Xiao Ziyu is not the protagonist of a romance novel, and the training he has received since he was a child does not allow him to have momentary weakness, but Ling Luo is his only weakness, even the heart that he thought was made of iron and stone could not stop the surging sorrow.

Xiao Ziyu gently let go of Ling Luo, who was hugging him tightly, and just when Ling Luo felt that her heart was also empty after leaving her embrace, Xiao Ziyu immediately slapped her palm on her right arm.

This palm condensed all of Xiao Ziyu's strength, and such a resolute look made Ling Luo feel cold and regretful, and she immediately tried her best to stop Xiao Ziyu's movements, but she still couldn't let him completely get out of harm.

Looking at Xiao Ziyu's forehead covered with beads of sweat because of the pain, as well as the arm that drooped unnaturally because of the injury, Ling Luo couldn't control his emotions anymore, and shouted at him hoarsely, "What are you doing here?" ”

Xiao Ziyu's face was already pale because of the internal injuries that he would have time to heal in the future, and now after such a lifeless attack of his own, his face became as white as ice and snow to almost transparent, but his expression did not have the slightest pain, but said to Ling Luo very seriously and firmly, "I would rather lose my right arm forever than lose you." ”

The right hand is very important for everyone, and for those who practice magic, the right hand is an indispensable weapon of their own, and all spell pinching spells need it to help achieve it, and now Xiao Ziyu is willing to cut off his arm to keep Ling Luo, which means that he would rather become a waste person who can no longer use magic than lose her.

Ling Luo was not a vicious person in the first place, but it was because of the many deceptions of her lover that she made her disguise like that, Xiao Ziyu's practice of breaking her arm really hit Ling Luo's heart, and the appearance of the iron coat that was not very firm was shattered in an instant.

"I don't expect you to forgive me for my mistakes, but you can listen to what I want to explain." Xiao Ziyu grabbed Ling Luo with his uninjured left hand, and looked at her with amber eyes, so affectionate, sincere and sincere, that people couldn't refuse.

Ling Luo bit his lip fiercely, used the pain to stop the tears that were about to fall, and smashed his clenched fist hard into Xiao Ziyu's right hand, obviously wanting to break his arm, but when it landed on it, it was soft.

Xiao Ziyu's eyes instantly became gentle and warm, he never worried that Ling Luo would hurt himself, she was so kind, even if she was hurt more, she would not send her resentment out to others, she just condensed her spiritual power and wanted to heal his injuries.

Xiao Ziyu was so ruthless under his palm, as long as Ling Luo's healing was a little weak, his right arm would really be completely scrapped, so while she was concentrating on healing him, she whispered in a nervous and anxious tone, "Shut your mouth, if you lose your right hand because of me, I will never forgive you." ”

Ling Luo was able to say such a thing, it proved that she still cared about him very much, Xiao Ziyu's physical pain could not stop the slightest sweetness in his heart, as long as he could save Ling Luo, even if this hand really couldn't be saved, he would never complain.