Until everything in the room was cleaned up, Huo Ziliang still couldn't recover from the shock.
He thought he was just a tool being used, a part of their PLAY, but he didn't expect that he actually had such a big hidden danger.
Especially when Sang Luo told him later that she had already made arrangements at the beginning of this matter, and placed talismans all over the room. Once any danger occurred, the talismans would automatically trigger and take effect, which would help her withstand the crisis.
"But only if you break through and escape yourself can you truly break this curse."
"It is said that nothing can be established without destruction."
Huo Ziliang thought for a while and felt that it made sense, not to mention that there was no need for Sang Luo to deceive her.
Putting aside the filter of being deceived, Sang Luo simply saved his life, and Huo Ziliang's filter on her became even more powerful.
Along the way, he was chirping and asking Sang Luo some questions.
"Master, can you fly with a sword?"
Sang Luo: "No."
"Master, will you recruit a million Yin soldiers to help you?"
"No."
"...Then can you control the wind and rain?"
"..." Sang Luo didn't answer, but his eyes were filled with unkindness.
Huo Ziliang scratched his head. These are all standard Taoist techniques in TV dramas. Could it be that Sang Luo is young and has not yet penetrated into the basic Taoist techniques?
But looking at her appearance today, she is very powerful.
So he couldn't help but ask again: "...then what do you know?"
Sang Luo slowly raised the scissors in his hand and said in a cold tone, "I can kill people in my dreams."
Huo Ziliang: "..."
His throat rolled up and he swallowed all the words he wanted to say.
After solving the matter, Qian Fei asked a question that hit his soul: "Then that female ghost..."
Huo Ziliang also thought about it: "Yes, will she come to us again?"
Sang Luo didn't think much and nodded directly: "Yes."
This sentence quickly made the surrounding atmosphere become depressing.
Sang Luo smiled: "She is also a pitiful person...ah no, ghost."
Amid the horrified looks on their faces, Sang Luo said nothing and just patted their shoulders.
"Go back and have a good rest, tonight is Christmas Eve."
Anyway, Huo Ziliang finally went back.
Just when Sang Luo was about to leave, Qian Fei suddenly stopped Sang Luo.
"Can I ask you a question?" Qian Fei said anxiously.
Sang Luo didn't pay attention to his sudden honorific and tentative behavior, and his tone remained calm: "Ask."
"It's not a coincidence that you brought Huo Ziliang here. And just now, will he really be fine?"
Sang Luo's expression was always very calm, and he said calmly: "The reason why I invited Huo Ziliang is indeed not simple, because he has a very rare talent. I admire him very much, and I want to see how far he can go."
Qian Fei's heart was slowly sinking.
He has already changed his mind about Sang Luo in the past few days. He feels that although she is cold, she is very kind and lovely, and she helps everyone around her unconditionally.
But now, he couldn't believe that this man would put a person's life and death aside just for the reason of "talent".
"But he..." Qian Fei wanted to say something, but felt that he had no position.
If it was as Sang Luo said, all she did was comply with the other party's rude request, and this also indirectly helped Huo Ziliang.
Sang Luo had no intention of explaining the crisis.
After Sang Luo left, Qian Fei typed on the keyboard for a long time, not knowing how to word it.
Until half an hour passed, Qian Fei felt sleepy. He could only sigh and made up his mind and said, "Stay away from classmate Sang Luo."
After typing this sentence, he deleted the message with great guilt and tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
Over there, Huo Ziliang, who had solved a major event and had his world view reconstructed due to the impact, was also extremely excited. Taking advantage of this excitement, he played several games and killed many people in the game. Almost all of them were MVPs. .
After finally getting over the excitement, Huo Ziliang was about to go to bed when he found a message that had appeared on his phone.
Huo Ziliang opened it and saw that it was a meaningless sentence.
His mind was filled with big question marks for a moment: What, stay away from Sang Luo?
This money is flying, is this a declaration of war? Isn't this possessiveness too strong?
Huo Ziliang has been a rebellious person since he was a child. What will he do if he encounters someone who provokes him? Of course, he could not help but fight back!
The enthusiasm for playing games just now was still high. Huo Ziliang's head was hot and he immediately said: "It's a beautiful idea, you can't control me!"
After replying, he still felt a little regretful. The more he listened to these words, the more ambiguous he felt.
But since it has been sent out, it may have been seen, and if it is withdrawn, the price will be too low.
Huo Ziliang pulled the quilt up and buried it over his head, becoming another person with insomnia again.
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The next day, the two of them entered the classroom with panda eyes. On the contrary, Sang Luo, who was at the center of the incident, had a calm expression. He returned to the classroom naturally and sat there, creating a scene of his own.
There were many people around who were secretly sizing her up, but no one actually came into contact with Sang Luo.
