Just a simple finger.

But it was enough to give goosebumps to everyone who knew the girl.

The man's thin hands were like a mountain, and his fingertips contained the power that made even high-level cultivators feel cold.

The more sensitive you are to the true element, the more you feel threatened, the more you are afraid, and the more you will ...... Stress response.

At the moment when Gu Shi stretched out his hand.

Song Huaizhu's pupils shrank, and in the face of that unknown mountain, he almost instinctively stretched out his hand.

"You're going to ......"

What are you going to do with her?

Normal unenlightened realms should be directly retreating when encountering this situation.

Of course, this is especially true of the Ascending Realm.

However, Hong Shan found that Duan Lizheng beside him actually took a step, and he looked at his friend who was holding the hilt of the sword and wanted to rush forward.

This man...... You don't want to challenge the Grand Master, do you?

He pressed the shoulders of his impulsive friend as he looked at the stalemate of the three on the platform.

There was also one who ascended to the Extreme Realm.

The ascension of the person concerned.

However, just when Song Huaizhu impulsively blurted out a question, he was stunned to find that the person who was pointed at by the great grandmaster was ...... But there was no response.

Zhu Luan stood motionless, looking at the finger that was close enough to determine her life and death in an instant, but the girl only blinked her eyes in surprise.

She seemed to be trying to say something, but before she could say anything, he was caught up in the air.

Compared to Gu Shi's actions, she seemed to be more surprised by her actions......

Through Gu Shi's fingers, Zhu Luan looked at the man who was a little nervous, although she didn't know why he was so nervous.

Maybe she was afraid that Gu Shi would kill her?

He was indeed concerned about her life all along......

Although the reason was unknown, Zhu Luan still smiled at him, "It's okay......"

However, her words were unceremoniously interrupted by another cold and hard voice.

"Why are you still here?"

Song Huaizhu was stunned.

This sentence was clearly addressed to him.

And hearing this, Song Huaizhu felt that he wanted to retract the great grandmaster's previous evaluation of that girl's bad attitude.

Because, compared to when talking to Zhu Luan, the tone of what this great grandmaster and the others said was ten times colder.

It is as if the thousand-year-old ice rubbed against the hard rock of the seabed is dry and cold.

Compared with the voice, the questioning meaning in the words of the great master was more cold and hard.

The people who were still talking about it were stunned when they heard it.

Why are you still here, that pretty much means......

"If you lose, go down." Gu Shi continued coldly.

Yes, that's what it means......

What?

The people looked dumbfounded, and their eyes glanced indifferently at the great grandmaster of the sixteenth generation of Zen who spoke again.

The Xuezhai monk under the high platform also widened his eyes in astonishment.

On the observation deck, the Xiliang Sword Saint squinted his eyes thoughtfully, Du Haoqian stiffened on the chair, and only Duan Haochu beside him had an unfathomable expression.

Duan Lizheng was also a little stunned.

Putting aside the great grandmaster's unresponsive recognition of his daughter, if he was just an ordinary opponent on the high platform, it was normal for this great grandmaster to be angry in the face of the man who was tense with his "daughter" at the last moment.

But by this time the man's identity had been revealed.

On the high platform is not an ordinary Da Zhou Juzi, but a Zen son of Fanyin Temple who sits on an equal footing with the master of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion.

He will no longer treat people unscrupulously, this great grandmaster's attitude at this time is a little unreasonable......

Even Zhu Luan couldn't hide his surprise.

But at this time, what was on her mind was ......

Could it be that the ancient stone and the sea have fallen out over the years?

Although Gu Shi was indeed not good at words, she knew very well that in the conversation just now, she could clearly feel that his attitude towards Song Huaizhu was wrong.

However, looking at Song Huaizhu's age, it was impossible for her to make a feud with Gu Shi, so she naturally thought of the grievances of the previous generation.

After all, the relationship between the ancient stone and the view of the sea ...... It wasn't good.

Only the mother believed in the false harmony of the two men in front of her.

Only when there is harmony between rivals can there be ghosts.

But Gu Shi was not a casual person in her mind......

"You're right, senior, it's the juniors who lost." It was Song Huaizhu's voice that ended this stalemate.

Song Huaizhu opened his mouth and said.

Although this great master's statement was direct, it was indeed what he thought in his heart, and he had no guilt.

If you lose, you lose, but he doesn't rely on this stage because he wins or loses.

"But the junior just wants to ask you what you want to ...... her"

The next moment, Song Huaizhu's words were interrupted again before he could speak.

The interruption time was obviously more crisp and neat than when the man interrupted Zhu Luan's words...... Ruthless......

Don't talk about love, the next words made everyone's eyes widen.

"You've drained my daughter's mind too much."

The Grand Master's words were concise and to the point, and his tone was cold.

"Go down."

There are even profound warnings and genuine real yuan coercion in it.

In an instant, the golden needles on Song Huaizhu's back bubbled out again, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

Even in the audience, Duan Lizheng felt the chill released from the whole body of the great grandmaster who said this sentence in an instant.

If the one on the high platform was not a sixteenth-generation Zen son but an ordinary cultivator, he would probably be paralyzed at this moment......

And this sentence......

The connotation of this sentence is also too rich.

Duan Lizheng was stunned, and looked at the man on the high platform with a complicated expression.

Song Huai's bamboo feet were still rooted on the stage as if they were rooted, but he was also stunned at this time.

The onlookers were stunned and whispered.

The hostility in this sentence is too obvious, and Lord Furushi's words are really too polite, but looking at it this way......

"Is it really the daughter of the countryman?"

"What does it mean to be mentally depleted? Didn't Miss Zhu Jiu even get hurt? ”

"That's too much to say about Zenko-sama......"

People talked, unevenly, but the next moment.

"I'm sorry."

Zenko-sama actually admitted it?!

In the next moment, Song Huaizhu put the knife into the sheath, clenched his fists at his side, and bowed his head.

He finally knew what the Great Grandmaster was going to do, but at the same time, his feelings were extremely complicated.

Her mind was indeed greatly damaged, and this loss, for whatever reason, in the final analysis, was caused by him.

What are these two people doing?

Zhu Luan was a little speechless about the confrontation between these two men, she looked at the dark eyes of the ancient stone in front of her, smiled and spoke.

"It's none of his business."

It's just a battle, and it's impossible for the great master in front of her not to understand as a top-level cultivator.

However, Gu Shi's attitude was unusually tough.

"Don't speak."

The next moment, the power infused by his fingertips penetrated through his bones.

"You ......" Zhu Luan's eyes widened.

"You know how much you consume in your heart," Gu Shi took a deep breath, and there was a hint of shaking in his voice that ordinary people could not detect.

"Don't resist, even if it's for your mother."

This is a plea that is hidden in cold hardness.

Only a few people can hear it.

Zhu Luan was stunned for a moment, and then she closed her eyes gently.

The true essence of the great grandmaster penetrated through the bones, and the girl's body slid down softly.

Song Huaizhu's footsteps stepped forward, but the next moment stopped in place.

The big black and thin grandmaster reached out and caught the young girl.

He put one of her hands around his neck, one on her back, and one around the crook of her leg.

Just like fragile goods.

On a high platform.

The man gently lifted the girl up horizontally.