The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 8986: Donate 5

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A large wave of people rushed towards the Su butler, drowning the whole of the Su butler.

Fortunately, they all know Su Luo's temper now, and line up according to grades, from sixth grade to fifth grade, and then line up in turn.

The original auditorium was filled with people, but now they all ran to the queue. All of the seats behind were suddenly empty. How could the venue be opened?

The Emperor Ling holds a list!

He knows why Su Luo wants to throw such good conditions! She must have known in advance that the royal family will openly recruit graduates this time, so start with the strong first.

Emperor Ling stared at Su Luo fiercely, his face tingling!

The list in his hand is squeezed into a ball!

Su Luo, there is yours, but ... do you really think you won? The show is yet to come!

After Su Luo stepped down, Nangong Liuyun stood up and nodded to Confucius Dean, beckoning.

Nangong Liuyun's hand holding Su Luo will leave early.

Ling Emperor's mouth sneered a sneer!

At this moment, suddenly

"Master, what's wrong with you?" A cry of exclamation came from Nangongfu's population!

When Su Luo heard the voice of Madam Nangong, she suddenly choked, and she suddenly turned her head to see Madam Nangong holding Mo Yuan's arm.

At the moment, Nangong Moyuan had a thin sweat on his forehead, his face looked pale, and the blood on his lips faded a little.

Su Luo took the Nangong Liuyun quickly and quickly moved Nangong Moyuan back to his original position.

Abrupt change, many people present looked away from here.

After Su Luo closed his eyes and reached the state of unity of mind, he put his hand on the wrist of Nangong Moyan.

"How?"

Su Luo has not been diagnosed for a long time, and Madam Nangong on the side is anxious.

Su Luo's brows are getting tighter and tighter. The thin sweat on his forehead is covered with a thin layer. The whole person looks almost as pale as Nangong Moyuan.

Nangong Liuyun's thick sword eyebrows could not help but jumped up.

The Emperor Ling is on the edge. Seeing this, he stepped forward involuntarily: "Hey, what ’s wrong with the Nangong Patriarch? Why have you been sweating all the time? Is it cold here?"

No one cares about him.

The Emperor Ling put his hands behind his back and smiled with a smile: "The Nangong patriarch has been covering his abdomen, is it because he has eaten a bad belly? Oh, old hole, is your imperial college's meal not clean?"

President Kong had heard of Su Luo's medical technique. When she saw her, her brows were frowning. She suddenly knew that Nangong Moyuan's incident was not small.

"Shut up!" Nangong Liuyun was furious, and an invisible superpower's pressure radiated out, and the cold shrouded the entire hall!

Except for Dean Confucius, everyone shuddered and a chill rose rapidly from the back.

Ling Emperor snorted in his heart, but he didn't dare to face Nangong Liuyun on the surface.

For a time, the scene became very quiet.

Everyone's attention turned to Su Luo again. They saw Su Luo's brow furrowed and pale, and they couldn't help getting nervous.

Mrs. Nangong is even falling out of her eyes ...

President Kong is also worried ...

Not to mention his friendship with Nangong Moyuan, just because Nangong Moyuan is something happened at Imperial College, Nangong Liuyun will not let him go ...

After about a tea, Su Luo finally let go of Nangong Moyuan's hand.