Liu Yue ignored her, and Yun Zhao didn't seem to ask Liu Yue to say anything. He opened the door and walked out with drooped eyelids.
Liuyue didn't even take it seriously, why was he so excited?
The shadows of the trees outside the window are whirling, and the moon is as cold as water.
Inside the house, it was calm.
As if this was really just an interlude, just a cockroach.
The next day, the weather was fine, and the martial arts conference was even more crowded because I heard that the man in white, Liu Yue, was also going to appear today.
At the VIP table, Liu Yue was still sitting with Yun Zhao.
Drinking tea slowly, it seems that she is not here to compete, but to be an audience, and is more leisurely than the real audience around her.
"Liu Yue vs. Cheng Hong." shouted, and the audience below suddenly burst into applause. Everyone looked eagerly in Liu Yue's direction.
Among them, there were many beautifully dressed women.
Cheng Hong was thirty years old and had a very beautiful lancet in her hand. At this time, her body like an iron tower stood on the ring, and she felt that the ring was shaken twice.
Liu Yue glanced at this person without any expression. She just slowly reached out and touched the Yao Qin placed on her lap without moving.
"Liu Yue, Liu Yue." Seeing that Liu Yue was not on the stage, the host couldn't help shouting to Liu Yue.
"Brother Liu, come on, it's your turn." Yun Zhao couldn't help but bump into Liu Yue.
Fang Hong, who was standing on the ring, looked at Liu Yue with a murderous look on her face. The lancet pointed at Liu Yue in the VIP seat from a distance. It was a challenge that needed no words.
Seeing this, Liu Yue snorted coldly, and suddenly raised her white fingers on the Yao Qin, picked up two strings, and played it towards Fang Hong, who was standing far away on the ring full of murderous aura.
Hearing two slight fluctuations of the piano sound in succession, Fang Hong's eyes on the high platform suddenly widened, staring in Liuyue's direction in disbelief, his throat cooed a few times, his knees softened, and he knelt down.
The surrounding audience suddenly burst into uproar.
On Fang Hong's knees, blood slowly flowed out, turning an inch of the area red.