"What do you mean?" Su Luo was nervous.

The little loli glared at Su Luo fiercely: "I don't tell you!"

After saying this, Xiaomei ran away.

Leave Su Luo alone to stand in place.

What did Nangong Liuyun say before she fell into a coma?

Su Luo felt a little angry when Nangong Liuyun suffered.

Her Majesty the Queen is not dead, right? That's so good.

When she appears next time, she must "enter" her well.

Su Luo didn't go out anymore. She sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

The Seven Stars of the Holy Level may still have an advantage in this extraterritorial battlefield, but they are vulnerable to Her Majesty's Under the Queen.

Su Luo is now eager to improve his strength.

She didn't want Nangong Liuyun to be threatened for her.

I also want to kill Her Majesty the Queen herself.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was not idle either.

He is practicing in seclusion.

Yesterday, Su Luo cleaned his wounds with the top-grade Tianling Water, and later applied the Huangji elixir to him.

When I slept until midnight, Nangong Liuyun felt a vague feeling of heat.

This heat comes from the back.

At that moment, Nangong Liuyun knew that his injury had a chance to heal.

At that time, Nangong Liuyun looked at Su Luo reluctantly for a while before finally turning around and leaving and entering the retreat room.

Afraid of waking Su Luo up, Nangong Liuyun sent a message to Su Luo's card of merit.

Because after arriving at the extraterritorial battlefield, the original communication bowl was no longer used, and they were all replaced with merit cards.

But Su Luo didn't see it.

Both of them began to practice.

Beichenying and others were healing.

Time flies very quickly.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

Nangong Liuyun opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and a satisfied look flashed in her eyes.

He stood up and left the training room with steady steps.

This month is enough for him to refine His Majesty's Yuanli and turn it into his own use.

Once the Emperor's Majesty gave Yuanli, the wounds would turn into ordinary wounds and healed very quickly.

Luo Yatou is really his goddess of luck.

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were full of spirits, but at the moment when she was about to see Su Luo.

He coughed lightly, his eyes slightly closed, and then pushed the door open.

Su Luo had already completed his cultivation and was chatting with Zi Yan in the hall.

When Zi Yan saw Nangong Liuyun, she quickly stood up and respectfully said: "Senior Brother Third."

Zi Yan couldn't tell why. She just felt that after seeing the third senior brother again after so long, she felt that he was even more majestic. The strength of the superiors made people feel a sense of fear and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Although he knew that he was the third senior brother and would not frame him, he still couldn't help but feel afraid.

This is a kind of innate awe for the strong.

Nangong Liuyun waved his hand, then frowned and looked at Su Luo.

He didn't say anything, and his dark eyes looked at Su Luo condemnly.

I haven't seen him for a month, so I still miss him.

Su Luo walked up with a smile, naturally holding his arm, lifting his snow-white little face, and his starry eyes were lively: "Why did you come out?"

"Do you miss me?" Nangong Liuyun's face improved instantly.

"Of course I want to, but I don't dare to disturb him." Su Luo shook his arm.

Nangong Liuyun raised a slight curve at the corner of his lips. If he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't be able to see that he was smiling.

Zi Yan was speechless on the side.
Chapter completed!