He narrowed his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his golden-red eyes. His aura burst out from his body. The master of the Buluo Mountain was shocked by the breath of danger warning, and his soul search was interrupted.
And because soul-searching was somewhat similar to a forbidden technique, the master of the Buluo Mountain could not help but freeze when it was interrupted. He groaned, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and with horror in his eyes, he suddenly stepped back.
However, Chu Ci is the descendant of an elder, and an elder who has made great contributions to the sect. He cannot just use such a move casually. The sect leader knows what the people in Bu Luoshan think of Chu Ci. He frowned slightly and really didn't know how to reconcile this contradiction.
But the current situation still needs to be stopped.
The Sect Leader thought so and raised his hand to gather his spiritual energy, but before he could stop the Peak Master of the Unfallen Mountain, a burst of pressure suddenly erupted from the surroundings from high-level cultivators. The threat and warning made everyone tremble.
The Sect Leader suddenly withdrew his hand to prevent himself from being hurt by the pressure. He looked at the little furry ball in Chu Ci's arms with a hint of confusion and shock in his eyes.
That look...why does it feel like the prototype of Venerable Wen Jing, Huo Chi?
After all, he had never seen the original body of that person. As for this venerable who had been in Lingyi Sect for who knew how long, and whose gaze could make people breathless, who would dare to ask to see his prototype? Therefore, he only had a vague understanding of him from some ancient books.
I hadn't looked carefully before and thought it was just a small pet that little girls like. But now that I see it, those golden-red eyes are filled with a half-smile and a dangerous aura. Just one glance makes the leader frightened and he immediately withdrew his gaze.
The wind is blowing.
The strong wind blew up the fallen leaves around, and the wind was mixed with spiritual power, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
"You said my porcelain treasure is a monster?"
"Want to bully my porcelain treasure?"
"Oh, you're all quite brave..."
A low, husky and gorgeous voice sounded, pausing each word and asking elegantly, but it made everyone feel frightened. No matter how pleasant the voice was, it could not conceal the dissatisfaction and threat contained in it.
Like a large dog guarding its food, he held Chu Ci tightly in his arms and was extremely hostile to everyone around him.
The wind died down, and everyone could finally see the scene clearly.
Chu Ci was held in the arms of a man wearing a loose white coat with red stripes. The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his facial features were extremely handsome. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm and a half-smile. His eyes were cold and indifferent, and there was a hint of dangerous light that made people tremble.
His hair was scattered casually behind him, and his pair of golden-red eyes swept across the entire audience nonchalantly, dangerous and cold.
"Huh? Why aren't you talking?"
He chuckled dangerously, holding the little girl with one hand, and lazily lowered his head to look at her, but his eyes were very deep, "Cibao, if you are bullied, tell me. How can I let you be bullied by them?"
There was silence all around, and only Chu Ci tilted her head and thought about it normally, then blinked her eyes, threw herself into Wen Jing's arms, and hugged Wen Jing's waist.
Chu Ci: Well, okay, I feel wronged!
She is extremely spoiled and also extremely soft-hearted.
'Wen Jing's love value +4, currently 70.'
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