The master died. He must invite the second young Nangong back. It's really hard for him. Murong housekeeper thought.

Su Luo is wronged for the Murong housekeeper.

She remembers that when Chu San brought her in before -

except for the four super families and eight powerful families, they all had excellent attitude towards Murong housekeeper. On the contrary, the Murong housekeeper was arrogant and serious.

And now to Nangong Liuyun in front of, it is like this.

This makes Su Luo can't help feeling that power is really an excellent thing.

It can make a man arrogant, arrogant, can also let him bow before and after.

Nangong Er Shao glanced at him lazily and said carelessly, "you are blocking my young master's road."

Murong housekeeper felt bitter, but immediately moved respectfully to the side of the road and begged Nangong Er Shao.

If you don't invite Nangong Er Shao, it's the housekeeper's dereliction of duty. It's hard for the master and the old master to explain.

However, Nangong Er Shao waved impatiently, indicating that he should go away.

Murong housekeeper cried in his heart. He prayed to Su Luo.

Su Luo shrugged, expressing helplessness.

Murong housekeeper didn't wait for Nangong Er Shao to drive people out again. He put out a smile on his face: "let's see you out."

Nangong Er Shao's cold eyes swept over his face.

Murong housekeeper immediately bowed down respectfully and did not dare to look at Nangong Er Shao, and quickly changed his words: "Er Shao, please go."

Nangong Er Shao hums and takes Su Luo away.

The Murong family has nothing to do with Nangong Er Shao.

Out of Murong house.

Su Luo deeply exhaled a turbid breath. She looked up at the starry sky and said faintly, "the air outside is so fresh."

The South cloud clapped: "her head is not good."

Nangong Er Shao summoned his mount.

Nangong Liuyun's mount has been changed again, this time it has been replaced by a big round six-star snow hoofed wulongju.

I saw its pure white hair, deep eyes, as quiet as a snow mountain, giving people a kind of cold to refuse people thousands of miles away.

Nangong Liuyun went to the snow hoofed wulongju, patted its head and said a few words to it.

Snow hoofed wulongju's dark eyes stare at Su Luo coldly and hum coldly. Don't look away.

Su Luo thought to herself, this big, round, snow hoofed black foal has a lot of temper, and is as proud and charming as Nangong Liuyun. What kind of master does he have to support his mount.

Although snow hoofed Wu Longju didn't welcome Su Luo very much, he didn't kick her down, just didn't like to pay attention.

This is a world of martial arts. No wonder the view of mount is so high, especially the mount of Nangong Er Shao.

Nangong Liuyun flies on the snow hoofed wulongju and stretches his slender arm toward Su Luo.

Su Luo took his hand, jumped up and sat on the back of the snow hoofed wulongju.

"Up."

Nangong Er Shao made a cold sound.

Su Luo thought that snow hoofed wulongju would let go of its feet and gallop, but she was wrong.

See snow hoofed wulongju slowly expand both sides of the wings.

The snow-white wings are as crystal as white jade, and each feather seems to be carved and polished, dazzling and dazzling.

Snow hoofed wulongju with Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun, slowly lifted into the air, toward the established direction.

Su Luo opened her eyes and looked back at Nangong Liuyun.

The sky of the imperial capital is not allowed to fly? How?

Nangong Er Shao looked indifferent, of course: "don't you know that some people are born with privileges?"

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