Sheng Lun hugged Sheng Yu and quickly said, "Senior brother, junior brother understands."
Sheng Yu looked incredulous. How could this be?
Not long ago, Uncle Fu Shu asked her with a smile if she had a favorite man, and if so, he would help her win him over.
As he spoke, his eyes turned up, his face softened, and he exuded a refined and approachable air, making her heart race.
But now, just because of one sentence she uttered, he wants to kill her!
Sheng Yu lowered her head, her face filled with hatred.
It's all the fault of Old Ancestor Leng Xian!
It's all her fault!
What kind of powerful cultivator is she! She's clearly just a shameless vixen!
If it weren't for her, how could she have ended up in this situation?!
Hua Rong raised his hand and severed yet another thread of cause and effect.
How boring.
A soul from another world?
"Ancestor..."
Duan Long, sitting opposite Hua Rong, seemed somewhat reserved.
His cultivation level is still low; he has only just reached the Foundation Establishment stage.
In the eyes of his peers, he was naturally a person of outstanding talent.
But in front of Hua Rong, he was nothing more than an ant that Hua Rong could crush with one hand.
Duan Long dared not look directly at the white mist enveloping Hua Rong, only glancing at it intermittently. Even so, tears streamed down his face in no time, yet he showed no signs of distress.
Do you know why I brought you here?
Duan Long's eyes flickered slightly. The voice was so close to him, and its ethereal and melodious quality almost made him succumb to its charm.
Duan Long bit his tongue to barely regain his senses, and when he looked at Hua Rong again, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
It was just an ordinary voice that almost made him lose himself.
As expected of the strongest person in the world!
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