Chapter 411 Secret Book Room 8

Su Luo was instantly depressed: “You cheated!”

Nangong Liuyun remained noncommittal, but said in an irrefutable tone: “Anyway, you can’t go back on your word. Whoever goes back on their word is a puppy.”

There is indeed such a custom among the common people in Xiling Country: touching lips to lips to seal a promise makes the spoken words effective. Nangong Liuyun was simply taking advantage of the fact that Su Luo wasn't as fast as him.

“I’m not talking to you anymore!” Su Luo turned her face away angrily.

After turning her face away, she noticed her face felt a little hot, and her heart was pounding like a little deer, her heart rate a little fast.

Her body’s instinctive reaction could explain some things, but Su Luo deliberately ignored them.

Behind them, Beichen Ying, Lan Xuan, and Anye Ming looked at each other…

Nangong Liuyun’s actions once again refreshed their understanding of him over the years!

They didn’t expect it, truly didn’t expect it.

Normally, this guy put on a facade of being upright, aloof, and arrogant, always holding himself with a dignified air. They never expected that when pursuing a girl he liked, he would be so shameless.

Was he planning to use all four tricks of deceiving, swindling, kidnapping, and tricking?

If other girls knew that the god-like, high and mighty Prince Jin, their male god, would be so utterly childish, they would probably either vomit blood or faint?

Even they, his childhood friends, shivered when they saw it.

The three of them were communicating and discussing with their eyes when they suddenly felt a cold wind blow. Instantly, a chill slowly climbed up from the soles of their feet, running up their backs and spreading to all their limbs and bones…

With great默契 (mòqì – tacit understanding), the three of them turned their heads in unison, directly meeting Nangong Liuyun’s deep eyes that gleamed with a cold light.

“Cough, cough, cough—” Beichen Ying was the least composed. Just one look from Nangong Liuyun made him cough.

“Are you very idle?” Nangong Liuyun’s voice was light and airy, but to their ears, it was like the howling cold wind of winter.

“No, no, we’re very busy, very busy, especially busy,” Lan Xuan replied, feigning an innocent look, his response very normal.

“It seems I’ll have to find a few magical beasts for you to play with when we get back, lest you become like gossipy old women,” Nangong Liuyun looked at them with a half-smile.

“Ah—no!” Beichen Ying was the first to react, shouting, “Second Brother, the most handsome, unrestrained, unparalleled, suave, and charming Second Brother who makes flowers bloom when he sees them, please spare us, please don’t torment us, please pretend we don’t exist…

Woo woo woo, who wants to fight with magical beasts?

Nangong is naturally a pervert. With his sixth-rank strength, he will definitely find two sixth-rank magical beasts and lock them up with himself… Woo woo, it’s so scary.

Su Luo, who was walking in front, heard the commotion and couldn’t help but turn back, asking in a calm voice, “What’s wrong?”

Before Beichen Ying could call for help, he was glared at by Nangong Liuyun’s neither cold nor warm gaze and instantly froze.

Nangong Liuyun put his arms around Su Luo’s shoulders, his smile solicitous, looking eager to please: “Beichen feels his strength is too poor and has decided to practice hard so he doesn’t drag you down again next time. He feels very ashamed about what happened before.”

Su Luo nodded and gave Beichen Ying a smile: “That’s good too. Leaning on a mountain, the mountain will fall; leaning on others, people will run. Having your own strength is the most reliable.”

Beichen Ying’s face was bitter, wanting to complain, but Su Luo had already been pulled away by that guy, Nangong Liuyun.

He values women over friends! He strongly demands equal treatment! Beichen Ying wanted to shout but didn't dare to.