Jun Wuxia's hand grasped the handle of the knife, and he looked at the gang leader sideways, neither sad nor happy, with no emotion at all.
I slowly turned my eyes and looked at the handle of the knife. The handle was made of wood. The blade could not hide its edge. It was very sharp and a bit irritating.
And I once used a hairpin as sharp as this one to scratch a small face full of red marks, and that face was right in front of my eyes at this moment, so perfect, especially when it was paired with a bright red suit.
Wedding dress, very beautiful
Obviously I should hate the person in front of me, but I don't have the ruthlessness I had before.
The eyes of the other three people in the room were all focused on Jun Wuxia's hand, looking at the knife, as if wondering whether Jun Wuxia would scratch his face.
In fact, Ruoyu didn't feel so curious, because she knew that Jun Wuxia would not do that for her. The leader of the Haoyue Gang was really confused. Even if Jun Wuxia wanted to take her away, it was only for him.
A little bit of face, or because of something about his city, definitely not because of the slightest affection for himself.
So, when she saw Jun Wuxia's hand lowered, Ruoyu didn't feel the slightest bit surprised.
Wang Yitian, who was standing next to him, was startled for a moment when he saw this, then he laughed and said: "Since you can't even do this, why don't you leave quickly!"
Shi Wanhe, on the other hand, could not see much emotion, his face turned a little indifferent, he smoothed his gray hair and said: "There is no need to leave, as long as you don't say more, it's okay to sit down and watch the marriage.
.....”
Just as he was still speaking, his voice suddenly stopped and he choked in his throat.
Ruoyu's eyes widened even more, and the uncontrollable trembling of her body was particularly obvious, especially the trembling of her fingertips, and the color on her face faded.
It's not that I'm afraid of blood, but I'm afraid that the blood will just flow down such a handsome face.
I could no longer see the edge of the knife clearly, but I felt that the place where the blood was bleeding was very long, bright scarlet, and very dazzling. It made my eyes hurt, and I even wanted to close my eyes.
But after all, I kept my eyes wide open and couldn't look away. What I suddenly thought about was that his blood was such a bright red color. I was used to seeing my own blood, but this was the first time I watched him bleed, but I didn't.
Originally feeling the pleasure of revenge, I felt a faint pain deep in my chest.
Wang Yitian was stunned, and felt that the incredible expression was probably because he was used to hearing about Jun Wuxia's lack of concern for Ruoyu, but he didn't expect such a blow.
As for the leader of the Haoyue Gang, he stood up and sat down again. His body was not very stable. Not only was he not moved by such true feelings, but he looked even more angry. Shi Wanhe held on to the handle of the bamboo chair and said:
: "You, you, you really care about this woman so much?!"
What Shi Wanhe said was: this woman, not Ruoyu's name. After all, his mind was filled with his still infatuated daughter.
Although Wang Yitian also softened his expression, he still looked fierce and said to Jun Wuxia: "Do you think you can take Qingwen away with just such a little blood?"
I don’t know where the anger came from, but Wang Yitian is particularly hateful towards Jun Wuya today.
Jun Wuxia was a little surprised after hearing Wang Yitian's words. The blood that seemed to be unstoppable flowed down his face to his chin, dripped on the ground, and blended into the same bright red carpet.
Shi Wanhe was finally satisfied with this expression. He laughed loudly and said loudly to Jun Wuxia: "Yes, my lord, are you really stupid enough to think that you can take away the bride with just such a little blood?
Come, our bride, tell me if you are willing to go with him?"
Turning to Ruoyu, Shi Wanhe asked this question. He looked at Ruoyu with deep eyes and moved the fingertips of his right hand hidden in his sleeve.
That is continuing to cast a spell.
Ruoyu looked at the moving fingertips, slowly stood up, and stood up to face Jun Wuya with Shi Wanhe's satisfied smile.