Chapter 2535 (1/2)
”Poof!”
A sword was directly inserted into his leg. Even if the blood flowed instantly, Han 3000 didn't have the slightest pain on his face. Instead, he looked at Lu Ruoxin very calmly.
Hand up, sky fire moon wheel mixed into a blue and red ball, aimed at his chest hall.
Lu Ruoxin's anger and disdain turned into surprise at this time, and there was a trace of worry in his heart.
Seven elder quickly stop: ”do not.”
Fang Kun and others obviously didn't expect that Han 3000 would suddenly hurt himself so much. They were shocked and didn't know what to do, let alone what to say.
Big cake day and three strange want to stop, but Han 3000 another hand, hand signal don't come over.
Helpless, can only take panic crying Han Nian.
Han three thousand cold smile, hands suddenly move, directly photographed.
”Bang!”
A cold light flew out of Lu Ruoxin's hand, directly hit the blue and red ball of Zhongtian Huo moon wheel, and flew out.
Han 3000 face suddenly appeared a smile, obviously, this is in his expectation.
Lu Ruoxin's face was slightly embarrassed, and his momentum was obviously reduced.
Obviously, in this contest, she has lost.
She can use all kinds of methods to torture, or destroy Han 3000's heart and self-esteem, and can also use all kinds of methods to control and threaten Han 3000, but the final goal is to make Han 3000 obedient.
But if Han 3000 is gone, all this will be meaningless.
Han 3000's suicidal behavior, however, is to seize the gate of life.
If conditions permit, she has to make compromise.
She needs Han 3000's fighting power, and his use value will be greatly reduced if he is injured or killed.
With a cold snort from the nose, Lu Ruoxin sits back on the table, and Qin Shuang's pain stops suddenly behind Han 3000. Although her head is covered with cold sweat, at least she has been able to relieve the pain at present.
Han Sanqian helped her up and sat back in her seat.
Fang Kun naturally didn't want to do it, so he just wanted to say something, but he was stared back by Lu Ruoxin's eyes.
”Three thousand, are you ok?” Even if Han 3000 holds on, Qin Shuang does not forget to look at the wound on Han 3000's leg and asks with concern.
Han 3000 smiles and shakes his head, but his eyes are always staring at the wound on Qin Shuang's wrist.