Luo Qianqian was still a little late, even with the cultivation technique, she couldn't match the descent speed with initial momentum. The distance of tens of meters fell in an instant, and after he fell, Luo Qianqian arrived belatedly, looking at the large patch of blood on the ground, tears couldn't stop falling.
"Brother!!!" The voice echoed throughout the venue, carrying a lamentation that made everyone feel anxious.
"Shufan!" Luo Xihan couldn't care about her role as an audience member anymore and stumbled to the stage to wait for them.
Then the others arrived, looking at Luo Shufan, who was on the verge of death in Luo Qianqian's arms, unable to speak.
"Brother..." He Wenyu also knelt beside Luo Qianqian, carefully checking his breath.
