Nangong Liuyun was obviously in a good mood, and his smile looked a little silly.
He hugged Su Luo tightly, then let go after a while, and returned the red sandalwood box to Su Luo's hands, scratched the tip of her nose, and smiled broadly: "If you can care about it, what is this danger?"
After saying that, he let go of Su Luo and turned to leave.
"Nangong—" Su Luo called to him, Nangong Liuyun stopped, and Su Luo shouted towards his back seriously: "Be careful! Don't come back hurt!"
"Okay." Nangong Liuyun turned her back to her, and there was a delightful, doting smile on the corner of her mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away with Bei Chenying and the three of them.
Soon, the angry roars and fighting sounds of the monsters could be heard from the front.
Su Luo thought about it and followed.
How could Su Luo really be here waiting to be rescued
If she really doesn't have the power to protect herself, and going up will cause trouble for others, then she will naturally obediently wait here and wait for the result, so as not to cause trouble for her team.
But now she has a spiritual marble in her hand, a spiritual marble that was condensed before the death of a seventh-order peak powerhouse.
In this case, how could she stay in place obediently, but let her companions die for her
Su Luo clasped the spiritual marble in his hand, performed a spiritual dance, and swept forward silently.
The spiritual dance steps obtained from the Liu family, no one in the Liu family practiced it, but it was cheaper for Su Luo. If the old man of the Liu family knew about it, I was afraid that he would vomit blood again.
Not long after, Su Luo arrived at the place where the two sides were fighting.
This is different from the narrow corridor, but an open space of nearly 100 square meters, surrounded by bright light.
Fighting with Nangong and the others was a black tiger.
The black tiger looks extremely ferocious, with a faint luster of hair, a hideous face, and sharp fangs. The strong and powerful body is full of attack power at a glance.
Nangong and the others stood in four directions in a square shape, besieging it in the center.
Nangong Liuyun was the main battle, trying to attract the black tiger's hatred value with a little difficulty, and fully caught all its attacks.
Against the eighth-order beast, the seventh-order he did not panic at all, his moves were steady, and his moves were continuous.
Bei Chenying and the other three kept attacking and assassinating the tiger, trying to cause fatal damage to it.
The battle between the two sides was very fierce, and almost all of them were tragic except for Nangong Liuyun.
Bei Chenying was even worse. He seemed to be targeted by the black tiger. Although he fled quickly, his clothes were almost torn apart by the tiger's sharp claws, and a few strands hung on his body, making him even more embarrassed than a beggar.
His flawless face was also torn out by sharp claws with a few blood mists, which looked a little terrifying.
The black tiger is not a fool, and he soon saw Nangong Liuyun's plan. It took the risk of being stabbed, and kicked Lan Xuan on the left side, kicking him hard against the wall, and then sticking it to the wall. Rolled to the ground against the wall.
Lan Xuan covered his chest and coughed continuously, unable to restrain himself from spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his spirit was a little relieved.
After the black tiger kicked Lanxuan away, another paw shot towards Bei Chenying on the right.
For these little fleas that kept jumping up and down, the black tiger felt too much trouble, so it was better to kill them first, and then concentrate on fighting the most powerful one.
That giant clawed tiger is powerful, carrying endless power.