Luo Luo rushed over at some point, helped Huang Beiyue up from the ground, looked at her injuries, frowned, and said, "Why don't you resist? That person is no match for you at all!"
Huang Beiyue lowered her head and was silent for a while. Luoluo said again: "I will deal with her while others are in danger! How arrogant!"
"Luoluo..." Huang Beiyue whispered. Her voice was not disguised, it was a cold girl's voice. At this time, she sounded a little weak and helpless.
Luoluo's body trembled suddenly, the hand holding her trembled, and he turned to look at her with unpredictable eyes.
"Help me leave here, don't ask anything." Huang Beiyue whispered.
Luo Luo really didn't ask anything, nodded, helped her get off the ring, and said by the way: "Your Excellency Yue Ye is a little uncomfortable, this battle does not count."
Chiyo Touji raised her voice and said: "Why don't you take action?!"
Even if she won, the ghost-faced man didn't make a move at all. She won't win brightly! It's totally meaningless!
She didn't need such a victory. She had no achievements at all, and instead felt extremely angry!
Huang Beiyue lowered her head, blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth under the mask, and she didn't want to speak at all.
Luoluo raised his head and said: "I told you that Your Excellency Yue Ye was not feeling well, so he did not take action. If it were a formal competition, how could you win?"
"Master Luoluo, what do you mean?" Qiandai Mili stood up at the judges' table and asked coldly, with a very dissatisfied tone.
"Everyone with a discerning eye can see this, so there is no need to say more." Luoluo's tone was also unwilling to be outdone, "Chiyo Imperial Master, the game is still going on, please don't let personal feelings affect the progress of the game!"
Qiandai Miwu wanted to say more, but Yuwen Zhan said: "Qiandai Imperial Master, let's focus on the competition!"
Qiandai Mili had no choice but to keep silent. Luoluo helped Huang Beiyue go down. Jike and others came up to meet him. Huang Beiyue waved her hands and said, "I'm fine. You can continue the game. I'll take a rest."
Seeing that she was injured, Jike's manly feelings were also aroused. He nodded and said: "Don't worry, King, we will not lose any of the next games!"
"I believe you." Huang Beiyue nodded and smiled, the blood in her chest was surging, she felt very uncomfortable, and she felt a little suffocated. She didn't stay any longer and slowly left everyone's sight.
As they walked over, the two of them were silent. Luoluo didn't ask, and Huang Beiyue didn't say anything. When they arrived at their mercenary camp, Luoluo helped her sit down on the couch, and squatted down to help her personally.
Slippers, his movements are quite silent, which is completely inconsistent with his previous personality.
Huang Beiyue stretched out her hand to stop his movement. He didn't even need to take off his shoes. This situation seemed to make him very weak.
"Luoluo..." The silent atmosphere was so uncomfortable that Huang Beiyue had no choice but to speak first.
"I'll get some water for you." Luoluo heard her speak and turned around and walked out.
Huang Beiyue sighed, took off the mask on his face, and said slowly: "I don't want to hide it from you, but I will cause a lot of trouble when I come back this time, so I don't want to get you in trouble, you are still young...
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"You are younger than me, right?" Luoluo turned his back to her, as if he didn't want to face her face no matter what.
It looked so familiar and missed him so much that he wasn't sure if what he saw was real, maybe it was fake?
