Hmph, it's just a wrist. Compared to what Liu Chengfeng has done, her means are relatively light.
But it's okay, Liu Ruohua's right wrist was cut off, Liu Chengfeng's left wrist was cut off, and the two brothers and sisters, one on the left and one on the right, had two broken hands, and they looked like a family, complete.
Liu Chengfeng had already been scared to pieces by Su Luo's big black handprint, and now he was so frightened that he screamed loudly: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Stop it! Stop it!"
With the tragic cry, his tears and snot all rolled down together, mixed with blood, and the whole person looked embarrassed and crazy, even worse than a beggar.
Liu Potian felt extremely embarrassed, and roared at Liu Chengfeng: "Get up soon!"
Then, he turned around and stared at Nangong Liuyun, his tone was blunt, and he strongly pressed the fire in his chest: "Your Highness, you also saw that Chengfeng's hand was cut off by that stinky boy's wrist, what are you going to do?"
In the face of Liu Potian's aggressive questioning, Nangong Liuyun seemed indifferent. He glanced back calmly and said slowly, "What should I do?"
"Yeah! What is your Highness going to do? Could it be that Chengfeng's wrist was just cut off in vain?" Liu Potian now understands the incomparable strength of His Royal Highness King Jin, and does not dare to do it again like before, but he Still insisting on an explanation.
Otherwise, Liu Chengfeng's wrist was cut off in front of him, and it would be very detrimental to his reputation if he spread it out at this time. Because, as the ancestor of the Liu family, he can't protect his children and grandchildren, what does this make others think of him
Nangong Liuyun glanced at Liu Potian like an idiot, and said lazily, "On the battlefield, it doesn't matter whether you live or die, are you deaf just now?"
Duoyou, my Royal Highness King Jin, can you speak a little more tactfully? After all, he is Prime Minister Liu's father... Su Luo turned his face away, unable to bear to look at it any longer.
"He is the grandson of my Liu Mansion!" Liu Potian shouted with a furious expression.
Nangong Liuyun sighed lazily, and said slowly: "It's just a small wrist now, what's the fuss about? There's no dead yet. Besides, even if dead, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield. thing."
Obviously, he planned to cover up Su Luo to the end.
"If that's the case, hum!" Liu Soul sneered again and again: "This matter can't be just let it go! This stinky boy who has the ability will never leave the Jin Palace, otherwise, hum-"
After speaking, Liu Potian stretched out his hand to grab the dark bronze medal placed in the tray, but a slender and fair hand took a step ahead of him and took the bronze medal away.
"His Royal Highness!" Liu Potian originally planned to swallow this sigh, and after a long-term discussion, he planned to leave Jin Wangfu after taking the bronze medal, but the bronze medal was taken away by His Highness first.
Nangong Liuyun frowned contemptuously: "Liu Potian, you are no longer a child. What you say is like a fart, and it's fine after you put it out?"
"Please be cautious, Your Highness!" Liu Po's weather was terrible!
He was originally slapped by Nangong Liuyun's palm and his blood was not smooth, but now he was damaged word by word by Nangong Liuyun.
"Isn't it? Just now, this bronze medal was used as a bet. Since you lose, you must be willing to accept the bet." Nangong Liuyun looked at Liu Soultian as a matter of course.