His foot happened to step on those bones. For some reason, his foot also staggered. Before he could react, his entire body fell to the ground with a bang, the glass cup in his hand was shattered by him at first. His hand fell onto a piece of broken glass. In an instant, warm blood flowed out from his wrist.
Old Master Lu’s eyes widened. At this moment, there wasn’t even a sound from the fall. He could still see the blood flowing out from his wrist. In an instant, he had already lost so much blood.
His mouth was wide open, and it was as if he was holding onto oxygen in the air. His body began to spasm.
Inside, Yan Huan also heard that sound.
She raised her head and placed the book on the side. What was going on? What happened? Did she drop something? She pushed her hair to the side and took a few steps before turning back.
Forget it, I shouldn’t go out. Maybe I misheard.
