At this discovery, Jian Sihan's face changed suddenly, blue and white for a while, but he didn't dare to act rashly against Emperor Ming, because he was not an opponent at all!

The fist on the side of Jian Sihan clenched violently, making a crisp bone collision sound, bursting out of his body with a strong yin and cold air, and his black eyes flashed with a vicious light, staring at the distant back.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed beside him, and Jian Sihan found that Murong Zhiruo was in a hurry to follow, and a pair of eyes were about to stick to others.

Anger flashed in the cold eyes of the Detention Priest, grabbed her arm vigorously, and roared: "You still have to follow?!" Do you like to post upside down so much?!Isn't the face of the Infinite Sect lost enough? ”

Upside down?

Lose face?

Murong Zhiruo's eyes widened, and he became angry in an instant, and shook off his hand suddenly, sprinkling all his emotions on him, his face hideous and hysterical, "Who is to blame for the loss of the face of the Infinite Sect?" It's not that you're weak and incompetent! My father asked you to come out to protect me, and you, you can't even touch the sleeves of other people's clothes, like a waste, what do you want? ”

"It's a shame that you're still the second senior brother in the Infinite Sect, if it weren't for the senior brother's retreat and cultivation, what would be the matter with you here? Not to mention the second senior brother, even the third senior brother you can't compare, such a big sect, how many people are completely above you in strength? Return the judge of Youluo, and disgrace the Infinite Sect! I really don't understand why my father holds you so high? It's really unworthy! Rubbish!"

Murong Zhiruo's words were very harsh, her beautiful face was distorted for a while, and her hideous eyes were full of disgust, contempt and resentment, just like a femme fatale, completely devoid of the sweetness and heroism of her usual days.

For her, because Jian Sihan was originally her attendant at the beginning, she didn't fight back when she was beaten and scolded, and she was accepted as a closed disciple by her father somehow, ranking second in front of the whole sect.

But no matter how glamorous her appearance is, Jian Sihan still stays by her side, the so-called never abandoned, more loyal than a dog.

Thinking of being swept away by Emperor Mingjue's disgusted glance just now, Murong Zhi couldn't help but feel a monstrous grievance and anger, staring at Jian Sihan's face and wanting to vent all her anger, she kicked him hard, "Useless thing!" Get out!"

Jian Sihan stumbled, and was suddenly scolded so bloody, his enthusiasm was like being drenched in cold and biting cold water, and his face was so shocked that he looked at her in disbelief.

"Huh!" A deep self-deprecation swelled up in Jian Sihan's dark eyes, and those eyes that had been despised by his peers for many years, disdainful, ridiculed and disdainful, were dug out little by little, and placed in front of him bloodily.

The fist on the side of Jian Sihan clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped up violently, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath fiercely, before he desperately suppressed the majestic tumbling magma emotion in his heart.

He slowly opened his eyes, as if the scene had never appeared, the corners of his lips rose, and his handsome face slowly revealed a warm smile, and the whole person looked like a childe like jade.

Murong Zhiruo, who had already walked a long way, saw Jian Sihan following up again, and a trace of contempt and contempt flashed in her eyes.

Look, no matter how ugly she scolds, no matter how excessive she does, this person still follows like a dog, what a!

Hum!

Murong Zhiruo snorted coldly, and her delicate face suddenly revealed a touch of arrogance, as if her vanity had been greatly satisfied.

However, at this time, she didn't see that Jian Sihan's black eyes like beasts were staring at her deeply, and a trace of dark and cold light was fleeting.