Because he was too excited, Liu Ruohua squeezed Su Luo's hand tightly, so hard that he almost broke her wrist.
Su Luo's eyes darkened, she glanced at Nangong Liuyun from the corner of her eye, and suddenly snorted.
Nangong Liuyun's face instantly became arrogant and sinister, and he didn't know how he did it. He only saw an afterimage of his sleeve flying past——
Then, there is no more.
Because Liu Ruohua is no longer in the box on the second floor at this time.
Her slender body was shot towards the lobby on the first floor like arrow feathers, and she rolled heavily to the ground. She was thrown to the ground and almost fainted from the pain.
I don't know if Nangong Liuyun did it on purpose, but Liu Ruohua's classmates flew up one by one and opened their hands, but no one could catch her.
Moreover, when Liu Ruohua fell down, she hit Mr. Zhao's body without missing a beat. She opened her eyes and met Mr. Zhao's ferocious and twisted eyes.
"Ah -" Liu Ruohua screamed in fright, and jumped up, but he didn't expect blood to be spread under his feet, which was sticky and smooth.
Therefore, Liu Ruohua unfortunately slipped on the sole of her foot and fell to the ground...
And when she fell down, there was a long sword standing next to her...
At this time, her whole body, face, and hair were covered in blood...it was so dirty and smelly that people almost didn't dare to come close.
"Ruohua, how are you? Are you injured?" Three or four teenagers immediately rushed forward and surrounded Liu Ruohua like stars holding the moon, all of them were nervous.
"My hand... hurts so much..." Liu Ruohua turned pale with pain and almost fainted.
"Oh my god, this hand..." When Liu Ruohua's friend Li Wan saw her hand, she covered her mouth and nose with both hands, her eyes filled with complete shock.
At this time, Liu Ruohua's right wrist was cut off at the root, and blood spurted out from the wound, which looked very scary.
Su Luo's beautiful eyes were deep, and there was a flash of interest in her eyes. She glanced at Nangong Liuyun with a smile but not a smile: "It's so cruel. Cut off at the wrist. Wouldn't this be too merciless?"
Nangong Liuyun has such a deep city and calculations.
After Liu Ruohua was thrown away, all subsequent reactions were all part of his calculations.
Including the time when she was frightened and jumped up, fell down, and smashed her right wrist against Leng Jian... every step was extremely precise, almost without leaving any trace.
Such Nangong Liuyun is undoubtedly very terrifying.
Choosing to be his enemy is the most foolish way.
A hint of worry flashed through Su Luo's heart... If he sincerely wants to get her, how should she deal with it?
"A simple and kind girl shouldn't take pleasure in others' misfortune." Nangong Liuyun's delicate white fingers rubbed her right wrist, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and his voice was evil and low, "Does it still hurt?"
Su Luo didn't dare to look at the deep meaning in his eyes. She quickly turned away and said calmly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Nangong Liuyun had already held her hand, squeezed her jade-white hand tightly into his warm and generous palm, and rubbed it slowly, as if she cherished it very much.
The thick touch on her palm gave Su Luo an unprecedented sense of security.
The surroundings seemed very quiet, and they were the only two people left in the quiet world.
However, at this moment, the door of the box was kicked open!