The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

At the moment when the stool was about to fall, a muscular figure flashed in from the door, grabbed Mi Luo's arm, and carried her aside.

"boom"

The round stool hit the wooden floor hard, and a hole was instantly smashed into the floor.

Mi Luo, who didn't understand what was going on at all, only felt that his eyes were dark, and the world was spinning around him, and he was caught in a corner.

When she came back to her senses and saw the round stool rolling around on the ground, and the big hollow, the blood in her whole body froze at that moment! [

God!

If the people outside hadn't rushed in in time to save her just now, she might be dead now!

Mi Luo stared dumbfounded at the tumbling round stool, then at the men running in one after another, standing there in a daze, opening and closing his mouth, but unable to speak.

On the other side of the room, Huangfulian's smashing action still did not stop.

Originally, Huangfulian's sanity was already a little unclear, but seeing so many people suddenly appearing in the room, it was completely close to madness.

As if his nerves had been stimulated, he picked up the stools and threw them one by one.

Although the martial arts of the men present are not low, it can be said that it is no problem at all to avoid those stools.

However, this room is too small for them who are tall and tall, and they will inevitably bump into it when they dodge.