"Okay, okay!" Emperor Jing waved his hand angrily.

Postponement, postponement, the Tour Dragon List has been held for many sessions in history, but it has never been postponed. Why is it the turn of Eastern Jin Dynasty? It's so troublesome?

Emperor Jing had the idea of ​​changing the referee, but after asking several families, all the big names in those families were not in the mansion! So Emperor Jing had to wait.

Fortunately, Master Rong Yun is quite trustworthy.

The day before the competition, I finally arrived late and caught up with this Dragon Tour Feast.

Nanshan.

When Su Luo saw Master Rongyun, he showed joy in his eyes and pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, you are back. If you don't come back, Uncle Nangong will send someone to tie me up."

Master Rong Yun was wearing a white brocade robe, with a long body standing on his face as the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, as gentle as jade, as elegant as chrysanthemums, noble and elegant, almost suffocating. But this thin figure has the strength to stand at the peak of the strong human beings.

Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo, smiled faintly, and his voice was gentle and low: "Is your body all better?"

He always speaks so slowly, gentle and lazy, and the ending sound is indescribable.

Su Luo ran up and took his arm, handed it on his right wrist, and smiled: "Master, let me show it, is that really good?"

Master Rong Yun glanced at Su Luo with his light, his dark eyes were like the thick stroke in an ink painting, and he nodded slightly: "The recovery is pretty good, it's a piece of fragrant fat."

Master Rongyun pinched Su Luo's bulging cheeks and smiled faintly.

Rong Yun didn't laugh often, but the gentle beauty he smiled was indescribable to any adjective in the world, and he was simply so beautiful.

Su Luo looked at him stupidly, and then she was directly taken away by Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun put his long arms down and placed Su Luo behind him, slapped Master Rongyun: "The master is worthy of being a master. I have time to chat here after a long time."

"Nangong Liuyun." Su Luo secretly pulled his sleeves. How could he be so rude to his master!

Nangong Liuyun let Su Luo pull his sleeves off and didn't look back at her, but her face became more and more depressed.

Master Rong Yun gently raised the corners of his lips, and hooked his slender fingers towards Su Luo: "Come to the teacher."

The master is destined, so no disciple dares to refuse. So Su Luo threw away Nangong Liuyun and happily soaked in Master Rongyun's place.

In this case, Nangong Liuyun never pulled it back, and his face suddenly turned black like gray at the bottom of the pot, so heavy that it could almost drip out of water.

His black black hair tilted down, but at this moment he almost stood up one by one, and his clenched fists made a sound of joint collision.

In that case, Master Rong Yun led Su Luo to say this as if no one was around.

He is so beautiful, his every move is exquisite and noble, extremely elegant, and his profound strength makes people feel unsure.

Su Luo did not notice Nangong Liuyun's black face at all. At this time, she and his master were sitting side by side on the soft couch, telling him about the past with a smile.

The master used to be stern, and Su Luo was used to his indifference and alienation. Suddenly, his master became amiable, so Su Luo naturally had to seize this opportunity.

At this time, Su Luo was talking about how he was so beautiful and full of energy.

The contrast with Nangong Liuyun's sharp and angry face is very obvious.
Chapter completed!