1403. Chapter 1403 Traveling Dragon List 1

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! "All right, all right!" Emperor Jing waved his hands angrily.

Postponement, postponement, there have been many sessions of the upper reaches of the Longbang in history, and it has never been postponed. Why is it the turn of the Eastern Jin Dynasty? It is so troublesome.

Emperor Jing wanted to change the referee, but after asking several families, all the big shots of those families were not in the house! So Emperor Jing could only wait.

Fortunately, Master Rong Yun is quite trustworthy.

On the day before the competition, he finally arrived late and caught up with the feast of the dragon list.

Nanshan.

When Su Luo saw Master Rong Yun, there was joy in his eyes, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, you are back. If you don't come back, Uncle Nangong will send someone to tie me up."

Master Rong Yun was dressed in a white brocade robe, with a tall body, a face like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, warm and moist like jade, elegant like a chrysanthemum, so noble and elegant that it almost suffocated, but this thin figure stood at the peak of a strong human being. Strength.

Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo, smiled faintly, and said in a warm and low voice, "Is your body all healed?"

He always speaks in such an unhurried, gentle and lazy way, with an unspeakable ending.

Su Luo ran up to hold his arm, passed her right wrist up, and smiled: "Master, please take a look, see if it's really good?"

Master Rong Yun glanced at Su Luo lightly from the corner of his eye, his dark eyes were like thick strokes in an ink painting, and he nodded slightly: "The recovery is not bad, it's a delicious big piece of fat."

Master Rong Yun pinched Su Luo's bulging cheeks, and faintly evoked a doting smile.

Rong Yun doesn't smile often, but the gentle beauty of his smile cannot be described by any adjective in the world, it is simply stunning.

Su Luo just looked at him stupidly like that, and then she was carried away by Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun released his long arm, placed Su Luo behind him, and glared at Master Rong Yun sideways: "Master is indeed a master, he came late and still has time to chatter here."

"Nangong Liuyun." Su Luo tugged on his sleeve secretly. How could you be so rude to Master!

Nangong Liuyun let Su Luo almost tear off his sleeve without looking back at her, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

Master Rong Yun gently raised the corners of his lips, and hooked his ten slender fingers towards Su Luo: "Come to my teacher."

The master has an order, and the disciples dare not disobey. So, Su Luo directly threw away Nangong Liuyun, and headed to Master Rong Yun's.

On this side, Nangong Liuyun didn't pull back, his complexion suddenly turned black like ash at the bottom of a pot, so heavy that water could almost drip out.

His black and blue hair slanted down, but at this moment, the roots almost stood up, and the clenched fists made the sound of joints colliding.

In that room, Master Rong Yun led Su Luo and said this as if no one was around.

He is so beautiful, his gestures are exquisite and noble, elegant to the extreme, and his power is so unpredictable that people have no idea.

Su Luo didn't notice Nangong Liuyun's black face at all. At this moment, she was sitting side by side with his master on the soft couch, talking and laughingly telling him about the past.

Master used to always have a straight face, and Su Luo was used to his indifference and alienation, but suddenly Master became amiable, so Su Luo naturally wanted to seize this opportunity.

At this time, what Su Luo said was full of joy and high spirits.

The contrast with Nangong Liuyun's livid and angry face was very obvious.

In the end, Master Rong Yun squeezed Su Luo's small arm, and frowned beautifully: "Is it still so strong?"