Only then did he realize that the moment he stepped forward, he was no longer in control of the matter.
Even if I regret it, it's too late
Feisheng looked at Luo Qingfeng, and the fingers that held her wrist changed to holding
Then he raised his other hand, opened his palm, and waved the hand holding Luo Qingfeng's hand
The feather blade passed by, and the cold light flashed
Cut the palm, the wound opens, and blood spills from the palm
"I swear on my blood that my life belongs to you, Luo Qingfeng. From now on, I will protect you with my life and never abandon you."
The deep voice was sonorous and powerful, and his firm eyes looked at Luo Qingfeng.
There is nothing a person cannot sacrifice in order to survive, not to mention that he is a killer who is used to life and death.
He knew that life was precious and would never die so easily
Luo Qingfeng looked at him and remained silent.
They stood there, looking at each other, as if everything had stopped.
What
Seeing that Feisheng was injured, the eyes of the onlookers almost popped out.
How could it be
Why is this so?
injured
Didn't he already grab Luo Qingfeng's hand just now?
what happened what happened
Everyone stood there in shock and dumbfounded.
Only the two of them heard what Luo Qingfeng and Feisheng said just now. Even the people watching around the ring didn't hear anything.
They were shocked because they thought Luo Qingfeng had his wrists restrained and ended up hurting Fei Sheng.
Feisheng even used clever tricks to make everyone look like it was Luo Qingfeng who hurt him, and it was not him who took the initiative to scratch himself.
"I said, have I made a deal with you? Also, let go of my hand," Luo Qingfeng said coldly.
She never agreed to trade anything with him.
When Feisheng heard this, his mouth twitched and he was petrified on the spot.
Yes, she never promised from the beginning
"you"
"Let go" Luo Qingfeng scolded.
Feisheng loosened his fingers reflexively, but blood was still dripping from his other hand.
Luo Qingfeng opened his palms, retracted the feather blade, and glanced around him with cold and indifferent eyes.
She turned around and looked upstairs, raising the arm holding the dagger.
"Elders, would you like me to remind you again?" This reminder is not just about words.
The presiding elder's expression changed when he saw the dagger pointed at them.
After a while, they took a deep breath and walked out, their eyes falling on Luo Qingfeng.
"Luo Qingfeng wins"
A sonorous and powerful voice sounded and spread in all directions.
For a moment, the surroundings fell into silence again. Everyone looked at Luo Qingfeng with a strange expression.
won
It's Luo Qingfeng again, winning
The third game
This, this is impossible
How could Luo Qingfeng win three games in a row?
When Luo Qingfeng heard this, he stepped down from the ring.
Feisheng in the ring breathed a sigh of relief, at least his life was saved for the time being.
He walked to Xiao Su and sat down next to him. Xiao Su hurriedly came over.
"Xiao Qingfeng, what were you talking about just now?" That's what they were talking about just now.
It's just that they deliberately concealed it so that they couldn't hear it.
In addition, the last scratch on Feisheng made him feel weird no matter how he looked at it, could that be it?
"Did we talk?" Luo Qingfeng turned to look at Xiao Su and asked indifferently.
Xiao Su was confused and looked at Luo Qingfeng blankly.
No?
He clearly saw them talking just now. He was sure he saw it right.