But Su Luo didn't expect that Nangong Liuyun would be so badly lucky. He was sick in such a critical game and such a powerful opponent!

"Time is up."

On the stage, Dongfang Xuan stared at Nangong Liuyun provocatively.

Nangong Liuyun's red lips curled up casually, her eyes were like a night pearl in the Black Sea, revealing a brilliant and gorgeous brilliance.

He looked at Su Luo, firm and without regrets.

"Girl." Nangong Liuyun's chin was firm and firm, with a perfect curve, and his eyes were like bright stars. He stared at Su Luo with a steady and serious look, "Wait until I come back, huh?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Su Luo smiled brilliantly, hugged Nangong Liuyun's neck, stood on tiptoe, leaving a kiss mark on his cheek.

When the red lips touched the cold skin, Su Luo's heart suddenly jumped.

But at this time, Nangong Liuyun had already pushed her away resolutely and strode up the platform.

Su Luo's thinking Soon, she seemed to understand something in a flash, but at this time, Nangong Liuyun had already come on stage and smiled at Su Luo. This smile charmed all living beings and captured the girl's heart, but Su Luo's expression was anxious.

What to do! Su Luo was so anxious that he was wandering around the place.

Zi Yan walked over, pulled Su Luo back, pressed her on the chair, and asked seriously and concerned: "What happened? Why is it so anxious?"

Beichenying also came up: "Don't worry, don't worry, Nangong will definitely beat Dongfang Xuan."

Su Luo cried and said his suspicion: "I suspect Nangong's leg is sick."

"What?!" Bei Chenying took a breath of air conditioning in an instant.

He knew that Nangong would get sick from Yuezhong.

The little Nangong Liuyun tied himself up in pain, and squatted under the table alone with his teeth gritted his teeth. When the elders found him, he had fainted alive. The ground was covered with water stains, which were all sweat from his body. His whole body seemed to be fished out from water, and he was wet all over.

But even though the pain was so painful, he didn't say a word or shouted any pain. Even though his lower lip had been bitten to ulceration, even if they were in the next room, they didn't notice any sound.

Since that time, Beichenying has truly been completely convinced by Nangong Liuyun.

That year, Nangong Liuyun was only eight years old.

Such a little boy, the little boy who was carved with jade, could be so cruel to himself. The little Beichen later followed him directly with his horse's head behind him.

Now when Beichenying heard that Nangong Liuyun was sick, her face turned pale.

"It's not mid-moon yet!" Bei Chenying gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, but the anxiety in the voice was very obvious.

"How could it be...it's just today?" Zi Yan stamped her feet in a hurry.

"Did you read it wrong?" Bei Chenying stared at Su Luo, her beautiful eyes as serious as ever.

Because Nangong Liuyun on the stage was tall and graceful, she had no sense of weakness of being sick.

"I hope I've read it wrong." Su Luo bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. Even though she said that, she was always uneasy.

Her sixth sense has always been very accurate, and her perception of danger has always been very accurate. She has a strong premonition that something might happen to Nangong Liuyun on the stage.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun and Dongfang Xuan stood opposite the stage.
Chapter completed!