442. Chapter 442 Survival After Disaster 14

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! The sharp dagger sliced ​​through the muscles and cut open the flesh. Without any anesthesia, how could there be no pain?

Su Luo clearly saw a trace of fine sweat dripping from Nangong Liuyun's forehead, and his face became even paler, as pale as paper, without blood.

Long, messy hair was drenched with sweat and hung over his broad shoulders.

But there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be calm and careless.

He stared at her for a moment, so gentle, doting, and intoxicating.

Su Luo collided with his eyes, her heart thumped, she turned around in an instant, and continued the movements in her hands.

Looking at the bruised skin, Su Luo's eyes flashed with murderous aura.

"What happened last night?" Su Luo asked for the third time.

The previous few times Nangong Liuyun avoided seeing him, but now, in order to divert his attention, Su Luo mentioned it again.

Because when the blood coagulation pill powder is sprinkled on it later, that will be called real pain.

A hint of playfulness flashed across Nangong Liuyun's Yaomei face, with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, if this king's body is to be destroyed, it will be destroyed in the hands of Luo Yatou, how can I give it to others?"

What is this called? It's as if she's a hot hand!

Su Luo glared at him angrily: "Then why did you escape?"

How powerful are the organs in the Purple Fish Palace? Now that he was locked in the acacia room, it was almost impossible to get out safely.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Nangong Liuyun Yaomei's eyes sank slightly, but her face was filled with a wicked smile: "At that time, this king firmly believed in maintaining his innocence and dedicating it to my little Luoluo. Come?"

"How did you get hurt like this?"

The dagger in Su Luo's hand cut off another piece of carrion, Nangong Liuyun didn't even frown, his face still had a pale smile, and he said slowly: "Fight. The two choices are quite humane.”

With gentle and gentle words, she smiled evilly and alluringly, but the sweat on her forehead condensed into beads and rolled down one by one.

Su Luo's nose was sore, she turned her face away, pretending not to see, her subordinates speeded up, but continued to entice him to speak, "How can you be human?"

"Well, to put it simply, you are fighting with yourself." Nangong Liuyun's blurred eyes were a little dizzy, but he still smiled, his smile was pale and weak.

"How do you fight yourself?" Su Luo glanced at him, and then focused on the work in hand.

Nangong Liuyun thought for a while, and said slowly: "It's very strange inside, it will simulate another self, and this person, whether it is spiritual power, moves, or thinking, is at the most perfect peak state, is it very powerful? ?”

There is such a weird thing? Can it still be simulated like this? Whether this is ancient times or ultra-modern Su Luo suddenly became embarrassing.

"In this case, how did you manage to fight?" Su Luo paused, then crushed the blood coagulation pill into powder, and sprinkled it on his bleeding wound.

There was a "chi chi chi" sound from the wound, which was somewhat similar to the effect of splashing sulfuric acid.

Nangong Liuyun's face turned pale in an instant, he took a deep breath, forcefully ignored the pain in his heart, and smiled softly but enchantingly: "I don't even look at who this king is, how could he not be able to defeat me?"

Fighting with the most perfect self, if you don't risk your life, how can you get out?