Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

He was completely taken by the light.

After a daze, there was a helpless smile.

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, and gently helped Ling Luo straighten the torn clothes on her shoulders, and said, "We are really a perfect match."

"What?" Ling Luo was stunned.

How did the topic turn to this?

This jump is a bit too fast.

Xuanyuan Yu helped Ling Luo tidy up her clothes, stretched out another hand, stroked her somewhat pale cheeks gently, and said: "I have heard people mention that when two people are together, their personalities must complement each other. , to survive for a long time.”

Ling Luo blinked suspiciously: "So?"

She still didn't understand Yu's meaning.

"Our two personalities can be said to be two extremes. You do things with a passion, regardless of what you do, which makes your enemies intimidated; I am calmer in doing things, and I am used to weighing the pros and cons. Follow the principle of escape first."

Xuanyuan Yu pulled a chair over, sat down next to Ling Luo, poured another cup of warm tea, and sipped it with gusto.

"Our two personalities are [-]% perfect complements." He looked at her fixedly, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes full of smiles and pampering, "Isn't it a perfect match?"

Ling Luo couldn't help laughing, and burst out laughing with a "puchi", the tension and anger from the previous fight with Chu Ye disappeared in an instant.

"Right?" Xuanyuan Yu winked mischievously at Ling Luo, "If the two of us work together and make up for each other's vacancies, we will definitely be invincible in the world."

There was a slight smile on Ling Luo's lips, a layer of warmth flashed across her cold eyes, and she nodded gently: "Yeah."

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head and looked at her steadfastly, soft black hair hanging down from both sides, scratching her fair cheeks, a little itchy.

"Still invincible? I'm obviously so weak now..." Ling Luo couldn't help sighing softly.

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, and gently scratched Ling Luo's delicate nose, with a bit of doting reproach in his voice: "You are weak? Why didn't I see it?"

Ling Luo's eyes darkened, and said: "Although I won, I was really beaten badly by that cheap man Chu Ye. I have to admit this fact."

Xuanyuan Yu looked at her steadfastly, and a very serious color flashed across his black hole-like pupils.

"Luo'er, let's do a serious calculation."

"Er... what?"

Xuanyuan Yu's bright pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice was full of magnetism: "I am twenty-two years old this year. I have been practicing since I was two years old. I have practiced for nineteen years. Now I am a fifth-level martial spirit; You started to practice before, and you are about to step into the realm of a great martial artist. If you count purely based on progress, your cultivation progress is ten times that of mine."

The gloomy complexion on Ling Luo's face gradually became brighter.

"As for the so-called Heavenly Martial Master Chu Ye, let's conservatively estimate that he has cultivated for at least 1000 years. Luo'er, your cultivation speed is at least three hundred times faster than his!"

These words made Ling Luo's blood boil.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips raised slightly, evoking an extremely dazzling arc, and his voice was clear and clear: "You have to surpass Chu Ye, it is calculated according to this progress, but it is only a matter of time."

Ling Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a deep voice, "But... I don't have that much time."