Lingdi's angry chest almost exploded.

Why do all the bad things come to this day?!

And now, the dragon and Phoenix.

Nangong Liuyun is carefully wiping Su Luo's slender neck.

That originally white neck, but now emerged a black five finger fingerprints, look abrupt and ugly.

Nangong Liuyun's delicate white fingers massage gently. Her face is condensed and her eyes are focused and deep.

Nangong Liuyun added a little strength.

"Hiss -"

Su Luo took a cold breath: "pain --"

"do you know the pain?" Nangong Liuyun gave Su a bad look.

"Ah - pain, pain, pain -" Su Luo repeatedly breathed.

Nangong Liuyun's hand movement did not let light: "if you don't use force to rub the black blood inside, the toxin can't disperse and spread to the trachea. What can you do?"

Su Luo wanted to cry without tears.

"Now you know the pain? Why didn't you avoid it before? " Nangong Liuyun thinks more and more angry!

If he didn't arrive in time, how could this girl be crushed by the spirit emperor?!

Su Luo secretly called out: "how do I know that the Emperor Ling is not staying in the palace, but he comes to the street. Besides, I don't know he will be so crazy. Who knows that he actually has a killer? It hurts!"

Nangong Liuyun glared at Su Luo. God knows that when he arrived, he saw that Su Luo was strangled by his throat. He almost didn't jump out of his heart!

Su Luo was angry at Nangong Liuyun and explained weakly: "I thought that Lingdi was smart. At least he would be worried about you, so he would not kill him. Who knows he really killed him!"

"If there's another time..."

"There is no next time, absolutely no next time. Can't I stay away from him next time?" Su Luo's heart can be suppressed.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun's silence, she quickly changed the topic: "by the way, what kind of Kung Fu does the spirit emperor cultivate? I don't feel the toxin either. It's strange that the black fingerprints can't disperse. "

"The poison of the dead." Nangong Liuyun's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"The poison of the dead?" Su Luo glared at Nangong Liuyun: "what's the poison of the dead? Why don't I know? "

Nangong Liuyun's hand suddenly stops.

Su Luo did not understand to look at him: "what's the matter?"

"Well?" Seeing Nangong Liuyun in meditation, Su Luo didn't disturb him, but his big clear and beautiful eyes were always looking at Nangong Liuyun, full of doubts.

Nangong Liuyun's mind seems to be lifted heavy fog, but fell into the fog dilemma.

According to Nangong Liuyun's understanding of the spirit emperor, it is impossible for the spirit emperor to possess the power of the dead. However, these seals are engraved on the black fingerprints on Su Luo's white neck. Why is there a spirit of evil spirit in them?

"What's the matter?" Seeing Nangong Liuyun for a long time, Su Luo finally asked.

"Spirit emperor, where is the power of the dead?" Nangong Liuyun thick sword eyebrow frown did not stretch, "the spirit world, and where the strength of the dead?"

"Did you find anything?" Su Luo seized Nangong Liuyun's hand: "didn't you always say that the Emperor Ling had hidden cards? Is this the power of the dead? "

Nangong Liuyun thought for a while, then glanced at Su Luo: "not so simple."

"Oh?"

"Oh what?" Nangong Liuyun knocked on Su Luo's forehead and made a shudder. "Now the Lingdi is a madman. Don't go to him if you have nothing to do. Remember?"

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