1186. Chapter 1186 Nangong Wakes up 1

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Just when Su Luo was heartbroken, the master of the Nine Layers Hall walked up behind Su Luo.

A steady voice sounded behind Su Luo.

"You want to save him?" The voice of the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace was mysterious, and there was a strange feeling in the quiet hall.

Su Luo suddenly turned around, grabbed the sleeve of the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace, and asked excitedly, "Can you save him?!"

The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace looked at the cat-like girl who was crying in front of him, clasped his hands behind his back, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and raised his jaw triumphantly: "Of course."

"Tell me quickly, how can I save him!" Hearing that the Lord of the Nine Layers Hall had a solution, Su Luo was immediately surprised, and his eyes, which were as red and swollen as walnuts, were shining brightly.

The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace glanced at Su Luo, then slowly looked away, as if he hadn't made up his mind yet.

Su Luo is a smart person, so she can understand it at a glance.

Her expression was eager and excited: "What do you want? As long as I can do it, I will do it all!"

The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace obviously wanted to take advantage, how could Su Luo not see it?

Don't think how noble and merciful this black soul Lord of the Nine Layers is. He can be bought by the Seventh Prince, so it is naturally a matter of profit.

"That's it?" The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace seemed a little embarrassed to speak, he slowly stroked his chin, and continued to play tricks.

"What exactly do you want? Say it clearly!" Su Luo grabbed his sleeve, wishing he could slap him.

In fact, Su Luo's temperament has always been calm, and her words and deeds are usually slow and orderly. She has never been so anxious, but now that the life and death of Nangong Liuyun are at stake, it is impossible for her not to be anxious.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun's face was haggard, like an eighty-year-old man, his originally handsome face was dotted with age spots, and he was so thin that he was almost skinny, with no flesh on his body, so light that it would fall apart when the wind blows up.

The most serious thing is that he is so angry, intermittent, and looking so straight, he looks like a dried mummy.

Su Luo only took one look, and tears fell down her face.

"Tell me quickly, how can he be cured! No matter what the price is, I'm willing!" Su Luo's voice was firmer than ever.

The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace looked at Nangong Liuyun, who took a long time to catch his breath, and at Su Luo, whose eyes were crying like walnuts, and then glanced at Su Luo slowly: "If you want to save him, you can sell your soul. Give it to the lord of the palace."

What? !

Before Su Luo could react, Zi Yan suddenly exploded.

"No! How do you call Luoluo to live without a soul? You are still the Lord of the Nine Layers Palace, you are simply taking advantage of the fire!" Zi Yan clenched her fists at the side and glared at the Nine Layers Palace Master angrily.

Bei Chenying pulled Su Luo behind him, and shot his angry eyes at the Lord of the Nine Layers like fire: "This condition is out of the question!"

Jiuzhongdian sighed helplessly: "Don't worry, you two, it's not impossible to live after selling your soul."

Bei Chenying's eyes were cold, and she asked with a straight face, "Speak clearly!"

The master of the Jiuzhong Hall looked at Su Luo angrily, and explained carefully: "Selling your soul to the master of the hall does not mean separating your soul from the body. That's all."

"It's that simple?" A cold light flashed in Su Luo's eyes.

"Well, it's that simple." The Lord of the Nine Layers Palace smiled, and his attitude was as kind as Maitreya Buddha.