Chu Liuyue was indeed eyeing the Flying Cloud Painting.
What a joke! Who wouldn't want a treasure that was one of the ten holy weapons?
Although she was busy dealing with the God-Destroying Tribulation that day, she still noticed this thing. Now that Luo Yan was in their hands, the Flying Cloud Painting naturally had to be handed over.
Luo Yan didn't move for a moment.
Chu Liuyue raised her brows. "What, can't bear to?"
Luo Yan took a deep breath.
At this point, how could he bear to part with it?
He took out a red scroll and handed it over.
A golden-red flame flew out of Chu Liuyue's hand and transformed into a vine. It crossed the barrier, wrapped around the scroll, and pulled it over.
Luo Yan took one last look at the Flying Cloud Painting.
Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to escape. But after hearing their words, he completely gave up on this idea.