms. Her hands tightly encircled his thin waist: "Nangong..."

Her voice, pride, grievance, affection, pain, whisper A variety of emotions mingle, converging into these two familiar notes.

Nangong Liuyun holds the sweat dripping Su Luo, always clean and addicted to him, subconsciously will push her away.

But these two seemingly inadvertent words, but rushed into his eardrum, in his mind filled with waves!

Why

When she read these two words, they seemed to have been called out thousands of times?

Why are these two words so similar to the yellow girl's voice in my mind?

Nangong Liuyun is holding on to Su Luo's posture, motionless, eyebrows deeply locked.

Looking at Su Luo soft fall in his arms, that small head pillow in his chest, breathing long, it seems that really because of excessive fatigue in the past.

Nangong Liuyun's fingers, slowly moving, inch by inch to her cerebellar bag melon.

Palm, press.

The soft touch of hair makes Nangong Liuyun feel familiar.

How can you be familiar with it? It's just been known for a long time!

Nangong Liuyun feels a little puzzled.

However, this is not the time to lift the difficulty, because the blood blade team is still chasing after.

Nangong Liuyun doesn't mean to get rid of the blood blade team now. He is hanging the blood blade team like Su Luo.

Because if we get rid of the blood blade team now, the danger will be the black one group.

Nangong Liuyun didn't stop walking. He finally put Su Luo on his back and carried her on.

Nangong Er Shao of Lingjie, in memory, was the first time to carry a girl.

In the past, Ning San wanted to call him back, but

Nangong Liuyun removes the image of Ning San from his mind, and then quickly leaves with Su Luo on his back.

When Su Luo opened his eyes, it was the next morning.

Nangong Liuyun observation how sharp, almost in the moment Su Luo woke up, he subconsciously directly to the Su Luo.

"Bang!"

Su Luo was directly thrown to the ground by the proud Nangong adult.

Fortunately, it is surrounded by grass half a person high. It feels soft and doesn't hurt to fall down.

Su Luo is half asleep and half awake when she is smashed down. Suddenly, she wakes up.

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