Nangong Liuyunâs eyes were full of distress and self-blame.
Su Luo waved her hand, signaling that it didnât matter: âIt may look very serious, but in fact, it doesnât hurt a bit. Would you stop using the expression of looking at a waste to look at me okay? At the very least, Iâm at the eighth rank ah.â An eighth rank expert, the Li Yaoxiang at that time, was at this level and nothing more.
âBut just now...you were one hundred percent a waste ah.â A complicated expression appeared in Nangong Liuyunâs beautiful eyes as he slowly spit out the truth.
âWhat? I changed into a waste again?â Su Luo almost spit out a mouthful of water, nervously seizing herself up from head to toe. She didnât even forget to move her spirit force. It was when she was sure her cultivation in her body was still there, before she curiously asked, âWhy? What happened?â
Nangong Liuyunâs hand gripped the jade pendant, then pulled Su Luo to walk with him: âFollow me.â
At this moment, Beichen Ying just so happened to have hands clasped behind his back, a group of henchman followed behind him. He glanced in all directions and walked over, that sloppy little appearance was the splitting image of the little evil tyrant in dramas bringing a group of flunkeys to stroll the street to snatch women from good families.
This youngster couldnât stay still on Southern Mountain, on the second day they had arrived at Southern Mountain, he had already gone down the mountain. Now see, after he had finished playing, he once again came up the mountains to look for Nangong Liuyun and her.
Beichen Ying, with one glance, saw Su Luo at the other end of the mountain. As for Nangong Liuyun, at his current angle, he couldnât see him.
At this moment, Beichen Ying gave a smile that was more brilliant than sunlight, waving his hand and loudly called out a greeting: âOh~~~Iâm over here~~~â
Su Luoâs face was full of black lines, could she say that now, they were separated by three mountaintopsâ distance okay?
Donât know what medicine Beichen Ying ate, he ran over like the wind, and left those subordinates that were following him far, far away.
Beichen Yingâs speed was very fast, in less than a cup of teaâs time, he had leapt across the three mountain tops. He arrived in front of Su Luo, not breathing hard and not red in the face.
His face was flushed, seemingly very excited.
As expected, the next second, the childlike Beichen Ying started to talk, dancing and gesticulating with joy: âYou ah, locked on top of the mountain all day, definitely donât know how lively the imperial capital is right now. Thatâs what is called, one person surging up like the tide, so crowded. Oh thatâs right, Luo Luo, arenât you short on money? Follow Third Older Brother and there will be meat to eat!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
With him being pleased with his own self, Beichen Ying simply even changed the way he called himself. Normally, he would flatteringly call her Sister-in-law, now, being pleased with himself, he called himself âolder brotherâ.
Su Luo secretly smiled, she knew that besides Nangong Liuyun being the second brother, the rest of the three, their rankings were always indeterminate. Each and every one of them said they were âthird older brotherâ, none of them wanted to become fourth and fifth brother.
Although Su Luo was always curious, why Nangong Liuyun was second brother and not eldest brother. But, this question, no one answered her.
Just when Beichen Ying was slapping Su Luoâs shoulder, promising to bring her to make a lot of money, suddenly, he felt his back go cold, an ice-cold breath enveloping him firmly. In this second, the air in the surroundings seemed to freeze.
âBro, bro, Second Brother, you are also here?â Beichen Yingâs mouth split open into a smile that was uglier than crying.
Nangong Liuyunâs icy swordlike gaze shot towards Beichen Yingâs hand.
In an instant, the hand Beichen Ying placed on Su Luoâs shoulder seemed to be drenched in boiling lava, in a conditioned reflex, it very quickly drew back. He gave several forced laughing sounds: âHaha, hehe, you, you are also here?â
Now, Beichen Ying wished he could chop off his two little paws. Touch what isnât good, he actually went and touched the treasure at the tip of Nangong Liuyunâs heart...boo hoo, really afraid of being beaten up.