"Do you know that the battle between you and Senior Brother Rong Jing at the conference is a classic in the hearts of many people? And then, after Second Master returned home alone and said you were missing, Senior Brother..."
Rong Jing?! What did he say?
"You've said enough." Luo Wen's face suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed the leading disciple's throat, blocking all his words.
"No! Luo Wen." Su Yin immediately stepped forward and saw the leading disciple's mouth bleeding. Su Yin's heart became anxious again and he asked, "Rong Jing, what happened to Rong Jing?"
"Senior brother, he, senior brother..." The leading disciple struggled hard as Luo Wen strangled him by the neck, but he was unable to make a sound.
"Luo Wen, don't, Luo Wen." Su Yin hugged Luo Wen's arm to stop him from taking the next action, "Luo Wen, don't kill him, don't!"
"You want him to live?" Luo Wen tilted his head slightly, relaxed his grip, and asked Su Yin.
"I..." Su Yin said weakly, lowering her head under Luo Wen's gaze, "Although he attacked us, he didn't really hurt us, did he? So... I beg you, please, spare him."
"Heh." Luo Wen snorted coldly, but then slightly increased his strength, "If I don't agree, what can you do?"
"I, I..." Su Yin was speechless. He looked at his junior brother who was on the verge of death, then looked at Luo Wen, and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Luo Wen was truly furious. Ever since they'd been together, he'd never spoken to her so coldly. But given the current situation, she had to care for Luo Wen, but she couldn't bear to watch her fellow Saint Han disciples being killed one by one by Luo Wen. What was she supposed to do?
Wrong, wrong, wrong, all wrong!
"Luo Wen, I beg you, don't kill him. I really beg you." Su Yin held Luo Wen's arm again with trembling hands. He had no choice but to plead again helplessly.
Luo Wen turned his head coldly and looked at Su Yin, who was staggering and almost unable to hold on. He couldn't help but relax his strength again, but this person could not be kept.
Luo Wen, who had just relaxed his strength, suddenly had a cold light in his eyes again. Killing him was not only to give her the identity of a demon and let everyone present see that she would be the real mistress of the Luo family in the future, but also to make her completely give up on Sheng Han. All that happened to Sheng Han was in the past, and the present was the one who truly belonged to him. He wanted to cut off her past one by one, leaving nothing behind. She was his, so if he hated her, he would hate her more!
There was a subtle increase in strength in his hands. Today, he wanted him to die.
"No! Luo Wen." Seeing that Luo Wen didn't take her plea to heart at all, and looking at her junior brother who was already on the verge of death, Su Yin couldn't help but cry out loudly.
whoosh-----
A stone suddenly hit Luo Wen's hand squarely. Feeling the pain, Luo Wen couldn't help but loosen his grip. The Saint Han disciple collapsed to the ground and passed out. Luo Wen's eyes turned cold as he looked around and asked, "Who?"
"Hahaha." A cheerful voice came, and I heard the voice before I saw the person. "Brother Luo Wen, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your temper seems to have worsened a lot."
Hearing the voice, Luo Wen's cold pupils shrank sharply. Was it him? Why was he here?
Dressed in pale yellow, with sly eyebrows and bright eyes like stars, his handsome features were exposed, and his peach blossom eyes held a hint of a smile. His frivolous charm was dazzling, his face like the bright moon, and his hair fluttered, swirling and flying behind him, slowly approaching through the vast icy cold.
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