"Jun Lin! Stop! Didn't you hear Chuo'er greeting you? How could you turn a blind eye like this?" The man's arrogance blinded Qiu Shuimo, making him feel a deep resentment from the bottom of his heart.
Why is it that his kindness to his junior sister and his love and care for her are always looked down upon by his junior sister, but when it comes to that cold man, he is always careful with him and still can't get enough of him.
Qiu Shuimo clenched his fists, but when he saw that after he finished saying these words, the other party did not stop for a moment, and did not even cast a glance at them, he felt even more angry.
Why does this guy have so little regard for others?
"Jun's arrival!!" Qiu Shuimo roared.
Jun Lin's brows furrowed, and his eyes suddenly dropped. Just for a moment, he saw Qiu Shuimo's face turned pale with fright. The figure quickly flew sideways, changing its position in four or five directions continuously. After each time the figure left, it originally landed in the same direction.
The land was quickly roasted into ashes by a bloody flame.
Everyone's expressions changed greatly when they saw this incident. They had never seen how or when Jun Lin took action.
Qiu Shuimo was horrified, but when he ran away, a trace of blood flame ignited from the corner of his robe. The terrible burning sensation almost made him feel the skin on his waist that had been burned through the burning robe at the first time.
Burnt.
Qiu Shuimo immediately threw away the robe that was ignited by the blood flames. In the blink of an eye, he saw the robe melting and annihilating under the heat of the flames. He couldn't help but shuddered. He thought to himself that if it were a step later, maybe this would happen.
The flames will burn directly on his skin.
At that time, it will end up in ashes and annihilation.
In an instant, the man's robe flew off Xunxun, and his wild and demonic figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Shuimo. The two were no more than a foot apart, holding each other's throat with one hand, and his eyes as bright as red emeralds, filled with killing coldness.
I mean, staring calmly.
Everyone present, just like Qiu Shuimo who was strangled by the throat, shuddered together, stopped their flags and drums, restrained their voices, and stared with bated breath. They felt that the man in front of them was the best in the world in terms of power and pressure. That kind of thing.
The innate power that dominates the world, and the arrogant and informal demeanor are infiltrated from the depths of his bones, making it so dazzling that people can hardly take their eyes away.
This is a master who is brave and arrogant, with the majesty, domineering, cold and arrogance of a superior person all over his body. The two auras are definitely not on the same level. Qiu Shuimo and his eyes are matched, and there is no need for one.
He was defeated in seconds.
Although I was shocked and angry at this time, I couldn't express a single word.
"Tsk." A chuckle suddenly appeared in such a strange and quiet atmosphere, and fell into everyone's ears. They all felt it was refreshing, cool, and pleasant to the ears.
"Oh, some people can't always see the facts in front of them." Nitian Xiaoguliang smiled and put his hands behind his hands, and jumped a step, "If you want to be a flower protector, you have to show your strength. If you don't have this ability, you have to do it.
To act like that is to overestimate one's capabilities and bring disgrace upon oneself! To put it simply, it can also be called an idiot!"
Qiu Shuimo glared angrily, but couldn't make a sound. He hated Xiao Guliang's unforgiving tongue in his heart.
"Let go." The old man jumped out and grabbed Jun Lin's wrist with his fingers like the wind.
Jun Lin only moved a step and easily defused his attack. When he looked up, his eyes turned cold.
The old man had dark circles under his eyes and a thin cheek, as if he had not slept well for many years. His rough drinking sound was like sandpaper rubbing against the ground, which was very harsh and unpleasant.
"Well, Junlin, what do you want?"
"bother."
As if he never thought that Jun Lin would give such a word as an answer, the old man's eyelids twitched, his wrinkled old face drooped, and he laughed a few times, "The future is unclear at this time, you just let it go, I will discipline all the disciples of the Zhong family."
, I won’t bother you anymore.”
Ni Tian rolled his eyes with disdain, glanced at everyone in the Zhong family, and suddenly asked, "Where is Teng Luo...?"
All the Zhong family disciples looked at each other, but no one spoke.
"Miss Qin, Junior Sister Tengluo is in the second team and is not with us." The man who spoke was wearing a long brocade gown and a sword with tulip tassels hanging from his waist. His face was gentle and polite, his demeanor was gentle, and he spoke to others.
They are all very harmonious.
Ni Tian glanced at him, curled his lips and said coldly, "Where is the liar? I ask again, where is Tengluo?"
"Tengluo is a disciple of my Zhong family, so there is no need for Miss Qin to worry too much." The speaker stood beside the man in a brocade robe, wearing a black shirt and standing with his chest folded, a pair of thick eyebrows raised rebelliously, and his eyes filled with laughter.
He was sarcastic and his attitude was very arrogant, as if he didn't take the rebellion seriously at all.
Ni Tian frowned, and before he could speak, he saw that the man who had spoken arrogantly had been hit by a cyclone in the chest. The hands holding his chest had completely dropped down, and the whole person was flying backwards.
The old man yelled, stepped forward and pulled his body back. When he lowered his head, he saw that the man spat out blood and his face was filled with twisted resentment.
"Jun Lin, are you determined to be the enemy of my Zhong family?" the old man Dongfang Bo said angrily.
"He spoke rudely to my Tian'er." Jun Lin said coldly.
Dongfang Bo's eyelids drooped, and the muscles on his old face couldn't help but tremble a few times again. He suppressed the anger boiling in his heart and said, "Don't forget, you are also from the Zhong family in my Netherworld Ghost Realm, and have been carefully taught by the family master for many years. And the mistress is also here for you.
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"The past is like passing clouds, and yesterday's events are like yesterday's death. What's more, the debt that should be repaid has been paid. I told you earlier that I will have nothing to do with your Zhong family anymore." Jun Lin's voice was cold, and he slapped Qiu Shuimo away with one palm.
, do not show mercy at all.
But Qiu Shuimo flew out, hit the dry lake shore hard, and then rolled to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"That's long-winded." Jun Lin said coldly, his eyes scanning Qiu Shuimo lying on the ground with disdain, "You can't recognize people well 1
Qiu Shuimo had already been photographed by him so much that his internal organs were shifting, but when he heard these few words of comment again, he rolled his eyes and was about to faint.
At this time, I heard Jun Lin say coldly, "With such a stupid brain, it's no wonder that someone is playing with him while being applauded. If you beat him, I wonder if he will be infected with the disease of stupidity."
"Pfft..." Qiu Shuimo rolled his eyes and fainted without lifting his breath.
"Second senior brother, second senior brother." Fairy Yuchuo knelt down, gently pushed Qiu Shuimo, raised her slender chin, turned to look at Junlin, bit her thin lips, filled with grievances.
Ni Tian couldn't help but want to laugh, so he ran to the man's side, hugged his arm, and looked up at him with his eyes widened in laughter.
Her King's Landing was so much fun, and even after beating someone upright, she still felt disgusted.