Be Good, Don’t cry

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was drawn over.

Xiang Yi stared blankly at the broken sword on the ground and pursed her lips.

The two of them were too fast. At this moment, the camera happened to capture Xiang Yi's back, causing a blind spot. The audience could not see clearly at all, so they all asked:

-- [Whose sword is broken? ! !]

The room was extremely quiet.

A moment later.

Everyone heard some soft sobbing.

This voice was..

The camera shifted and landed on Shu Xinglan's body.

Everyone could see his expression clearly.

The fair and delicate youth clenched his fists tightly. There was nothing in his hands at this moment.

The youth's beautiful eyes were extremely red. Water vapor was dense, but he stubbornly held back his tears.

He was really... too pitiful.

Everyone: ! ! !

It was actually Shu Xinglan's sword that broke? !