Chapter 1182 – Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort (3)

"Luo Luo, wait for my return." Nangong Liuyun was firmly set and turned his head to smile tenderly at Su Luo.

"No!" Su Luo stumbled to go up, "I can't let you face this kind of danger. Even if I'll stay this sickly for the rest of my life, I'll also acknowledge it. You can't go!"

Su Luo's sixth sense had always been strong, she could clearly sense that strange and dangerous aura on that stone fighting stage. So much so that she had an awful intuition that she would lose Nangong Liuyun.

At this time, the master of the Nine Different Palace Halls faintly smiled: "The time is about to be over oh."

While speaking, this treacherous and deceitful master of the Nine Different Palace Halls's sleeves easily lifted up. A stick of incense that had just been lit appeared in front of everyone.

His meaning was very clear, now, Nangong Liuyun only had a stick of incense's time left.

Nangong Liuyun controlled his expression and indifferently glanced at the master of the Nine Different Palace Halls. Then, he turned and patted Su Luo's head: "Be obedient, stay in place and don't move. Believe in me okay?"

"Don't!" Su Luo grabbed the wide sleeves of his gown, the base of her fingers were blanched white.

Really was a hard-to-deal-with girl.

Nangong Liuyun suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Looking at that incense burning bit by bit, a trace of resoluteness flashed through Nangong Liuyun's eyes. He patted Su Luo's slender, curved shoulder and murmured beside her ear: "Luo Luo, take care of yourself."

Now, Luo Luo being able to stand up, was all because of the medicinal pills given to her by Grandmaster Rong Yun. If he didn't get the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort, then his Luo girl wouldn't live for another month…this matter, Grandmaster Rong Yun had mentioned it to him, even Luo girl didn't know this.

"Don't go!" Su Luo grabbed his sleeve.

Nangong Liuyun heavily hugged her to his chest, both arms tightened, firmly locking her in.

His head nestled in her shoulder and took a deep yearning breath, full of unwillingness to let go.

Her body had a faint fragrance that was delicate and belonged only to her. Smelling it made a person's heart happy, descending endlessly into oblivion. Really wanted to continue holding her like this.

Nangong Liuyun's large palm imprisoned Su Luo, moving up on her back.

Suddenly, Su Luo sensed a trace of something was not right.

But before she could react, her figure had already been set in place.

It turned out, Nangong Liuyun took advantage of her being off guard to actually hit her pressure points.

"You…" Su Luo gloomily glared at him.

Nangong Liuyun lovingly and indulgently stroked her little head: "Girl, wait for me to return okay?"

Afterwards, he turned and left with big strides.

In fact, before coming, Grandmaster Rong Yun had already talked with him in private. It was easy to break through the Nine Different Palace Halls. But to get the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort was extraordinarily difficult.

Because the Scarlet Blood Ningpo Figwort was inherently a heavenly material and a treasure on earth. It could resurrect a dead person and put flesh on bones of the dead. Its existence was very much in defiance of the natural order. If you wanted to get it, at the same time, you must pay an equally disastrous price.

Nangong Liuyun understood more thoroughly than anyone what kind of predicament he would face inside this Nine Different Palace Halls. It was even extremely possible he would lose his life. But he didn't even have to think before bring Su Luo to crash through the nine challenges along the whole journey.

Su Luo looked at his lean sculpted rear view, the rim of her eyes were slightly red.

At this moment, she was inconsolably regretful. If her strength was a bit stronger. If she didn't provoke Fairy Yan Xia. If, at that time, she didn't quarrel with Nangong Liuyun…

If there was still another chance, she definitely wouldn't allow herself to be injured.

The hands at Su Luo's side firmly gripped into fists. The strength was so strong that her fingers turned white.

Nangong Liuyun's pace was steady, step by step, very carefully stepping on the stone steps, walking up to the fighting stage.

There were altogether ten stone steps.

Originally, he could easily fly up, but now, these steps, every step was like a deep chasm, the repelling force was so strong as to be unparalleled.

When Nangong Liuyun set foot on the first step, he could feel a formidable repulsive force.