"puff!"

A sword was directly inserted into his leg. Even though the blood flowed instantly, Han Sanqian did not feel the slightest pain on his face. Instead, he looked at Lu Ruoxin very calmly.

With his hand, the sky, fire and moon wheels mixed into a blue and red ball, aiming at his chest.

The anger and disdain on Lu Ruoxin's face turned into surprise at this moment, and a trace of worry appeared inexplicably in his heart.

The Seventh Elder hastily stopped: "No."

Fang Kun and the others obviously did not expect that Han Sanqian would suddenly self-mutilate like this, and everyone was shocked and didn't know what to do, let alone what to say.

Dabingtian and the three monsters wanted to stop them, but Han Sanqian stretched out his other hand to signal them not to come.

In desperation, he could only hold Han Nian who was crying in panic.

Han Sanqian smiled coldly, moved his hand suddenly, and took a picture directly.

"boom!"

A ray of cold light flew out of Lu Ruoxin's hand, directly hit the blue-red ball formed by the sky fire moon wheel, and flew out.

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Han Sanqian's face, obviously, this was in his expectation.

Lu Ruoxin's face was a little embarrassed, and his momentum was obviously lowered a lot.

Obviously, in this contest, she has already lost.

She could use all means to torture or destroy Han Sanqian's heart and self-esteem, and she could use all kinds of methods to control and threaten Han Sanqian, but the ultimate goal was to make Han Sanqian obediently obey her.

But if Han Sanqian is gone, all of this will naturally become meaningless.

But Han Sanqian's suicidal behavior just happened to grab this fate.

If conditions permit, she has to make compromises and concessions.

She needs Han Sanqian's combat power, and injury or death will greatly reduce his use value.

With a cold snort, Lu Ruoxin sat back on the table, and the pain of Qin Shuang behind Han Sanqian also stopped abruptly. Although she was covered in cold sweat, at least she was able to relieve the pain for now.

Han Sanqian helped her up, and then sat back on the seat.

Fang Kun was naturally unwilling to leave this matter alone, but just as he was about to say something, Lu Ruoxin stared back abruptly.

"Sanqian, are you okay?" Even though Han Sanqian was supporting her, Qin Shuang still looked at the wound on Han Sanqian's leg distressedly and asked with concern.

Han Sanqian smiled and shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the wound on Qin Shuang's wrist.

He was wondering what was going on with these wounds. They were just two small wounds, but they would cause such huge damage to Qin Shuang, who was fairly well-cultivated.

And from the beginning to the end, Lu Ruoxin didn't even make a move.

Seeing that Han Sanqian had been looking at his hand, Qin Shuang quickly put his hand behind his back again.

For the person she likes, she doesn't want him to see her imperfections.

Han Sanqian withdrew his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Lu Ruoxin, and said coldly: "The meal is finished, so we should have some pastries, right?"

Before Lu Ruoxin could speak, Fang Kun interrupted at this moment: "What's the matter? I wish I could finish eating quickly, and then go back to feel sorry for the little beauty next to you, right?" JrNovels.com