Chapter 135: Like the tenderest touch of a lover 2
He subconsciously held it up, but it felt like all the bones in Su Yunluo's body had been extracted, and he was as soft as a puddle of mud... He had already lost his scent!
Qi Luoer felt his head buzzing.
She and Su Yunluo were sisters. Seeing her tragic death in front of her eyes, her blood surged in her chest. Almost without thinking, she pulled out the dagger she carried and stabbed Yue Wushang!
Her movements were as fast as the wind, but before she could stab Yue Wushang, it was as if she encountered an invisible barrier and could no longer stab Yue Wushang.[
His wrist tightened and he was firmly grasped.
He raised his head and looked into Shang Yue Wushang's smiling eyes: "Xiao Luo'er, are you going to kill me for her?"
His voice was as gentle as water, but Qi Luoer felt a chill.
For some reason, Qi Luoer felt a wave of resentment rushing into his heart.
There was a layer of mist in his eyes, and he couldn't help crying: "Devil, she was once your friend, how could you bear to kill her?!"
Yue Wushang was slightly startled, and was choked by her tears, and his hands relaxed slightly.
The dagger in Qi Luoer's hand stabbed straight into his heart!
Qi Luoer's move was made with anger, the sharp dagger was like a silver snake under the moon.
The light is brilliant. It disperses instantly and then gathers into a straight beam.
This sword is almost the highest level that Qi Luoer can achieve in his swordsmanship today.
But when the move reached the end, Qi Luoer was stunned.
Yue Wushang actually didn't dodge at all and allowed her dagger to pierce his heart!
The sharp sword tip pierced the skin and reached his heart.
With just a little force, it could penetrate the entire heart. But she couldn't help but stop.
The hilt of the dagger held tightly in his hand could hear the beating frequency of his heart.
There was a trembling feeling deep in the palm of my hand.
Something warm seeped into it, it was his blood!
It flowed down the silver-green sword blade, staining the hilt and the palm of her hand.
Yue Wushang didn't move, as if he wasn't the one who was stabbed.[
However, Qi Luoer's eyes were severely stung by the blood flowing down from the white shirt.
"Why not hide?!"
Qi Luoer regretted asking these words!
This scene looks so much like a bloody TV series. I actually asked such a clichéd line!