However, Seventh Young Master's expression suddenly changed!
"Are you really stupid or fake?" Seventh Young Master was very curious.
"Ah?" Li Yaoyao was full of questions.
Seventh Young Master had to treat her as an idiot, and explained in detail: "This Young Master is referring to the things on your body, such as—"
His pale jade fingers pointed to Li Yaoyao's wrist.
"Another example—" Then he pointed to Li Yaoyao's legs.
Li Yaoyao was stunned, then reacted immediately and exclaimed loudly: "No! No! No!!!"
She finally understands! ! !
What this Seventh Young Master said was left on her body did not refer to anything else, but to her hands or feet!
How can this be!
Li Yaoyao felt that she was about to be scared crazy.
She turned around and ran in the direction of Situ Ming.
Under such circumstances, the only person who can save her is the second senior brother!
"Second Senior Brother, help!" Li Yaoyao spread her legs and ran quickly.
Situ Ming's reaction was not too late. He turned his hand and smashed it directly at the seventh son's face!
How could his baby Yaoyao be cut off? Even if he were to be killed, he would never allow such a thing to happen!
However, something happened that made Situ Ming vomit blood.
The palm print he shot out was frozen in mid-air, motionless, unable to move forward or backward.
Situ Ming's face became very ugly.
He had known for a long time that Young Master Qi was very powerful, and his strength was more than one step higher than him, but to this extent, it was truly incredible... A chill slowly climbed from the soles of Situ Ming's feet to his back.
He had a very bad feeling.
Seventh Young Master stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, looking at Situ Ming with a half-smile, his eyes flashed, as if he was looking at a fool.
Suddenly, the palm print that was originally imprisoned moved.
Seeing that it seemed to have spirituality, it quickly turned over, turned its direction, and shot straight at Li Yaoyao!
Li Yaoyao was hiding in Situ Ming's arms, her hands were tightly around Situ Ming's neck.
That palm print seemed to have eyes, and it was like a flash of light with a swoosh!
"what!!!"
At this moment, a tragic cry of pain broke out from Li Yaoyao's mouth.
I saw that her right wrist was broken at the root!
It was actually torn apart by the palm print made by Situ Ming himself.
At this time, blood from Li Yaoyao's wrist was gushing out like a spring, spilling on the ground.
For a time, on her face, on the immortal dress, on the ground, blood was mottled, and a strong blood filled the air.
It was quiet all around.
Quietly, they could hear each other's heartbeats clearly.
No one would have thought that Yan Xiaoyan's Seventh Young Master's shot was so ruthless, that his wrists were broken at the same root and broken into pieces while talking and laughing...
Everyone looked at the seventh son with unanimous eyes.
At this time, his expression was as tranquil as jade, warm and holy, as if he had descended into the world of gods, noble and unstained by a trace of dust.
Li Yaoyao screamed incessantly, but the Seventh Young Master laughed as if nothing had happened.
"You, the second question." Seventh Young Master glanced at Situ Ming.
At this time, Situ Ming's eyes were scarlet! Burning with anger, as if it will explode at any time!
However, he knew very well what would happen if he rushed up now.
The Seventh Young Master waved his sleeves, and his own would be directly reduced to ashes!
"Second Senior Brother... Just for me... Don't be impulsive..." Li Yaoyao sobbed and begged in a low voice.