Nangong Liuyun's eyes were full of distress and self-blame.
Su Luo waved her hand, signaling that it didn't matter: "It may look very serious, but in fact, it doesn't hurt a bit. Would you stop using the expression of looking at a waste to look at me okay? At the very least, I'm at the eighth rank ah." An eighth rank expert, the Li Yaoxiang at that time, was at this level and nothing more.
"But just now…you were one hundred percent a waste ah." A complicated expression appeared in Nangong Liuyun's beautiful eyes as he slowly spit out the truth.
"What? I changed into a waste again?" Su Luo almost spit out a mouthful of water, nervously seizing herself up from head to toe. She didn't 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, "Why? What happened?"
Nangong Liuyun's hand gripped the jade pendant, then pulled Su Luo to walk with him: "Follow me."
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 couldn't 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 couldn't see him.
At this moment, Beichen Ying gave a
a smile that was more brilliant than sunlight, waving his hand and loudly called out a greeting: "Oh~~~I'm over here~~~"
Su Luo's face was full of black lines, could she say that now, they were separated by three mountaintops' distance okay?
Don't know what medicine Beichen Ying ate, he ran over like the wind, and left those subordinates that were following him far, far away.
Beichen Ying's speed was very fast, in less than a cup of tea's 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
the childlike Beichen Ying started to talk, dancing and gesticulating with joy: "You ah, locked on top of the mountain all day, definitely don't know how lively the imperial capital is right now. That's what is called, one person surging up like the tide, so crowded. Oh that's right, Luo Luo, aren't you short on money? Follow Third Older Brother and there will be meat to eat!"
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 'older brother'.
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 'third older brother', 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 no one answered her.
Just when Beichen Ying was slapping Su Luo's 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.
"Bro, bro, Second Brother, you are also here?" Beichen Ying's mouth split open into a smile that was uglier than crying.
Nangong Liuyun's icy swordlike gaze shot towards Beichen Ying's hand.
In an instant, the hand Beichen Ying placed on Su Luo's shoulder seemed to be drenched in boiling lava, in a conditioned reflex, it very quickly drew back. He gave several forced laughing sounds: "Haha, hehe, you, you are also here?"
Now, Beichen Ying wished he could chop off his two little paws. Touch what isn't good, he actually went and touched the treasure at the tip of Nangong Liuyun's heart…boo hoo, really afraid of being beaten up.