At the same time, he set up a jail within a 100-meter radius, imprisoning Su Luo's actions.

He didn't believe it, and he could still let Su Luo escape this time!

This time, the man in white used ten percent of his strength!

A thorn that would do all the best.

He widened his eyes, afraid that he would be dazzled again.

But he didn't know that he would never be dazzled.

Because, he has fallen down forever and will never wake up again.

Nangong Liuyun's violent golden fist exuded endless violent aura and slammed heavily on his back.

The bones in the man in white quickly cracked and shattered, and finally turned into a ball of minced meat and fell softly to the ground.

Su Luo staggered ahead and almost fell.

Nangong Liuyun swirled away, quickly caught her, and wrapped her tightly in her arms.

"Luoluo." Nangong Liuyun stared at her nervously, looking up and down.

From the moment she saw the long sword stabbing Su Luo just now, Nangong Liuyun's body was still trembling slightly.

"Damn it!" After this look, Nangong Liuyun was almost mad.

His treasure Luoluo, he has been taking good care of these days, and he has not easily cultivated a little blood. At this time, the meridians in his body are disordered and blood stains are even more mottled on his clothes.

Falling in his arms, Su Luo opened his weak eyes, and a brilliant smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Nangong, I knew you would come."

Nangong Liuyun's ice eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, with slightly congested eyes, full of self-blame.

"Luoluo... I almost lost you again..."

He promised that she would never be hurt again; he promised to protect her well, but now, she was injured in front of his eyes.

The breeze blew his black ink hair, and his beautiful and delicate face was filled with heartache and guilt.

Su Luo smiled weakly: "Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

"No, it's my fault!" Nangong Liuyun, "Xue Luohuan will not attack us for no reason. The reason behind this is very interesting!"

Nangong Liuyun's gaze turned to the man in white who was covered in blood. His dark eyes emitted a faint faint light, strange and unpredictable.

No one knows what Nangong Liuyun is thinking.

"The wound on your body..." The bright red blood in front of Su Luo deeply stinged his eyes.

Nangong Liuyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and violence emerged.

"The little dragon is going to hunt for the nine-tailed spirit fox, hoping to catch it." Su Luo weakly put his head in his arms, rubbed it, and found a comfortable position to lean on it.

When she was avoiding the man in white just now, she teleported twice in a row, almost draining all her strength.

At this time, she always felt like her mind was drained from oxygen, and she wanted to vomit with disgust.

Looking at Su Luo's pale face, Nangong Liuyun hated that he was not an alchemist for the first time.

"Let's go find the little dragon." He never sat there waiting for death or waited for the rabbit. He pursued the initiative.

Nangong Liuyun rushed up with a light aura, slapped the dragon-scale horse, and soon moved away from the blood-stained snow.

"Did all three kill them?" Su Luo, who had lost too much blood, felt chills all over his body and trembled all over.

"Kill two." Nangong Liuyun's face was cold and hard, and his eyes were as cold as iron, but when he spoke to Su Luo, he could gently drip water.

"Let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles." Su Luo's tone was regretful and could not be dispersed for a long time.
Chapter completed!