Su Luo's eyes were like water, but with the coldness of talking, she seemed to be able to see through everything. She looked at the sky outside the window and smiled lightly: "I don't know, but I know that I like myself the most."
"Girl, I also like you the most." Nangong Liuyun's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes as clear as sea water, and she smiled half-truth.
"Aren't you at a loss?" Su Luo's words implied a double meaning.
"This king never does business at a loss." Nangong Liuyun smiled like a cunning fox who had only practiced for thousands of years, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person looked lazy, "Don't believe it? How about we make a bet?"
"Don't gamble!" It must be the winner who warms the bed for the loser again, so Su Luo is not fooled.
At this moment, there was a loud quarrel in the lobby downstairs.
Countless soldiers surrounded the entire restaurant, so densely packed that the water was blocked, and even flies couldn't get out.
After hearing the news of the loss of his son, Zhao Junshou almost collapsed. He took a spear on his back, mounted his horse and rushed towards the restaurant.
Just as Liu Weiming and the others were discussing their departure, the troops brought by Zhao Junshou just blocked them at the door.
The two sides confront each other, and neither will let the other.
Liu Ruohua's party said that Zhao Gongzi's death was more than worthy of death, and Zhao Junshou was determined to avenge his son!
Zhao Junshou insisted on going his own way, and today he had to take Liu Ruohua's head. Even if her father was the prime minister, it would not change Zhao Junshou's original intention.
But how could Liu Weiming and the others agree? All of them are from the royal family, and the elders in each family have higher official positions than Zhao Junshou.
So the two sides started fighting again.
Zhao Junshou is not comparable to his useless son. He is a dignified fifth-order martial artist, and he is superb with a ghost and horse gun, and few people can match him.
In the end, Liu Ruohua's party failed miserably.
Zhao Jun's long spear rested on Liu Ruohua's shoulder, the tip of the spear shone with cold light and murderous aura.
Zhao Junshou's face was gloomy like a demon from hell, with a strong murderous look on his face, and said coldly, "Suicide or be killed, choose the same."
At this time, the blood on Liu Ruohua's wrist had stopped, her face was as pale as white paper, and she couldn't even stand, but she was not panic at all, sneered: "You even a small county guard dare to threaten Miss Ben? Believe it or not, it won't be long before Miss Ben can put you in jail!"
Zhao Junshou's face was gloomy, and the whole person looked cold and gloomy, "Suicide, or be killed?"
His eyes were terrifying, like a devil who fought bloody battles in a purgatory, cold and without a trace of emotion.
Zhao Junshou was obsessed with cultivation all his life and neglected to discipline his son, which led to this tragedy. So he blamed himself, but he would never let go of the enemy who killed his son.
Even if she is a woman, even if she is the daughter of Prime Minister Liu!
Seeing the murderous intent on Zhao Junshou's face, Liu Ruohua flashed a trace of fear in her heart, but she forced herself to calm down and smiled coldly: "You want to kill me? Have you asked His Royal Highness King Jin?"
His Royal Highness King Jin? A look of horror appeared on Zhao Junshou's face, who was in a state of madness.
His Royal Highness King Jin is definitely a shocking existence in the minds of warriors.
The second in talent in the history of the continent, he has been promoted to the sixth rank in less than 20 years. I heard that he has reached the peak of the sixth rank, and he is only a threshold away from the seventh rank.
Who doesn't admire such a genius? Who dares to fight him
"His Royal Highness King Jin?" Zhao Junshou frowned and repeated. The difficulty is that his incompetent son offended His Royal Highness King Jin, which led to his death