The Gown Is Torn

The masked man sidestepped her attack and attacked at the same time.

After a few rounds, Chu Luo suddenly felt a little strange. This person's skills seemed a little familiar.

While she was in a daze, the masked man grabbed her fist with his broad palm and pulled her back with great force.

Startled, Chu Luo tapped her toes and was about to jump up. Unexpectedly, the masked man's other hand was faster. He blocked her, and his large palm grabbed her slender waist. He brought her behind the rockery and pressed Chu Luo's shoulder against the rock.

"Let go of me if you know what's good for you!" Chu Luo struggled, feeling dissatisfied. Just as she was about to use poison, a familiar low and cold voice suddenly came from above her head.

"Don't move."

Chu Luo suddenly looked up and was about to speak. "Li…"

"Shut up."