"Is it you?" Master Rong Yun's voice was calm, as if there were no waves or waves, without a trace of fireworks.
His finger pointed at Dongfang Xuan.
Although his fingers did not contain any lethality or attack power, Dongfang Xuan felt as if his heart had been struck by a sword at this moment, suffocating him.
Even though he was already a saint, why was he still so afraid of Master Rong Yun? Dongfang Xuan secretly scolded himself for not living up to expectations. At the same time, he mustered up the courage to suddenly raise his head and look at Rong Yun.
However, Rong Yun's eyes were so bright, as bright as the endless sun converging together, that it almost made Dongfang Xuan burst into tears.
Dongfang Xuan didn't dare to answer.
Master Rong Yun's eyes slowly turned to Li Yaoyuan.
Meeting Rong Yun's gaze, Li Yaoyuan's heart kept trembling, and he even felt embarrassed that he didn't know where to move his hands and feet.
Li Yaoyuan cursed himself in his heart for not living up to expectations. Although he was in awe when facing the old man, he was not as panicked as he was now.
In fact, how did Li Yaoyuan know?
Su Luo is not only Nangong Liuyun's reverse scale, but also his Rong Yun's reverse scale.
Rong Yun lives alone in this world, but the only person he cares about is Su Luo. Most of the worldly masters like this who are aloof from others are protective and paranoid.
Even he couldn't bear to use a single finger of strength, but these tiny ants beat his girl and even made her bleed!
This made Rong Yun, who had always been as calm as a god, angry!
Therefore, the air is filled with the pressure of the powerful monarch, and most of this pressure is concentrated on Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan, so the two of them are so scared.
"Do it yourself, or should I do it?" Rong Yun's words were as light as the breeze, and his eyes were as calm as ancient wells, but to everyone's ears, they sounded like a call from hell.
His sudden words were very out-of-the-blue, but miraculously, everyone understood them.
He was asking whether Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan would choose to commit suicide or be killed.
Dongfang Xuan and Li Yaoyuan looked at each other.
Especially Dongfang Xuan, the feeling is even deeper.
Because not long ago, he arrogantly told Beichen Ying and others to choose a way to die, but now, treating others in their own way, this retribution comes so quickly.
Su Luo wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at Dongfang Xuan with a smile, laughing very happily.
Naturally, she was gloating over the misfortune.
Although her strength is not as good as Dongfang Xuan's, it doesn't matter. We have a master who is super awesome and protects others, so what are we afraid of?
Li Yaoyuan was frightened in his heart and the muscles on his face were trembling, but he still mustered up the courage and carefully bowed to Master Rong Yun and saluted: "Senior, this is a private favor for the juniors. You are aloof from others, so why bother with such a trivial matter?"
The implication is that this is a matter between juniors, and if Master Rong Yun cherishes feathers, he should not interfere.
This is like children fighting and adults insisting on rushing out to take revenge. This is easy to say and not easy to hear.
Dongfang Xuan also bent down and said respectfully: "Master Rong Yun is competing in martial arts. I believe my master will be happy to accompany you. What do you think?"
Dongfang Xuan forcefully redirected Rong Yun's thoughts to the martial arts competition.
At this time, the battle between Mr. Li and Nangong Liuyun was also forced to end, but the old Mr. Li did not dare to show his anger.
He and Rong Yun are the same generation. It would be bad if he hooked his fingers and wanted to compete with him...