Just when the snow-white whip was about to hit Yun Luo's face, a domineering spiritual power swept over and surrounded Yun Luo.
"Bang!" The whip and spiritual power collided directly.
Two inches away from Yun Luo, the ferocious whip shadow suddenly rebounded and struck Yi Shuiyue behind!
Yi Shuiyue's eyes widened in astonishment. In a hurry, she only had time to turn aside, and the whip hit her shoulder hard. The slender tail of the whip swept across her cheek and the base of her ears, leaving a bright red whip mark.
"Ah——!!" Yi Shuiyue's painful scream sounded, and the veil fell to the ground.
She trembled and let go of her hand, and the whip fell to the ground. She tightly covered the side of her face and the base of her ears with one hand, and blood quickly soaked out.
This scene happened so fast that no one else could react.
"Young Palace Master!" Xue Tong and others' expressions changed greatly, and they gathered around in panic.
Yi Shuiyue was sweating from the pain, her beautiful eyebrows were trembling with fear, and the palms covering her cheeks were full of blood. She looked behind Yun Luo in disbelief: "Brother, you...?!"
Yun Luo raised his eyebrows and turned his head.
Jun Wuchen walked forward indifferently and stood side by side with Yun Luo.
He didn't say a word, but every move proved that he was on Yun Luo's side.
Standing idly by and not helping each other is just Yi Shuiyue's beautiful illusion.
Nangong Jin fell behind, her innocent eyes widened, and she wished the dragon could roar——
It was agreed that when a woman quarrels, the man should stay away?!
Are you taking action too quickly?!
Everything you say in front of feelings is just bullshit. Are you just trying to fool him??
What's even more annoying is that he almost believed it...
Nangong Jin was so angry that smoke came out of her nostrils, and she thought to herself with embarrassment and annoyance——
Sure enough, men who have wives are not good things!
Yi Shuiyue suddenly attacked. Although Yun Luo was caught off guard, he was not worried at all that he would be injured.
She looked at Yi Shuiyue, who was in unspeakable pain, mockingly, "Attack me in front of your senior brother? I really admire your courage. How does it feel to reap the consequences?"
Yi Shuiyue looked at her hatefully, turned her eyes, and met Jun Wuchen's cold gaze, which was instantly covered with mist: "Brother, I didn't mean it... I just lost the token for a moment.
I was so angry that I just wanted to scare her..."
"Then he shot himself in the foot and ruined his appearance." Yun Luo added her words with a smile.
Yi Shuiyue's tear-filled eyes suddenly twisted, and she felt the burning pain on her cheeks, which was not as hateful as Yun Luo's words.
"Shut up!" She stared at her unbearably.
Yun Luo shrugged, his eyes pitiful.
"Shuiyue." Jun Wuchen said calmly.
Yi Shuiyue immediately looked at him. Blood flowed out drop by drop from the fingers covering her cheek, dyeing the white clothes on her shoulders red, making her look weak and pitiful.
Jun Wuchen seemed to have not seen it, and his tone was cold, "I remember I warned you, but it seems you didn't remember it. Have you lost your memory this time?"
"Senior brother..." Yi Shuiyue's figure swayed, with tears on the verge of falling, and she looked at Jun Wuchen as if pleading.
Unfortunately, in Jun Wuchen's eyes, there was no trace of the heartache and tenderness she longed to see. There was only endless indifference and displeasure, which was like a deep ice cave, submerging her in it and making her whole body stiff with the cold.
Yi Shuiyue stared blankly, feeling that the sour tears in her eyes had solidified and could not fall down at all.
Deep in my heart, it's like hell has opened a crack, and poisonous lava is pouring out. Grievance, resentment, and jealousy are boiling like lava in the bottom of my heart.