For a time, several people stared at Su Luo with contempt.
"Pfft -" Luo Dieyi, who was originally heartbroken, sneered, "Su Luo, please get down quickly, do you think you are not embarrassed enough?"
Li Yaoyao raised her lips mockingly: "I can't even hold the hilt of the sword. Oh, it's so embarrassing. Why do you have the nerve to come out and draw the sword? If I were you, I would give up directly."
Su Luo glanced at her, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
Li Yaoyao met Su Luo's gaze, and her heart suddenly froze. She was obviously a waste with no spiritual power, but her eyes were so bright that people couldn't help but be scared.
Li Yaoyao snorted coldly and turned away awkwardly!
Su Luo frowned slightly. It was not impossible to hold the Chengying Sword, but...it would cause great harm to her body.
Before Su Luo could make up her mind, suddenly, a black shadow struck towards her head.
That's very fast!
Everyone was so excited that their eyes blurred, and something had already been slapped on Su Luo's head.
Nangong Liuyun was so fast, but even he couldn't stop the thing from falling.
There was only a "pop" sound, and the thing hit Su Luo's head so hard that she was so dizzy that she almost couldn't stand.
"What is it?" Su Luo depressedly took down the thing that nearly gave her a concussion.
"What is this?" Zi Yan asked curiously.
"It looks like gloves..." Su Luo was speechless. She raised her head and looked around, but she didn't find any clues.
How could a pair of gloves suddenly hit her forehead? Su Luo was puzzled about this.
Everyone also found it very strange.
Where did this glove fly out? And it happened to hit Su Luo on the head?
From this point of view, is she lucky or unlucky?
Just when everyone was confused and confused, a slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded.
"Girl, I forgot to give you a reward just now, and now I'm bringing it to you, okay?" The calm voice of the Seventh Young Master shocked people.
No one expected that the Seventh Young Master from the seventh level would actually come to the eighth level.
You must know that although this is the Nine Layers Hall, one is on the seventh floor and the other is on the eighth floor, each floor is an independent world, and can only be entered from the teleportation array.
Su Luo stroked the material of the gloves, raised her eyebrows slightly, and put a smile on her face: "Thank you."
She really wanted to thank this seventh young master.
These gloves saved her a lot of trouble.
The Seventh Young Master received Su Luo's thanks and smiled. When Su Luo was about to call him to stop him, he turned around and disappeared.
"What...are these gloves?" Zi Yan's eyes were full of curiosity.
"You'll know after you try it." Su Luo smiled slightly and slowly put on the blue glove.
If I guess correctly, this glove will bring her a big surprise.
Seeing more and more black air flowing in, Su Luo took a deep breath and slowly stretched out her gloved hand towards the hilt of the sword...
"Eh!"
Everyone felt their eyes blurred, but when they looked again, they saw that Su Luo had firmly grasped the hilt of the sword!
I got it! I got it easily!
Li Yaoyao was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground!
How is this possible?
If each of them wants to touch the hilt of the sword, they need to expend countless spiritual energy to fight against the restriction. It is very difficult to hold the hilt, but Su Luo...
After she put on that inexplicable glove, she could hold the hilt of the sword directly? The restriction didn't exclude her at all?
How can it be so unfair!
Li Yaoyao and Luo Dieyi gnashed their teeth in jealousy, their eyes staring at Su Luo's back, wishing they could make two bloody holes.
However, no matter how jealous they were, it was a fact that Su Luo held the hilt of the sword.
Now, the only thing Su Luo has to do is to pull out this sword.