"Don't be uncomfortable, we will meet again soon, trust me, huh?" Nangong Liuyun coaxed her gently, but in fact, how could he be at peace
"Do you have to go?" Su Luo finally asked.
"The law of darkness is only there." Nangong Liuyun sighed softly.
Su Luo felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she still nodded, indicating she understood.
"Then when are you coming back?" she asked softly.
"Wait when you are promoted to the Grandmaster-level Alchemist?" Nangong Liuyun's large and hot palms rubbed Su Luo's white and flawless face, but he smiled a little strangely.
How could Su Luo not hear the meaning in his words? Subconsciously, Su Luo stomped on him fiercely, and said in a sullen voice, "At this time, are you still teasing me?"
Because there was an agreement that when Su Luo was promoted to the master-level pharmacist, he would be able to resolve the hidden illness that had tormented him for many years, and Su Luo always remembered it.
"It's true." Nangong Liuyun pouted her thin rosy lips and stared at Su Luo seriously, "When I come back, we'll get married, eh?"
"Really, really, do you have to go?" Su Luo tightly hugged Nangong Liuyun's thin waist, her cheeks pressed against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Really reluctant to leave him.
Even when he was by her side, she was thinking of him all the time. After he left, Su Luo didn't know how she would spend those long nights.
"Luoluo." Nangong Liuyun sighed, but did not speak.
I'm afraid it won't be long before the mainland will be chaotic and without strength, what will I, Nangong Liuyun, use to protect you
If the two bosses hadn't arrived this time, Nangong Liuyun couldn't imagine how things would develop in the end.
"When that day comes, I will let you live unscrupulously, just like Master protects you." Nangong Liuyun solemnly swore to Su Luo.
In the final analysis, his strength has not reached the peak.
Compared with the monarch rank, the holy rank is still too weak after all.
In this case, what else can Su Luo say
She just hugged Nangong tightly and didn't want to let him go for a moment.
Nangong Liuyun was busy dealing with Emperor Jing's follow-up matters.
Seeing Emperor Jing's death, he felt very calm and calm.
At the stage of the Holy Master, many things can already be sensed, such as blood.
Just like Su Luo had no blood relationship with Su Zian, when Nangong Liuyun stood in front of Emperor Jing's body, he could clearly feel that Emperor Jing had no blood relationship with him either.
In other words, Emperor Jing was not actually his biological father. This truth made Nangong Liuyun slightly relieved, but at the same time there was a little doubt in his heart.
Since Emperor Jing is not his father, then who is his biological father? How did he become the son of Emperor Jing
Originally, this kind of thing could be answered with a few tricks, but now... Nangong Liuyun looked at the people around him and sighed slowly.
The Nangong royal family is dead, and now there is no one to ask questions.
Su Luo is looking at Bei Chenying's injuries.
Her blood was effective in treating internal and external injuries, not to mention the medicinal pills given by her master, so Bei Chenying's three injuries recovered quickly.
Although it has not yet healed, the wound has quickly scabbed over, and it will return to its original state within three to five days.
"Luoluo..." Bei Chenying lay in Zi Yan's arms and hesitated.