In their eyes, the previous Sang Luo was a piece of sludge that couldn't be shaken off, and anyone who came into contact with it would get a nasty taste, but now Sang Luo is a weirdo that people can't figure out.
"Sang Luo!" Unexpectedly, a gentle shout came from outside the door.
Sang Luo sighed and put down his pen.
It's her fault, she shouldn't have anything to do with this kind of person just because of temporary interest.
Seeing Sang Luo turn around, Su Ziyue waved her hands more vigorously: "Come here, come here."
In front of everyone, Sang Luo couldn't bear to behave in a disgraceful way, so he could only walk out slowly.
"No need to send me anything more."
Ever since that cup of milk tea, Su Ziyue felt like she was addicted to desserts, discovering a new gift every time.
There are limited editions of today’s milk tea, co-branded editions of today’s cakes, and even unique ones made by my best friend.
"This is really the most delicious mousse I have ever tasted. Try it!" Quietly, even the reason was exactly the same.
Although he was very enthusiastic, this kind of enthusiasm still made Sang Luo a little overwhelmed.
"No need, I don't like this kind of dessert."
"My dear, you said the milk tea was delicious the first time." Su Ziyue emphasized without fear of trouble.
Yes, that was probably the biggest Waterloo in her life.
Sang Luo didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he could only accept the dessert again and emphasized: "It won't be necessary next time. I'm very satisfied with your price and no additional payment is needed."
"Whatever you want," Su Ziyue replied.
She clasped her hands together and made a praying gesture: "My beautiful and noble Princess Sang, can you accept a small request from your people?"
Sang Luo's face turned dark. He didn't know what PLAY he was playing this time.
Su Ziyue accepted it as soon as she could, and directly made her request: "It's my birthday on the weekend, can you come with me?"
Sang Luo refused without thinking: "No." After thinking about it, he knew that the party held at Su Ziyue's house must be extremely luxurious and the number of people would definitely not be small.
And excitement is what Sang Luo dislikes the most.
Su Ziyue's mood visibly weakened.
She seemed to know what Sang Luo's concerns were, and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, it's just a simple gathering of friends, there are very few people, and there will be no fuss at all."
Sang Luo wanted to continue to refuse, but Su Ziyue looked at her pitifully: "I don't have many friends in total. Many of them are busy and can't come. If you don't come too, it will be so lonely for me to blow out the candles alone. "
Sang Luo knew that she had always been soft-spoken, especially when she couldn't withstand the coquettish attacks of soft girls. In the end, she could only respond vaguely: "I'll have time."
"Okay, I'll take it as your promise!" Without giving her a chance to refute, Su Ziyue stuffed the thing into her hand and left in a flash.
When they reached the stairs, Su Ziyue turned around and waved to her.
Looking at her healthy, cheerful and sweet smile, the faint smile on Sang Luo's face faded, thinking of the little junior sister who was loved by everyone, but in the end sacrificed her life.
If the little junior sister had not been separated from her family and practiced with her master, I am afraid she would have developed such an innocent, kind and carefree character in this kind of family.
Sang Luo lowered his eyes and thought to himself that as the daughter of the Su family, people like Su Wanyue are truly suitable for this wealthy circle of bloody killings.
Whatever came to mind, as soon as she arrived in the classroom, news about Su Wanyue came over.
"My parents want to see you and come home tonight."
In the past, Sang Luo would have simply ignored it, but today her mood was not very high, so she chose to use her bad mood to consume others internally.
"I remember I still ran away from home, it wasn't necessary!"
Su Wanyue's "Inputting" continued for a long time. She was obviously so angry that she didn't know what to say in reply.
In the end, Su Wanyue dropped the seeds of the threat: "You want to sever ties with your parents and don't want the inheritance, right?"
There was a bit of sneer on Sang Luo's face: In Su Wanyue's heart, I'm afraid the inheritance is worth the life flower.
Sang Luo tapped his fingers and replied: "Why, my parents finally can't hold on any longer and want to establish an inheritance?"
Su Wanyue sent a series of ellipses, obviously shocked by Sang Luo's boldness.
In the end, Su's father called, scolded her angrily, and told her to go home for dinner at night, otherwise he would take back all the property in her name.
Sang Luo's eyes narrowed, and his tone was cold, without any warmth: "Okay, I will arrive on time."
At the end of hanging up, Sang Luo didn't forget to say: "By the way, I can bring some gifts for father, is that okay?"
Su Chengqiang didn't expect that his daughter would suddenly become so polite. When he thought about it later, he just thought that the other party was frightened by the reason of "confiscating property", and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He said "hmm" and said, "It doesn't need to be expensive, as long as you come."
"How can that be done?" Sang Luo chuckled, and emphasized every word, almost too much, "It is a gift that will definitely be unforgettable for father."
