A flick of the wrist, bang!
The long knife swiftly flew towards Ye Xing.
Ye Xing caught the knife with both hands.
His figure quickly shot out.
Only a black shadow was seen disappearing before everyone's eyes.
Life and death unknown.
Almost simultaneously, Xiao Hua's voice rang out
"Ding dong, the second star has lit up, congratulations Host."
Upon hearing Xiao Hua's voice, Su Yan's attention shifted from the departing Ye Xing back to Hua Wuqing.
Only after coming to her senses did she feel his strong grip around her.
She even felt a vague sense of pain from the tightness.
Hua Wuqing stood rigidly in front of her.
Still not recovered from the recent event.
Su Yan patted his arm
"What's wrong?"
Hua Wuqing's eyes moved upon hearing her voice.
After a long while, he raised his head.
Then, his eyebrows furrowed, and he covered his head with one hand.
"Yanyan, I hurt."
Only feeling waves of stabbing pain in his head.
Su Yan stretched out her hand and hugged him.
