"Well……"

A miserable whimpering sound was made in his throat, causing the people around him to feel creepy and terror gradually.

The most terrible thing for a person is not death, but the inability to die.

Gong Diao’s current miserable situation is not as good as slapping him to death with one palm!

Ling Luoyu stood up and stood up quietly, instantly removing all the pressure.

"snort!!"

With a sneer, she turned around and walked towards the door.

"Fatty, go, I'll treat you to tea!"

Feng Chenglin wiped away the sweat from his forehead and looked at Gong Biao with some gloating pleasure.

He slowly stood up with the help of everyone.

"Mr. Supervisor, my brother invited me to have tea, so I want to take a leave..."

Everyone: "..."

Isn’t this nonsense?!

Don’t say that the reason for asking for leave is sufficient. Even if it is not sufficient, no one dares to say that it’s a wordless thing just because your brother has just finished his temper!

Gong Ji's muscles were pounding on his face and he wanted to not answer, but because Ling Luoyu was there, he didn't dare to refuse to respond. He immediately purred a vaguely in his throat, not knowing whether it was a moan, a moan, or a sir.

Feng Chenglin Quan said he agreed, and smiled and thanked him with his head, turning around and chasing Ling Luoyu.

It was not until the two men's figures disappeared that Gong Dao suddenly fell to the ground as if he could not hold on.

In such a shameful situation, coma is his best way to cover up.

On the way to the teahouse again, Feng Chenglin kept pestering Ling Luoyu and asked her to point out the flaws in her move just now.

While Ling Luoyu was demonstrating how to fight back, he suddenly noticed a strange wave approaching.

She stared at the direction of the waves, her smile gradually solidified, and the demonstration counterattack was also stagnant.

"San Young Master, what's wrong? Isn't it possible to think of a way to fight back?!"

The turbulence gradually arose in Ling Luoyu's eyes: "What a strong mental power!"

This is Qiyun Sect, who dares to emit such powerful mental power?!

As soon as I felt my mind trembling, I felt my mental power tremble.

"Buzz!"

In the distant sky, a powerful spiritual force was colliding with the spiritual barrier of the sect leader.

"Three Young Master?!"

Feng Chenglin noticed that Ling Luoyu was not right and couldn't help but look at her gaze.

For him, the world was quiet, the sky was blue, all the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the world was peaceful.

"San Young Master, are you being possessed by evil spirits? What are you looking at?!"

"Fatty... go tell Mr. Jin and Mr. Ji, and you just say that someone is forcing the Qiyun Sect!!"

Only those with mental power can perceive the fluctuations of mental power.

Neither Ji Yun nor Jin Lanzhi can do it!

"What?! Someone wants to break into Qiyun Sect!"

Feng Chenglin took a breath of cold air and subconsciously looked in the direction of the barrier.

"Who is so bold?!"

Ling Luoyu flew over and said, "Go quickly!"

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to neglect any more, so he rushed to the entrance of Qiyun Sect.

There have been many people going to the direction of the barrier.

They all stood within the barrier, looking at the entrance of the barrier as if they were facing a great enemy.

There, there were a group of people wearing blood-colored robes and black cloaks.

The leader is an old man in white robe.

On the side of the old man was Ling Luoyu's old acquaintance - Zuo Furong!!

She was wearing a blood-colored long dress, like a manzhushahua, full of beautiful beauty.

"Zuo Furong?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned sharply and he quickly thought of a possibility.

"Escape from the World Blood Mansion?!"

Zuo Furong is a person from the Blood Mansion of the World. Now that she appears here, Ling Luoyu has to be shocked.

What do people from the Blood Mansion of Escape come here to do?!

Is it for Qiyun Sect or for her?!
Chapter completed!