"If you dare to hurt her again, I swear, I will tear you into pieces no matter where you are!" What grudges, what right and wrong, Qian Yue's eyes were filled with endless flames, and the heartache that could not be concealed. Looking at Su Yin who could only scream but never shed a tear, his heart seemed to be torn apart.
He still remembered how timid she used to be, how afraid of pain. Even if she just scraped her skin and drew blood while walking, she would curse and swear non-stop. But now... Qian Yue didn't dare to think any further. The pain of losing her arm must be very painful for her, which meant that she could no longer use spiritual arts with her right hand. She was now considered a strong person. Would she...
No, no, it wouldn't. Qian Yue was so nervous for the first time. No, no, even if her right hand was gone, she still had her left. He would take her away, everything would be fine. Even if her right hand was useless, he would protect her from any harm. If she still wanted to practice spiritual arts, he would make sure her left hand could do it better than her right. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but the only thing he wanted was to hold the little girl, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling uncontrollably, tightly in his arms.
"Hahaha, it's indeed the Demon King Qian Yue. You're still making so many bold statements at this moment. It's really worth it that I've been your opponent for a hundred years." Qian Yue's words directly expressed his extreme nervousness about Su Yin, and Daosong felt even more proud.
"Taking a woman hostage is no big deal." As the two men confronted each other, a cold voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention. A figure of ice and snow appeared, still looking so cold, but the anxiety and heartache in his icy eyes could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.
"Oh? I forgot." Daosong was stunned at first, and then he increased the strength in his hands again, causing Su Yin, who had just calmed down and breathed softly, to groan again.
No, no, no, no, no, she would rather die! But, no, no...
"Oh, I just remembered that the dignified head of the Luo family was also this little girl's lover." Daosong sarcastically said, "It's true that I was born a hundred years too late, otherwise I would be interested in seeing what kind of woman has such great charm, attracting so many people's hearts."
As he spoke, Daosong studied Su Yin. Ignoring their dispute, Su Yin bit her lower lip fiercely, lowering her head to block everyone's gaze. After the initial pain subsided, another emotion now held her back, preventing her from collapsing, from uttering a single sound. This miserable state of herself was enough. No, no! Her lower lip had long since lost all feeling from biting herself, and her right arm ached as if it had been chopped off. Su Yin had to dig her nails into her flesh to stifle the pain that would inevitably spill out whenever she opened her mouth.
"You don't deserve it." Luo Wen said calmly, as if stating an insignificant fact, his gaze still fixed on Su Yin. How could he not see Su Yin's pretense of bravado? The person he had thought so much about, so much about, so much about, had actually become like this! Unforgivable.
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