Chapter 2191 Losing his wife and losing his troops (3)
Chapter 2191 Losing his wife and losing his troops (3)
The game was played in full view of the public, and it was reasonable for Yun Luo to eradicate his opponent.
Even if Yi Shuiyue feels so aggrieved that she might vomit blood, she can't blame her even one bit.
Thinking of this, Yi Shuiyue suddenly felt even more aggrieved.
Venerable Yu was still beside him, making a fussy look: "As expected of Xianle Palace, it is rich and powerful. The eighth-level Gu slaves will be wasted if they say it's a waste. Unlike our other two sects, even a seventh-level Gu slave will be treated as a treasure.
Similar."
Venerable Qiulan frowned slightly.
Yi Shuiyue couldn't bear it anymore: "Master Yu, what do you mean by saying that?"
"I'm just sighing, it doesn't mean anything." Master Yu said with a smile, but his words seemed to have thorns.
"What kind of sigh are you talking about? You are clearly mocking my Xianle Palace!" Yi Shuiyue said angrily in a low voice.
"In the majestic Xianle Palace, I don't dare to ridicule. The most I can do is lament that the young palace master lost his wife and lost his troops. Instead of eradicating his love rival, he lost a precious high-level Gu slave."
Lord Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "If we are in Chongyun Sect, which unfilial son would do such a stupid thing for his own selfish reasons! I will have to break her legs!"
I don’t know whether it’s because Master Yu’s tone is too cold or because Yi Shuiyue has a guilty conscience.
After hearing his last words, Yi Shuiyue suddenly felt a chill on her back and an inexplicable feeling of panic.
If...if Master knows about this...
That might be more than just breaking a leg!
No, she can't bear the blame!
Yi Shuiyue's heart froze, and she forced herself to calm down, saying in an indifferent tone: "I'm afraid Master Yu may have misunderstood, what selfish motives can I have? It's just seeing this bitch... Yun Luo is too strong, if he gets in
In the secret realm, I am afraid that it will be detrimental to the disciples of the sect, so I just want to eliminate her."
"Oh?"
Venerable Yu raised his eyebrows high, with a very playful look on his face, "You mean, you are all thinking about the sect. Isn't it because Yun Luo stole your sweetheart, and you are so jealous that you want her to die?" p>
The veins on Yi Shuiyue's forehead twitched, and she gritted her teeth: "Of course not!"
Lord Yu smiled playfully, "Okay, anyway, it is the internal wear and tear of your Xianle Palace, and it has nothing to do with me, so whatever you say is what it is."
Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you asking? You’re talking too much!
Yi Shuiyue cursed angrily in her heart, but couldn't say anything.
At this time, Venerable Qiulan frowned and said: "The competition is over, what is she still doing?"
Yi Shuiyue and Master Yu immediately looked down.
At this moment, Yun Luo was standing in front of the body of the man in black robe, ignoring the cheers of others.
She squatted down, reached out and pulled the iron mask on the head of the black-robed man, as if she wanted to take off the mask.
But it can't be moved.
This hard, cold and rough mask seemed to be firmly welded to the head of the man in black robe, covering up his face during life and unable to be removed until death.
Yun Luo gave up after trying it for a while. She took out the dagger, pointed it at the hole between the eyebrows of the iron mask, and slashed downwards.
Only a harsh sound of "Chi——" was heard.
The dagger, which was as sharp as iron as mud, easily cut a slit, and the iron mask instantly split into two halves, but it did not slip off the face of the man in black robe, and it still stuck tightly.
Yun Luo took a closer look and couldn't help but frown slightly, a hint of unbearable flashing in his eyes.
She originally thought that the mask was placed on the head of the man in black robe.
Everyone is dead, so they should show their true colors. There is no need to go to hell wearing such an ugly and cold thing.