As he said, on Nangong Liuyun's beautiful and unparalleled face, the cold eyes that were as black as ink were firmly fixed on his face.
Nangong Liuyun's footsteps were steady and powerful, walking towards Dongfang Xuan step by step.
At this moment, Nangong Liuyun exudes an invisible deterrent force, as sharp as a peerless cold sword unsheathed, piercing the ears of the people, making people involuntarily feel chills in their hearts.
Dongfang Xuan subconsciously took a step back.
After taking a step back, he realized that he had done something stupid, so he immediately stood firm again and coughed to hide his embarrassment.
Nangong Liuyun's thick sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he approached Dongfang Xuan step by step, his eyes were as cold as a cold pool, and his voice was cold: "Where is Luoluo?"
Speaking of Su Luo, Dongfang Xuan's anger suddenly soared to the highest level, and he sneered coldly, "I'm only asking now, don't you think it's too late?"
Nangong Liuyun's eyes suddenly darkened, and the cold light flashed. When his long arms stretched out, he grabbed Dongfang Xuan's collar and lifted him directly, his eyes full of ice bursting with murderous intent: "Speak!"
The intimidating roar made Dongfang Xuanzhen's mind stunned.
There was an unfathomable horror in Dongfang Xuan's eyes.
If he remembered correctly, when he was separated from Nangong Liuyun, he was only the leader of the class. How could his strength rise so fast in the blink of an eye
Dongfang Xuan knew that his strength had recovered by 70% to 80%, and at least he had the strength of the middle stage of the Holy Rank, but he was directly caught by Nangong Liuyun with one hand. What happened? Could it be that Nangong Liuyun not only was not killed by the giant dragon, but also had a good fortune in misfortune and another chance
The more Dongfang Xuan thought about it, the more horrified he became, the more he regretted it, and finally stared straight at Nangong Liuyun: "Where's the dragon?"
"Do you think it still has a chance to live?" Nangong Liuyun tightened his arms and snorted coldly.
Dongfang Xuan felt as if his throat had been cut off, and there was a suffocation that was close to death, which made him feel panicked and terrified.
"Speak!" Nangong Liuyun shouted loudly, his voice impatient and impatient.
Dongfang Xuan's lowered eyes flashed a hint of coldness. In terms of strength, he is no longer Nangong Liuyun's opponent. If he doesn't take some measures, I'm afraid that he will really explain it here today.
He had just escaped from Su Luo's pursuit, and immediately fell into the slaughter of Nangong Liuyun. Dongfang Xuan felt that his luck had been carried to the extreme.
What should I do to disturb Nangong Liuyun's usual calmness and rationality, and make him mentally flawed? Dongfang Xuan's eyes shone brightly, and he soon had an idea.
"You really want to know about Su Luo?" Dongfang Xuan waved Nangong Liuyun's arm away.
Nangong Liuyun's black eyes were slightly frowning, and he stared at him for a moment without saying a word.
"Actually Su Luo..." Dongfang Xuan sighed softly, "Actually, what is Su Luo's doing now, I don't know... I hope this girl has her own good looks."
"What's going on?" Nangong Liuyun's face remained calm, but the back of his hand on the overcoat and robe was bulging, obviously angry.
With this beginning, Dongfang Xuan made up a lie vividly.
He told the story of Su Luo being hunted down and falling to the bottom of the Mohe River. Nine points of his words were true and one point was false, and it was almost impossible to find any flaws.
In the story he described, after Su Luo entered the Mohe, he was chased and killed by the God of War puppet, and then nothing happened...