was completely ignored by Yan Zhimo, how could Yan Yuxuan, who had always been arrogant, endure it?

However, he disdains to do it...... Of course, just in case, he raised his chin at the people around him and signaled, "Go!" Give him a lesson and let him know who the master is! ”

The young man who was named by Yan Yuxuan glanced at Yan Zhimo, and his expression was a little hesitant, after all, Yan Zhimo won the first place in the Dao Conference, and he was still a little afraid of Yan Zhimo's methods.

Another person next to him saw him hesitating, so he whispered, "What are you afraid of?" He's seriously injured now, he's about to be a waste, he's not your opponent, what are you afraid of? ”

"yes, yes, I'm optimistic about you." Another chimed in.

You're not afraid, why don't you go up? As if you're all sure, it's still a shrunken turtle!

The young man glanced at them with a stiff face, and he was sneering in his heart, but against Yan Xuan's cold gaze, he still felt a little pressure, but not everyone was as perverted and afraid of anything as Yan Zhimo!

In the end, he couldn't stop comforting himself in his heart: the one on the other side was already seriously injured and couldn't fight back, so he stood up with a heroic look.

Seeing that the opposite side was finally willing to do it after grinding and chirping for a long time, Yan Zhimo's eyes lit up, and his eyes were tightly pressed against the unlucky ghost who stood up, and his eyes were cold.

So, the young man who was about to say a cruel word and increase his momentum inadvertently met his eyes, as if his neck was choked, and he couldn't say a word...... The sense of oppression in that look was dozens of times stronger than Yan Xuanxuan!

Where is this like a helpless injury?

Is it too late for him to regret it now?

"Huh? It's so lively here. ”

In this tense and imminent tense atmosphere, the young man was about to make a move when a voice suddenly interjected.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, and saw a young man walking in from outside the door, his posture was relaxed and casual, his ink-colored robe rose with the breeze blowing between the walks, and the lotus flower outlined by the silver thread seemed to be alive, revealing a strange feeling.

What's more important is his temperament and momentum - when he is a humble gentleman, he is peerless!

Everyone was stunned, and Yan Yuqi's face froze even more.

The temperament of the two is somewhat similar, but they are completely different, if you have to say that he is the spring breeze in March, that person is like the bright moon in the sky, more dazzling, more eye-catching!

He probably understood Yan Xuanxuan's mood a little...... Whoever is stunned when he meets another person who walks in the same direction as himself, but is stronger than himself everywhere, I am afraid that the mood is not very good!

"What are you going to do, I wonder if you have the honor to see and see?" The young man's handsome face had a loose smile, and he looked very gentle and kind, with a sense of relaxation that people couldn't guard against.

His eyes turned around on everyone, and fell on Yan Zhimo, and he saw Yan Zhimo nodding slightly at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

A smile flashed in the young man's eyes, and he withdrew his gaze casually, and no one noticed the small interaction between the two except for the little book in Zhimo's arms.

Xiaoshu knew this person, and so did Zhimo, and the two couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that it was him.

How is he?

How did he get here?

Moreover, they should not have any friendship, and maybe there is a little estrangement, what is he going to do?

"I don't know." Facing Xiaoshu's puzzled gaze, Zhimo replied helplessly, while smoothing her hair.