This question...

Jia Yi is Bing Ding Mao, Jia Yi is not Bing Ding Mao... This is clearly ambiguous.

Su Luo weighed his chin and kept thinking.

The seventh young master glanced at Nangong Liuyun proudly: "This fish is about to bite the hook, can't think of it?" He turned to Su Luo and said with apologies, "How can a man who can't even answer this question be worthy of you? We don't want it."

Who is this? Why do you want him to take care of her and Nangong Liuyun's affairs? Su Luo glared at him and was about to retort.

Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly and stopped Su Luo's actions. He glanced at the seventh young master casually: "This question is not difficult, why do you find it very difficult?"

"Isn't it difficult?" The seventh young master widened his eyes, "Do you know the answer?"

Yaya, it’s so damn, how could it be so fast? This final question is the most difficult!

"Not only do I know the answer, but more than one." Nangong Liuyun put his hands behind his back, and raised his jaw calmly.

"You, you actually came up with two at once? This is impossible!" The seventh young master who had always been slow was shocked. He stood up with a silence and stared at Nangong Liuyun.

"How could it be impossible? This question is very simple." Nangong Liuyun was still behaved when he got the advantage, and spread his hands to make him feel helpless.

"Okay, then you say, if you can tell two answers, then the blue fish will all belong to you!" The seventh young master still disbelief.

"That's it... OK." Nangong Liuyun agreed reluctantly, "But, you are not allowed to be angry after I said."

"What are you trying to keep selling? Tell me quickly." The seventh young master urged.

Su Luo couldn't help but hold his forehead gracefully when he saw it. The seventh young master pretended to be slow just now, which shows that he was impatient at heart.

Nangong Liuyun held his hands behind his back, his eyes wide and said the first answer: "Xiaoqi is a thing, Xiaoqi is not a thing."

"Puff--" Su Luo couldn't hold it in one breath and burst into laughter.

Nangong Liuyun is really bold and arrogant. What is this called? It is called pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey.

Xiao Qi, isn’t this Seventh Young Master?

The seventh young master's face turned red, he glared at Nangong Liuyun and snorted heavily: "This sentence doesn't count!"

"Why doesn't this sentence count?" Su Luo hummed twice. She held the nine-tailed little fox as white as jade, and smiled at the Seventh Master, "Look, my nine-tailed little spirit fox is also called Xiaoqi, it is just a thing; for example, you are not a thing..."

It would be fine if Su Luo didn't explain, but the seventh young master's face turned redder with this explanation.

"Stupid girl, are you looking for a fight? Humph!" The seventh young master slapped Su Luo in the head with a pretentious anger.

Su Luo stuck out his tongue: "I'm sorry, aren't you just can't figure it out? I'll help explain, you have a lot of them, so you won't be angry? I'm just an example."

If the Seventh Master is angry, it is not that there are many adults.

Although this girl is irrelevant, every word has a deep meaning, which makes him unable to be justified even if he wants to be angry. She is such a sinister, cunning, black and clever girl.

The seventh young master snorted: "Girls are outgoing, and the ancients really did not deceive me. Forget it, let's spare you for now. I will go with others to do this."

The seventh young master shook his sleeves and looked at Nangong Liuyun coldly, "There is another sentence. If this kind of unregulated one is still the case, don't try to keep your right arm."
Chapter completed!