Ling Yun's face changed, she gritted her teeth and glared at Ling Wu, but she couldn't say a word
Unlike Ling Yun, Ling Wu smiled slightly, lowered her head and pointed a bud that was about to bloom: "If I was not mistaken, this flower should be able to bloom at this time of the day after tomorrow."
"Why do you do that?"
Ling Yun's anger finally burst out, staring at Ling Wu and lowered her head. The hatred in her eyes made anyone see it without any doubt that as long as it is possible, her palm will hit her.
On the top of Lingwu's head
Ling Wu seemed to have no sense of the murderous aura on Ling Yun at all, and directly focused on the camellia and said lightly: "What's wrong?"
"What's the matter?"
Ling Wu's understatement of questions almost made Ling Yun, who was already angry, crazy, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even more serious: "Do you know, many of the people in the hall today were cultivated by me with great effort.
, Those who will serve us in the future.”
"oh?"
Ling Wu raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows and chuckled: "But don't forget, you asked me to help you in the hall and killed those who were unwilling to obey."
"But I didn't ask you to kill my people together. I specially called them over and discuss major issues together. Who knows you..."
Ling Yun screamed angrily, his palm clenched into fists: "Do you know, there are more people in me than you want to kill?"
"So what?"
Lingwu sneered: "I don't know who is yours and who is not yours. Do you want me to ask them one by one before killing someone?"
Seeing Ling Yun open his mouth in a frustration, Ling Wu raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "If you are not satisfied, you can not ask me for help next time."