"Are you talking to me?"

Shang Qingluan turned around again and glanced at the crowd beside Lin Yi one by one. He was full of energy and ready to go.

The sound just now seemed to ring in his ears.

The young man in front of him clearly showed no energy at all.

Therefore, maybe the master is among the crowd and has never shown up?

"Can there be anyone else besides you?"

Lin Yi bent down and cleaned up the dust on Jing Tu's face. He looked at the scar on her little face and sighed: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Wait a few days and it will heal on its own without leaving anything behind."

scar."

It sounded like he was speaking to Jing Tu, or talking to Shang Qingluan, or more like talking to himself.

This time, Shang Qingluan's eyes suddenly condensed.

He was sure that the person who just spoke was Lin Yi, but he didn't know how the boy in front of him, who clearly had no energy at all, could let his voice fall clearly into his ears at a distance of fifty meters.

between.

"What sound transmission instrument do you have?"

He frowned and asked again.

Now it seems that this is just a possibility.

"Take care of her."

Lin Yi put Jing Tu's hand on Wu Shilan's palm and asked her to hold it.

Wu Shilan nodded. At this time, she also knew that everything she said was in vain.

Lin Yi stood up straight and walked towards Shang Qingluan over there. He had no intention of answering his question and said in a calm voice: "Is your surname Shang or Luo?"

Yet?

Luo?

When these two surnames appeared in Wu Shilan's ears, she frowned.

Wu Shilan also heard some news about what happened in Yanjing a few days ago.

However, whether it is the Shang family or the Guwuluo family, these things have nothing to do with Wu Shilan's circle, and she has only heard about them before.

But hearing Lin Yi mention these two surnames again at this moment made her heart tighten slightly.

"You still know these things?"

When Shang Qingluan saw the young man in front of him approaching him, he raised his brows and his face darkened: "It seems like you may have something to do with what happened before?"

"That's just right. Now just follow me obediently. I will make you suffer less."

He smiled with contempt on his face.

"So, is your surname Shang or Luo?"

Lin Yi shook his head slightly: "You didn't answer my words, which is not good."

"Those who disobey will be beaten."

There were many people watching.

Shang Qingluan had a strong aura that told no one to enter, and no one around him dared to approach.

Lin Yi's voice was not loud, but it was so loud that it made people look at her.

Mostly with a bit of surprise and admiration.

I admire Lin Yi in front of me for having the guts to talk to Shang Qingluan over there like this.

Comparing the two figures, anyone who is not a fool can tell who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Being beaten?"

Shang Qingluan sneered and stared at Lin Yi with contempt: "Do you really think I don't know what you think?"

"This is the main street of Yanjing. In this crowded place, if I make a move, it will naturally cause unnecessary trouble."

"Isn't this the result you want?"

"Your solitary bravery without any support of any strength, in my eyes, is just a joke that can be easily crushed!"

Shang Qingluan was waiting to speak.

Lin Yi had already walked up to him.

Raise your hand.

a slap.

Shang Qingluan's unspeakable words were stuck in his throat.

One side of his face was numb, red and swollen, his eyes were wide open, and three bloody teeth popped out of his mouth.

"you wanna die!"

Shang Qingluan's face suddenly turned cold, and at the same time, it was his heart that felt cold.

With his cultivation in the Zhixuan realm, when the kid in front of him raised his hand to slap him, he didn't even have the slightest chance to react!

Refers to the mysterious realm.

Jin Qi often travels freely on the body.

The blessing of strength can be said to be an extra layer of armor on the body.

But the force contained in that slap was so fierce that it directly shattered his strength and broke his teeth!

Shang Qingluan shouted loudly as if facing a formidable enemy, grabbed a parked car beside him with one hand, lifted the entire car up with one hand, and swung the car towards Lin Yi who was in front of him.

The crowd watching around was in an uproar.

Someone screamed.

Someone exclaimed in excitement.

How much strength does it take to lift a car with one hand?

At the same time as the car hit Lin Yi, there was also the fierce energy on the car that was blessed by Shang Qingluan.

The steel frame of the car was quickly twisted and deformed by the force.

Shang Qingluan didn't hesitate at all and used his other hand to slash at Lin Yi's neck.

In the commercial street, the wind passing through the hall was completely cut by Shang Qingluan, turning into a chaotic roaring turbulence, filled with fierce and overbearing arrogance of beasts. The ground collapsed and gravel flew.

The car drove down towards Lin Yi.

Everyone's hearts were tense.

Wu Shilan's face turned pale, and Jing Tu trembled all over.

When everyone thought that the boy in front of them would be completely smashed by the car and crawl to the ground, turning into a puddle of minced meat.

The next moment, in everyone's eyes, they saw the five fingers merging into a knife deep in the young man's right hand.

He took action gently and slowly, moved forward, and faced the fierce car in front of him with the knife in one hand.

Cut out.

Do you want to split the car open with your hands?

When others saw this scene, they just thought it was ridiculous and ridiculous.

Just the next moment.

Everyone didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The seemingly thin hand knife cuts across the car body wherever the blade passes, and the cut surface is smooth.

The huge car was easily cut in half in front of the knife.

The broken car body was heavy, and the completely damaged and deformed engine could be seen, and the metal parts made clanging sounds.

This seemingly ordinary hand knife continued forward.

Split the car body.

Never stopped.

Shang Qingluan saw the dull-looking young man in front of him.

The hairs all over his body exploded, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Without any hesitation this time, Shang Qingluan kicked the ground with one foot, roared angrily, clasped his other hands together, and gathered a majestic energy to meet the hand knife coming towards him.

Just buy a breath of time.

When his footsteps hit the ground and he stood up, he turned around and had a chance to escape.

However, the seemingly smooth hand knife came faster than he imagined.
To be continued...