Because she was too excited, Liu Ruohua clenched Su Luo's hand so hard that she almost broke her wrist.
Su Luo's eyes darkened, and out of the corner of the eye glanced at Nangong Liuyun, and suddenly groaned.
Nangong Liuyun's face instantly became arrogant and gloomy, and he didn't know how he made his move, but an afterimage of his sleeve flew by—
Then, there is no then.
Because at this time Liu Ruohua was no longer in the box on the second floor.
I saw her slender body shot towards the hall on the first floor like a feather of arrows, rolled heavily to the ground, and fell to the ground. She almost fainted in pain.
I don't know if Nangong Liuyun did it on purpose, Liu Ruohua's fellow students flew up one by one and opened their hands, but no one caught her.
Moreover, when Liu Ruohua fell, she just happened to bump into Zhao Gongzi's body, she opened her eyes and met Zhao Gongzi's deadly and distorted eyes.
"Ah—" Liu Ruohua screamed in fright, and jumped up, but she didn't want blood to spread under her feet, sticky and smooth.
Therefore, the unfortunate Liu Ruohua slipped on the soles of his feet, and unfortunately fell to the ground...
And when she fell, there was a long sword standing beside her...
At this time, her whole body, face, and hair were covered in blood... Dirty and smelly, making people almost afraid to approach.
"Ruohua, how are you? Are you injured?" Three or four teenagers rushed forward to surround Liu Ruohua like the stars holding the moon, all of them nervous.
"My hand... it hurts..." Liu Ruohua's face was pale in pain, and she almost fainted.
"Oh my God, this hand..." When Liu Ruohua's friend Li Wan saw her hand, she covered her mouth and nose with her hands, her eyes were completely shocked.
At this time, Liu Ruohua's right wrist was cut off by Qigen, and blood from the wound continued to spurt out, which looked very scary.
Su Luo's beautiful eyes were deep, and there was a hint of interest in her eyes, and she glanced at Nangong Liuyun with a half-smile: "It's so cruel, cut off your wrists, won't it be too unsympathetic to Xiangxiyu?"
Nangong Liuyun is very sophisticated and calculating.
After Liu Ruohua was thrown away, all subsequent reactions were all in his calculations.
Including her frightened bouncing up, falling down, and smashing her right wrist against Leng Jian... Every step is extremely precise, almost without a plan.
Such Nangong Liuyun is undoubtedly very scary.
Choosing to be his enemy is the most foolish way.
A hint of worry flashed in Su Luo's heart... If he sincerely wants to get her, how should she handle herself
"A good girl who is pure and kind shouldn't gloat at misfortune." Nangong Liuyun's slender fingers rubbed on her right wrist, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, and her voice was sinister and low, "Does it still hurt?"
Su Luo didn't dare to look at the deep meaning in his eyes, quickly turned his face away, and said lightly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Nangong Liuyun had already held her hand and squeezed her white jade-like hand tightly in the warm and generous palm, rubbing it slowly, as if she cherished it very much.
The touch of the thick palm gave Su Luo an unprecedented sense of security.
The surroundings seemed to be very quiet, and only the two of them were left in the quiet world.
However, at this moment, the door of the box was kicked open!