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1360. Chapter 1360 Return of the King 1

"Well, it's her." Nangong Liuyun smiled with a smile, her handsome face was like a flower blooming, blooming with peerless charm.

Su Luo's brows frowned slightly. The name was entrenched in her heart like a poisonous snake, and it could not be gone. I don't know what realm she has grown to now.

"What are you fighting for?" Bei Chenying came up, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes shone with curious light.

"Nothing." Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun said three words in unison.

Beichenying's beautiful lips were flattened: "You two join forces to bully me!"

Su Luo put his hands on his hips and smiled maliciously: "I'll bully you, why are you?"

Nangong Liuyun's mouth curled up a playful smile: "I support my wife and bully you, why are you?"

"Puff." Zi Yan was immediately amused. She didn't expect that the third senior brother, who was cold and iceberg, would have such a cute side. She patted Bei Chenying's shoulder helplessly, "Be good, come on, sister, I love you."

Seeing them playing together, Mu Zifeng's eyes looked a little more complicated when he saw Su Luo.

The rest of the people are from noble families and have noble births. They have always rejected outsiders, but this Miss Su not only gets along with them, but is also faintly sought after. I heard that in order to avoid being hated by the Li family in Yaochi, Su Zi'an forced Miss Su out of the house. If Su Zi'an now knew Miss Su's achievements...

Mu Zifeng secretly glanced at the mysterious powerful man who was sitting coldly, and his heart thumped, and then something called gloating appeared. He was really looking forward to it. When Su Zian knew that his daughter, King of Sacrifice, would return that day, would he look like? Unfortunately, he had to guard the northeast border, otherwise he could go to Beijing to take a look.

Su Luo and his men did not live in the military camp for long. After getting some supplies, they set off on the road.

On the way, Xiao Shitou despised the complexity of the spiritual power outside and asked Su Luo to put it into space.

"Can you take it in?" Su Luo blinked.

Her space cannot be collected from living people. If she could, she could have taken Nangong Liuyun into the space at the beginning.

But Xiao Shitou glanced at her faintly: "Do you think I am a living person now?"

"Uh..." Su Luo was choked. She thought that, as was the case, Old Ancestor Mo's body was just a puppet, and Xiaoshi's soul did not completely merge with it.

"Then try it." Su Luo paused, pressed his hand on the sleeve of Mo's old ancestor, and shouted in a low voice, "Stop."

A white light flashed, and the figure of Mo's ancestor disappeared out of thin air.

Su Luo can only accept the Ancestor Mo in this space, and the rest of the people have no choice.

The Dragon Scale Horse was okay before, but after arriving at the military camp, it lost its temper. So, when leaving, Zi Yan and others were the best sweat-blooded BMW. Even the third princess rode his own horse, and the dragon scale carriage was empty, and Su Luo and the other two were left.

Nangong Liuyun expressed his satisfaction with the current situation.

Su Luo sat against the wall of the car, Nangong Liuyun was half lying on the car board, his head resting on Su Luo's knees, his eyes closed, and the spiritual power in his body was circling in circles.

The warm and gentle sunshine shone in through the raised curtains of the car, and it was shiny, and even the tiny fluff on his ears could be clearly seen.

Su Luo looked at him quietly, and a faint feeling of care flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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