"Then I'll chop off your hands!" Second Young Master Nangong's voice was indifferent, as if chopping off his hands was just a sentence to him.
The two most noble and outstanding young men in the imperial capital are fighting for Su Luo. This is simply the best show in history!
If you miss this wave, it will be difficult to see it again!
Therefore, everyone present held their breath and stared at the scene in front of them without daring to express their anger.
Two men fighting for one girl? It's so bloody! And such a bloody thing actually happened to the God-like Noble Second Young Master Nangong and the Seventh Young Master Leng? How lucky are these girls?
However, in fact, Su Luo did not feel lucky at all, because her left and right hands were so painful that she could hardly feel anything at the moment.
These two men should be angry on their own, why don't they vent their anger on her hands?
"That's enough for you!" Su Luo's outburst seemed particularly clear in the silent air.
Leng Qishao glanced at Nangong Liuyun disdainfully, then smiled gently at Su Luo: "Luo girl, tell me, who do you want to let go?"
Leng Qishao knew that Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun were in a cold war, although he didn't know what happened between the two of them.
But looking at Su Luo's appearance, things seemed to be quite serious.
Su Luo raised her head and met Nangong Liuyun's eyes.
That face is still so beautiful, and just one glance makes people feel so distressed that they want to throw themselves into his arms at all costs without holding him accountable for any fault.
But Su Luo's reason is still there.
The experiences of the past few days and the pain on her body made Su Luo wake up instantly.
Su Luo's hand that was held by Nangong Liuyun loosened slightly.
Nangong Liuyun's deep eyes were like condensed frost, staring at Nangong Liuyun.
He tightened Su Luo's hand.
Mrs. Nangong opened her eyes and looked at Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo, and Leng Qi.
When she saw Su Luo trying to break free from Nangong Liuyun's hand, Mrs. Nangong's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a very bad feeling.
No? Is it such a big deal this time?
As expected by Mrs. Nangong, Su Luo stared at Mrs. Nangong coldly the next moment, and only said two words indifferently: "Let go."
Her voice was as calm as water, without waves, like a pool of stagnant water.
Nangong Liuyun held Su Luo's hand tighter and tighter.
If Su Luo quarreled with him or made trouble with him, he wouldn't be too nervous, but when Su Luo looked at him with that indifferent look, as if looking at a stranger, he felt an inexplicable panic.
This has almost never happened in Nangong Er Shao's life.
Su Luo looked at him coldly and said the same thing: "Nangong Liuyun, I say let go!"
At this moment, everyone's expressions were very complicated.
That was Nangong Liuyun, the second young master of Nangong from the Dragon and Phoenix tribe. Su Luo actually asked him to let go. He was not the one she chose!
Although the seventh young master of the Leng family is also outstanding, if compared with the second young master Nangong, he is still...
Therefore, everyone was a little suspicious of Su Luo's gaze.
As soon as Su Luo said these words, the chill in Nangong Liuyun's eyes became even more intense. His dark eyes stared at Su Luo with a look of gritted teeth.
Seeing the displeasure on Nangong Liuyun's beautiful face, Su Luo just smiled coldly: "Second Young Master Nangong, don't you understand the common language of mainland China? Do you need me to say it again?"
Nangong Liuyun didn't speak, but his serious eyes made people want to forgive him at all costs.
Su Luo was extremely indifferent: "I asked you to let go, don't you understand?"