For a moment, several people stared at Su Luo with contempt.
"Pfft..." Luo Dieyi, who was originally heartbroken, sneered, "Su Luo, hurry up and get off. Do you think you haven't been embarrassed enough?"
Li Yaoyao raised the corners of her lips in mockery. "You can't even hold the hilt of the sword. Ugh, how embarrassing! How dare you come out and draw your sword? If I were you, I would definitely give up."
Su Luo glanced at her, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
Li Yaoyao met Su Luo's gaze, and her heart froze. She was clearly a useless person without any spiritual power, but her eyes were so bright that it made people feel afraid.
Li Yaoyao snorted coldly and turned away awkwardly!
Su Luo frowned slightly. It was not completely impossible for her to hold the Chengying Sword, but... it would cause great harm to her body.
Before Su Luo made up her mind, suddenly, a black shadow attacked her head.
That's very fast!
Everyone was so fast that they only felt a flash before their eyes, and the thing had already hit Su Luo's head.
Nangong Liuyun was so fast, but even he couldn't stop the thing from falling.
With a loud "bang", the thing hit Su Luo's head, making her dizzy and almost unable to stand.
"What is that?" Su Luo said depressedly as she took down the thing that had hit her and almost given her a concussion.
"What is this?" Zi Yan asked curiously.
"It looks like a glove..." Su Luo was speechless. She raised her head and looked around, but did not find any clues.
How could a pair of gloves suddenly hit her head? Su Luo was completely puzzled by this.
Everyone also found it very strange.
Where on earth did this glove come from? And why did it happen to hit Su Luo on the head?
So, is she lucky or unlucky?
Just when everyone was confused, a slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded.
"Girl, I forgot to give you the reward just now, so I specially bring it to you now, okay?" The calm voice of the Seventh Young Master startled everyone.
No one expected that the Seventh Young Master from the Seventh Level would actually come to the Eighth Level.
You know, although this is the Nine-Layer Palace, one is seven floors and the other is eight floors, but each floor is an independent world, which can only be entered through the teleportation array.
Su Luo stroked the material of the gloves, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her face: "Thank you."
She really wanted to thank this Seventh Young Master.
These gloves save her a lot of trouble.
The Seventh Young Master received Su Luo's thanks and chuckled. When Su Luo was about to call him, he turned around and disappeared.
"What are these gloves?" Zi Yan asked with curiosity.
"You'll know after trying it." Su Luo smiled lightly and put on the blue gloves slowly.
If I'm not mistaken, this glove will bring her a big surprise.
Seeing more and more black air rushing in, Su Luo took a deep breath and slowly reached out her gloved hand towards the hilt of the sword...
“Eh!”
Everyone felt their eyes flash, and when they looked again, they saw Su Luo had already firmly grasped the hilt of the sword!
He held it! He held it so easily!
Li Yaoyao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground!
How is this possible?
Each of them, in order to touch the hilt, would need to expend countless spiritual energy to fight against the restriction. It was very difficult to hold the hilt, but Su Luo...
After putting on that inexplicable glove, she could actually grip the hilt of the sword directly? The restriction didn't reject her at all?
How can this be so unfair!
Li Yaoyao and Luo Dieyi gnashed their teeth in jealousy, staring at Su Luo's back as if they wanted to stare two bloody holes out of her.
However, no matter how jealous they were, the fact was that Su Luo held the hilt of the sword.
Now, the only thing Su Luo has to do is to pull out the sword.
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