"Three thousand spar." Beichen Yingzhi said everything, and there was no end to it.
"So few?" Su Luo frowned, "Then why are you happy?"
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, not to mention three thousand. Only a local tyrant like you would despise three thousand green spar." Bei Chenying couldn't hide his excitement, "The next game will be Nangong and Luo Haoming. Oh game!"
This match between him and Su Luo can only be regarded as a warm-up match.
As the game time got closer, there were more and more rumors about Nangong Liuyun in the imperial capital.
Nanshan.
It was rumored outside that Nangong Liuyun, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was leaning leisurely on the soft couch, holding the scroll leisurely.
The sun came down from the cracks in the branches and fell on his face, mottled and beautiful.
Su Luo smiled and sat down beside him, and took the book from his hand.
Who would dare to take away the book of His Royal Highness King Jin? That's why Su Luo has the guts and ability, and he does it for granted.
"Tomorrow is going to be a match." Su Luo looked at him seriously, "Is your internal injury really healed?"
Nangong Liuyun had a battle with Old Ancestor Mo before. After that, he had been recovering from his injuries. After Su Luo asked several times, he said he had recovered, but Su Luo always felt uneasy.
Nangong Liuyun's smile was a little unpredictable: "It's not good yet."
"Then what should I do?" Su Luo became more and more worried, "Luo Haoming was ten years ago, and he has been in closed-door cultivation for the past ten years, making rapid progress, and you... how can this be good?"
"Just do your best, don't worry." Nangong Liuyun smiled lightly.
"Why don't you worry, you were beaten and vomited blood before." Su Luo's face turned serious, "I don't know who the man in black is. If I guess correctly, it must be the person behind Luo Haoming!"
"All the conspiracy and tricks, don't blame the person who designed it, just blame yourself for not taking enough precautions." Nangong Liuyun's voice was full of endless sadness, "Tomorrow, just do your best."
"Alas..." All the emotions were in this sigh.
The surrounding air seemed to have changed slightly.
When it seemed that there was a cup of tea, Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Let's go."
Su Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It was really dangerous just now, and I was almost discovered."
If it wasn't for Nangong Liuyun's reminder, she really didn't realize that there was a super strong lurking in the dark.
"The ancestor of the Luo family." The corners of Nangong Liuyun's mouth twitched, red lips enchanting, with a sneer.
"Could it be that they have made a big move? Even the ancestors have been dispatched in person?" Su Luo asked curiously.
"Let Beichen take as much as he has." Nangong Liuyun's pitch-black eyes flashed a sullen look, and he said slowly and slowly.
"Understood." Su Luo smiled and nodded.
The ancestors of Luoyu Palace came to test it in person, and the water in it was deep. Judging from Beichenying's news, Luoyudian's bet in the early stage was not a miserable loss.
However, can it be doubled... Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun looked at each other, and then the two evoked the same evil smile.
After Bei Chenying heard the news, he excitedly rushed to the casino overnight.
Such a big list, he doesn't check it himself, he really can't let go.
Not to mention, on this big night, Luoyu Palace really sent someone here...
That posture is like moving house...