At this time, Su Luo's signature has been known.

11!

"Su Luo's drawing is No. 11, so the king of Jin must have drawn No. 9!"

A lot of people cried out.

But no one noticed the sweat on the host's forehead and the chill of Nangong Liuyun sweeping from his face.

In fact, both of them are No. 11, that is to say, no matter how Nangong Liuyun draws, all he draws are No. 11, both fighting against Su Qing.

Then Su Luo's opponent changed to the night letter.

With Su Luo's current strength, on the night letter, not even fight, just admit defeat.

Only to Su Qing, there is still a chance of life.

All of them were made by master rongyun, but Nangong Liuyun was acutely aware that there was something wrong with one of them, and he discovered this problem by exploring it.

Therefore, Nangong Liuyun destroyed the problematic No. 11 signature at the critical moment. In this way, the remaining No. 11 signature proves that Nangong Liuyun took No. 7 before.

Otherwise, if Nangong Liuyun takes No. 7, then Su Luo doesn't need to get the signature at all, because people all over the world know that there is only one opponent left, and that person's name is secret night message.

Who was behind her? Who wants her to send a secret message? Su Luo's eyes swept four times, but the heart is not sure.

Many people want her to die, but not many have the ability to do so.

Compared with Su Luo's slightly tangled mood, Su Qing was simply too happy.

She haughtily walked to Su Luo, with provocation in her squint: "Su Luo, you won't run away from the battle, will you?"

"Run away? Su Qing, are you talking about yourself Although Su Luo was absent-minded, she was quick witted. It was instinct.

"You --" Su Qing was so angry that her face turned red. She shook her sleeve and snorted, "Su Luo, I'll give you another day to live!"

With these words, Su Qing left in a swagger.

After the draw, the next day began to play, once a day, and Su Qing's number was 1, so the game of 13 into 7 was started by the two of them.

When Su Qing left the battle platform, he looked up and saw a middle-aged man full of dust and frost standing in front of him. At this time, he was too excited to restrain himself.

"Qing'er, is Qing'er really you?" Su Zian's eyes were red with excitement.

His baby daughter Suqing ah, with a body of glory to return, this let in Su Luo body by a lot of gas Su Zian excited bad.

Su Zian's lips trembled with excitement: "Qing'er, why didn't you go home these years? There have been a lot of changes at home. You... "

"What's wrong with the house?" Su Qing's face changed slightly.

She was immersed in the cultivation and hatred of Su Luo. She never inquired about the family affairs. She always thought that the family would be very good.

"Your mother and brother were paralyzed by Su Luo for two years. They could not be dragged down. Go back to see them with my father." Su Zian picked up Su Qing and left without saying a word.

Su Qing worried about the comfort of his family, so he walked away with Su Zian.

Looking at the back of their strength, Su Luo's eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

"Did you get your favorite number? Why, not happy yet? " Nangong Liuyun pinches Su Luo's nose with a smile.

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