There was even a bit of silence.

I don't know if the shock is more than the pain, or if the pain overshadows reason, causing the speech center to be abnormal, for as long as ten seconds, Ning Tian didn't make any sound.

The sharp blade almost pierced Ning Tian's white hand, and the blood was like an infusion, staining Ning Tian's entire hand red, and shocking blood gushed out from the tip of the knife frantically.

"Uh......"

Ning Tian held that hand in his intact hand, took a few steps back, and the screams of pain finally overflowed from his throat.

The pain made Ning Tian's face pale and his tone weak, but the words were clear: "Whoever is more noble than the other is a trick."

Yes, no one is more noble than the other.

Su Jiuge looked at her sharply and said indifferently: "But you are wrong, people who are not loved are not qualified to point fingers in other people's love!"

Ning Tian's hand was still bleeding out, Su Jiuge took out his mobile phone, and directly dialed 120 to notify the hospital.

Ning Tian sneered: "If your price includes calling an ambulance for me," she was really in pain, and she had to stop a word, and she had the strength to continue with a gasp: "Then I thank you for this lesson for me, it will be returned a hundred times every day!"

Bah!

Su Jiuge hung up the phone, she shouldn't have called, she should have taken that knife and plunged it into this woman's heart!

Su Jiuge turned around and opened the door.

She wore a lot today, and as soon as the wind came through, she didn't feel cold, but when the words of the two men reached her ears, she actually felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Beijue, don't mess with Xiao Jiu anymore." Rong Xun's unique clear voice is faint and graceful, gentle but indescribably strong.

"Every time, she takes the initiative to provoke me!" Li Beijue's voice was so indifferent that he didn't have any popularity.

"You know why." Rong Xun said again: "She is also anxious."

"You're not really in love with this woman, are you?" Li Beijue sneered: "You love her and help me erase the traces of Yan Qingran, if you don't help her find Yan Qingran, I really can't see that you love him."

Su Jiuge felt that her body was really cold, she closed her eyes hard, and tried hard to open them, but she only felt dizzy.

Too many people are discussing the question of whether Rong Xun loves her or not, and she is really tired of it.

Rong Xun's complex voice has always made people unable to distinguish his emotions, and it is cold and seems to have a coldness: "You are just a monster, don't let me hear this sentence again."

"You're a monster...... Su Jiuge opened the door, incredulous, muttering sound, the will seemed to collapse in an instant, and was gently sent to the ears of the two men by a gust of wind.

Rong Xun turned his head, and his gaze and Su Jiuge's gaze met in the air.

The woman's beautiful face was completely white, as if she had experienced some pain, and she bent over in pain.

She thought that the knife was not inserted in Ning Tian's hand, but in her heart.

Otherwise, why would she be in so much pain.

Rong Xun strode towards the woman, and without saying a word, he wanted to pick up Su Jiuge.

"Don't touch me!" As if he had been frightened, Su Jiuge slapped his hand away and shouted in a sharp voice.

So cold, even hateful.

Rong Xun was stunned because of such a look, and when he reacted, he still pulled the woman into his arms strongly.

"Rong Xun, let go of me!" Su Jiuge struggled with a lot of movements, his voice was broken, and he was scared.

"Don't be afraid of me!" Rong Xun's low and deep voice fell on Su Jiuge's ears.

Su Jiuge's frightened gaze was like a steel needle, piercing his heart hard, the pain was fine and dense, and it was uncomfortable.