17. The whizzing chill
"I don't know? I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Huangfu Lian squinted her eyes dangerously, "Cut off her hands and feet! I think she dares to be stubborn!"
As soon as Huangfu Lian finished speaking, the two followers around him immediately stepped forward and held Liu Hongxiu.
Liu Hongxiu was so scared that she screamed, "No! Please spare me! Don't cut my hands and feet!"
Huangfu Lian ignored it at all, took off his cloak, and wrapped Jiang Nanyan who was stunned in his arms.
The two followers did not hear the master's call to stop, pressed Liu Hongxiu to the floor, and raised the sword with the cold light in their hands.[
"Swish bang"
Just when the sword was only one centimeter away from Liu Hongxiu's wrist, an arrow flew over sharply and knocked it out.
"Come out! Hiding, what kind of hero is a hero?!" Huangfu Lian turned his head suddenly, staring at the corner covered by the black curtain.
The next second, the curtain was lifted.
A tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness.
His steps were steady and light, and he stepped on the stone ground completely silently, like a king walking in the forest, extremely elegant.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the figure.
Until he walked out completely, walked up the steps, and came under the light.
There was no sound at the scene.
"Teacher, Your Highness the Prince!" Liu Hongxiu's trembling voice resounded over the theater.
Chapter completed!