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After the Soviets cleaned themselves, they took clean clothes from the space and put them on.

Washing away the wind and frost, the whole person looks completely new.

In the process, Nangong Liuyun has been smiling slightly and watching the Soviet Union.

Just looking at her lively, for him, full of happiness.

At this time, the Soviet Union walked behind the Nangong Liuyun, and the voice was soft: "There may be some pain when you take the medicine."

After Su Luo cleaned himself, he gave him the medicine, and he was afraid that the dust brought by him would be contaminated by him.

Nangong Liuyun smiled and shook his head: "Can it hurt more than cold poison?"

When I think of the cold poison of Nangong Liuyun, it is a pain in Su’s heart.

How can her Nangong be so troubled...

The reason why Nangong Liuyun’s injury could not be cured for a long time was because Her Majesty’s intrusion in her wounds invaded her power and forcibly destroyed his body.

At this point, Su Luo understands that Nangong Liuyun is more clear.

Looking at the immaculate back of Nangong Liuyun, the scarlet whip marks of the road, the pain of the Soviet Union can not be added.

The cold fingertips trembled and touched the bright red wound.

In the hands of Su Luo, there is a royal-grade coagulant left by Master, which is very effective in treating trauma.

However, because it is not the right medicine, it is only that.

If the left-wing power of Her Majesty is not solved, this element will spread unscrupulously in the flow of Nangong, and destroy his body again and again.

Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "Bad, the blessing of the refuge, maybe this time can be blessed in disguise."

"You can cure the injury, I thank you very much." Su Luo did not hope for this.

Nangong Liuyun smiled uncontrollably.

The power of Her Majesty's Majesty is a big supplement, and it will be used for its own purposes. His strength will rise even if it does not skyrocket.

Su Luo helped Nangong to complete the medicine on the cloud and wash his hands.

Some people in Nangong took her and walked back to the hall.

On the dining table in the hall, there are scattered colorful golden porridge porridge.

It looks soft and soft, and it has a hint of aroma. If you smell it, you will know that the taste is definitely great.

"Come on." Su Luo took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to him.

The Soviet Union was waiting for it, and the Nangong Liuyun changed its mind.

"Don't eat." He put down his chopsticks and looked at the sullen look.

That beautiful eyes, just look at her like this.

Su sighed and sat down beside him, gently asking: "So how do you want to eat?"

Su Luo felt that she was marrying a child.

"Unless you feed me." Nangong Liu Yun hands and arms, proudly carrying the chin.

Su Luo gave him a sigh of relief: "Do you have no long hands?"

Nangong Liuyun turned his head, and the grievances stunned the Soviet Union and turned his head silently.

That small appearance, like a smug little boy, with such a slight grievance.

"I am still a patient..." He snorted and whispered softly.

Thinking of the shocking whip of his back, the heart of Su Luo softened.

"Well, I am feeding you, is this the head office?" Su Xiao smiled and shook his head and began to serve the big boy.

Su Luo took a spoonful of colorful brocade porridge and handed it to the mouth of Nangong Liuyun: "The young master, please drink porridge."

Looking at the smiles in the eyebrows of Su Luo, Nan Gong Liu Yun snorted and did not open his mouth.

Su Luo reluctantly sighed: "My grandfather, what are you doing?"

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