Chapter 405 Secret Book Room 2

Nangong Liuyun was clearly in a good mood, his smile looking a little silly.

He held Su Luo tightly for a long while before letting go, returning the red sandalwood box to her hand, flicking her nose, and beaming, "What's a little danger compared to having your care and concern?"

Saying this, he released Su Luo and turned to leave.

"Nangong—" Su Luo called out to him.

Nangong Liuyun stopped.

Su Luo called out earnestly to his retreating back, "You must be careful! Don't come back injured!"

"Okay."

Nangong Liuyun had his back to her, a supremely pleased and doting smile playing on his lips, his eyes wicked and enchanting, truly captivating all who saw them.

As soon as he finished speaking, he led Beichen Ying and the other two away quickly.

Soon, angry roars and sounds of fighting from the magical beast came from ahead.

Su Luo thought for a moment and followed.

How could Su Luo really just wait here to be rescued?

If she truly had no ability to protect herself and going forward would only cause trouble, then she would naturally obediently wait here for the result, so as not to cause problems for her team.

But now she had a Spirit Bullet in her hand, a Spirit Bullet condensed by a peak seventh-rank expert before death, its power astonishing, perhaps even stronger than Nangong's strength.

Given this, how could she obediently stay put while her companions risked life and death for her?

Su Luo held the Spirit Bullet in her hand, used the Spirit Dance Steps, and silently darted forward.

The Spirit Dance Steps obtained from the Liu family, which no one in the Liu family had managed to master, had instead benefited Su Luo.

If the old master of the Liu family knew, he would probably be angered to the point of spitting blood again.

Before long, Su Luo arrived at the site of the battle.

This was different from the narrow passage; it was an open space of nearly a hundred square meters, with bright light all around.

Fighting against Nangong and the others was a black fierce tiger.

The black fierce tiger looked exceptionally ferocious, its fur gleaming faintly, its face contorted, its fangs sharp, and its strong, powerful body clearly possessed immense attack power.

Nangong and the four of them stood in four different directions, forming a square, effectively trapping it in the center.

Nangong Liuyun was the main combatant, slightly struggling to attract the black fierce tiger's aggro, taking on all of its attacks.

Facing an eighth-rank magical beast, the seventh-rank him showed no trace of panic, his moves were steady, and his attacks were continuous.

Beichen Ying and the other three, meanwhile, continuously ambushed and assassinated the fierce tiger, attempting to inflict fatal damage.

The battle between the two sides was very fierce, so brutal that almost everyone was injured except for Nangong Liuyun.

Beichen Ying was even worse off.

He seemed to have been targeted by the black fierce tiger.

Although he fled quickly, his clothes were almost torn to shreds by the tiger's sharp claws, with a few tatters hanging on him, making him look more dishevelled than a beggar.

His flawless face also had several bloody gashes torn by the sharp claws, looking somewhat ghastly and terrifying.

The black fierce tiger wasn't stupid either.

It quickly saw through Nangong Liuyun's plan.

Risking being stabbed, it kicked towards Lan Xuan on the left, brutally kicking him into the wall, where he then slid down to the ground.

Lan Xuan clutched his chest and coughed incessantly, unable to stop spitting out several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Only then did his spirit recover slightly.

After kicking Lan Xuan away, the black fierce tiger swiped a paw towards Beichen Ying on the right.

The black fierce tiger found these constantly jumping little fleas incredibly annoying.

It decided it was better to get rid of them first before concentrating its energy on fighting the strongest one.

That massive claw was fearsome and carried endless power.