Liuyue just looked at her coldly, maybe the physical pain could alleviate the pain of heartache a little.
The blood dripped down, tick, tick.
This was what Ouyang Yufei saw when he came over. His ruthless eyes looked coldly at the wounds on his wrist, which was already covered with countless wounds.
An anger that had long been stored in his heart suddenly burst out.
Ouyang Yufei rushed up in a few steps and punched Liu Yue: "You are crazy, do you know what you are doing?
What do you want? Do you no longer want this life?"
Angry, Ouyang Yufei's eyes began to turn red.
Raising her head coldly, Liu Yue slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth that was hit by Ouyang Yufei, and said coldly: "There will be no next time."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Seeing Liu Yue who showed no remorse and warned him instead, when Ouyang Yufei felt his heart hurt, the anger in his chest also burst out.
Stopping in front of Liu Yue, Ouyang Yufei said with a livid face: "That's enough, after so many days, there should be a buffer for everything.
Look at yourself, how many injuries are there all over your body.
You want revenge, you want to speed up the process, yes, I can help you.
If you don't avoid those injuries and weapons, you can, I will block them for you.
But, I didn’t expect you to be like this?"
Pointing at the wound on Liu Yue's arm that was still dripping with blood, Ouyang Yufei looked more than a little bit ugly.
"What do you mean, what do you mean?
Do you think the injuries on the battlefield are not enough, and you need to add some to yourself?
I never knew you were so cruel. Where do you think you will end up with us?
Murong Liuyue, why don't you think about it, how distressed and heartbroken we feel when we see you like this.