Because she was too excited, Liu Ruohua held Su Luo's hand very tightly, with such force that she almost broke her wrist.
Su Luo's eyes darkened, she glanced at Nangong Liuyun out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly groaned.
Nangong Liuyun's face instantly became arrogant and sinister. No one knew how he attacked. Only a shadow of his sleeve flew past.
And then, nothing happened.
Because at this time Liu Ruohua was no longer in the box on the second floor.
Her slender body shot towards the first-floor hall like an arrow, rolled heavily to the ground, and fell flat on her back. She almost fainted from the pain.
It was not known whether Nangong Liuyun did it on purpose, but Liu Ruohua's fellow disciples flew forward one after another with their arms open, but no one could catch her.
Moreover, when Liu Ruohua fell, she hit the body of Master Zhao right on target. She opened her eyes and met Master Zhao's hideous and twisted eyes, which were open in death.
"Ah--" Liu Ruohua screamed in fright and jumped up, but she didn't expect that there was blood under her feet, which was sticky and slippery.
So, unfortunately, Liu Ruohua slipped and fell to the ground...
And when she fell, there happened to be a long sword standing beside her...
At this moment, her entire body, face, and hair were covered in blood... It was so dirty and smelly that people were almost afraid to get close to her.
"Ruohua, how are you? Are you hurt?" Three or four young men suddenly rushed forward and surrounded Liu Ruohua like stars surrounding the moon, each of them looking nervous.
"My hand... hurts so much..." Liu Ruohua's face turned pale with pain and she almost fainted.
"Oh my God, this hand..." When Liu Ruohua's good friend Li Wan saw her hand, she covered her mouth and nose with both hands, her eyes full of complete shock.
At this time, Liu Ruohua's right wrist was cut off at the root, and blood was constantly gushing out of the wound, which looked very scary.
Su Luo's beautiful eyes were deep, with a hint of interest flashing in them. She glanced at Nangong Liuyun with a half-smile: "How cruel, cutting off the wrist, isn't that too cruel to a woman?"
Nangong Liuyun is so cunning and calculating.
After Liu Ruohua was thrown down, all subsequent reactions were within his calculations.
Including the moment she jumped up in fright, fell down, and smashed her right wrist against Leng Jian... every step was extremely precise and almost perfectly planned.
Such a Nangong Liuyun is undoubtedly very terrifying.
Choosing to be his enemy is the most foolish way.
A trace of worry flashed through Su Luo's heart... If he really wanted to get her, how should she deal with it?
"A pure and kind girl shouldn't gloat over other people's misfortunes." Nangong Liuyun's slender white fingers stroked her right wrist, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and his voice was evil and low, "Does it still hurt?"
Su Luo didn't dare to look at the deep meaning in his eyes. She quickly turned her face away and said lightly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
She wanted to pull her hand back, but Nangong Liuyun had already held her hand, holding her jade-white hand tightly in his warm and broad palm, stroking it slowly, as if cherishing it very much.
The touch of the thick palm gave Su Luo an unprecedented sense of security.
The surroundings seemed very quiet, and there were only the two of them left in the silent world.
However, at this moment, the door of the box was kicked open!
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