The more Li Yaoyuan thought about it, the happier he became. Finally, he left when he was drunk.

"Su Luo, are you still practicing hard now?" Li Aochen curled an evil sneer at the corner of his mouth, "What a pity, what's the use of cramming Buddha's feet for the moment? Tsk tsk."

Li Aochen shook his head disdainfully, then leaned on the rattan chair easily and comfortably, looking up at the sky.

Will he lose? How is this possible? He doesn't believe it even if he kills it.

Thinking of this, Li Aochen took out a purse from his waist and threw it into his hands, one high and one low.

It seems that he can also make some pocket money and spend it.

Tomorrow, the battle is about to begin. Su Luo, are you ready? Li Aochen evilly raised his eyes.

At this time, Su Luo was still fighting continuously.

Time and time again.

The later the battle went on, the longer the battle went on. The two of them could not stand stalemate and no one could do anything to each other.

At this time, all the exposed skin on Su Luo's head and arms were covered in blood.

Su Luo gasped violently, letting the sweat flow down like rain without frowning.

However, waves of severe pain came from the wound, and Su Luo took a deep breath and barely suppressed his somewhat vague mind.

Su Luo knew that she couldn't move.

Li Aochen, opposite her, was not in any better condition.

At this time, Li Aochen's right arm had been slashed away by Su Luo, and blood was rushing out.

He almost jumped angrily, but he didn't dare to move half a step.

Because there will be flaws when moving, and flaws will give the enemy a chance to attack themselves.

The two stood in confrontation, their eyes narrowed dangerously, and they both stared at each other.

Time passes by minute by minute.

After reality.

The translucent dawn breaks the darkness of dawn, and the sky is covered with an orange-red morning glow.

Nanshan.

Outside Su Luo's room.

Beichenying and Zi Yan stood opposite each other, and the two looked in a variety of entanglements.

"Or why are you knocking on the door?" Zi Yan thought for a while, then put down her hand and gave the position to Beichenying.

Bei Chenying raised his hand and stopped foolishly just as the back of his finger was about to bend the door panel. He turned his head and asked Zi Yan: "Is this really okay? What if Luo Luo was at the critical moment of his cultivation? Will he be disturbed and become possessed by the devil?"

Zi Yan looked at the sky outside in a tangled manner: "If you don't go, it will be too late. Luo Luo will be automatically disqualified from the competition at that time."

"Why, why don't you come?" Beichenying weakly gave up her seat.

"You-" Zi Yan stomped on him angrily and glared at him fiercely, "I'll do it if I come!"

Zi Yan stood at the place where Beichenying gave up, worked hard to build her mentally, and then raised her hand gracefully.

Just as the back of her hand was only one inch away from the door panel, suddenly, she found that her whole body could not move at all!

Zi Yan was immediately panicked.

But before she could accuse her, a cold voice quietly rang in her ear: "Don't disturb her."

"Senior Brother Third!" Zi Yan found that her body could move and turned around in surprise.

Nangong Liuyun was wearing a light blue brocade robe and stood in the direction of the backlight. The orange-red morning light came from behind him, making him look like a god falling from the sky. He was so handsome that he was so beautiful that he was suffocating.

The style and noble and elegant manner of the whole body make people feel that it is blasphemy to take a look at it more.
Chapter completed!