Chapter 65: Naked slap in the face

"Let go of my junior brother!" The people in Ziyulou were all furious, they didn't expect that in this small place where birds don't, they would be held hostage, which was unbearable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A man in his thirties stood up, his gloomy eyes were dancing with tyrannical flames, his cold face was about to condense into ice, and several people around him were stimulated by this awe-inspiring momentum, and he shivered coldly, and took two steps back, separating him from him for a distance.

"Let him go? Why?" Zhao Haochen picked up the young man, frowned, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked in the direction of Ziyulou in confusion, and asked.

"Just because he's from the Purple Jade Building!" The gloomy eyes seemed to condense into ice, and the cold and piercing voice echoed in Zhao Haochen's ears, word by word, as if squeezed out of his teeth.

"Ziyulou?!" Zhao Haochen's expression was shocked, his arrogant eyes flashed with a solemn look, the coldness on the purple-robed man's body disappeared slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, obviously he was very satisfied with Zhao Haochen's shock and solemnity, but there was a sneer in his heart.

The people who offended my Ziyu Building, begging for mercy?

Only death can show the majesty of my purple jade tower.

"Now that you know, why don't you let go of my junior brother!" The purple-robed man was obviously very dissatisfied with Zhao Haochen still holding his junior brother's neck in front of the public, lowered his voice, and scolded dissatisfiedly.

"Okay!" Zhao Haochen replied.

The various sects and factions standing around them all shook their heads coldly and snorted disdainfully.

In their opinion, this is a small episode, there is nothing to be afraid of, they didn't take Zhao Haochen in their eyes at all, in their eyes, Zhao Haochen was already a cold corpse, like the wild wolf in the mountains, it was not a pity to die.

The purple-robed man smiled coldly, he was ready to kill Zhao Haochen.

"Boom!" In the sneer laughter of everyone, this low and crisp voice was so harsh, like the magic sound of the heavens and hells, lingering in the ears.

The purple-robed young man who was struggling in Zhao Haochen's hands completely disappeared his breath, his limbs hung down, and he drooped weakly in mid-air, his pitiful eyes were still looking in the direction of Ziyulou, and his frightened expression was still hanging on that unruly face.

At this moment, all the people of the various sects who disdained to look at this side suddenly looked at this side, and Zhao Haochen became a high-profile character, and then, one after another, the playful eyes focused on the people of Ziyulou, and they underestimated the young man in front of them.

Only then did someone notice this cold figure.

Thick eyelashes, shining pupils radiating clear light, towering nose bridge hanging on the delicate face, ruddy lips firmly centered, emaciated figure shrouded in a white fur, handsome appearance clearly presented in front of everyone.

The female disciples of the various sects couldn't take their eyes off in an instant, what women, what female monks were left aside by them, looked at Zhao Haochen's cold and arrogant figure, holding the weapon in his hand, the cold of his body quietly dispersed, and the gentle charm escaped in the cold wind, and the tenderness of the swept away like a wave.

The male disciples beside him all looked at Zhao Haochen coldly, the anger in their eyes was like an erupting volcano that could not be stopped, but they compared themselves fiercely with it in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

"You are Zhao Haochen!" A disciple suddenly spoke, breaking the silence of this moment, the female disciples were like hearing the thunder of the Nine Heavens, and they exploded in their ears, their ears were red, and there was also a blush on their beautiful faces, and they lowered their heads deeply, raised their eyebrows and eyes from time to time, glanced at them secretly, and then quickly lowered them, and their hearts were beating like a small drum.

The purple-robed man's smile condensed on his face, and there was a look of disbelief on his stiff countenance.

Ziyulou, he didn't pay attention to it at all, when his solemn look was just to play with himself, the endless humiliation was like a surging river, washing away his dignity with a bang.

At this moment, he had a feeling that he was trampled under the feet of a nobody, and he was the kind of person who was stepped on willingly.

He put his face on the floor, and did not forget to put the soles of other people's feet on his face, this endless humiliation made him like an angry lion out of the cage, and rushed towards Zhao Haochen furiously.

The surging anger in his eyes was like a long-suppressed volcano suddenly erupting, and the raging flames were like a creeping ancient beast suddenly opened its eyes, and the pungent bloody breath escaped into the air, like a huge Teng vine surrounding Zhao Haochen.

"This Zichen is really angry, this kid ......" Ye Qingling flashed into the crowd at some point, looked at Zichen who was as imposing as a knife, and then looked in the direction of Zhao Haochen, shook his head, and sighed.

She didn't plan to make a move at all, Zi Chen had been immersed in the Wild Yuan Realm for several years, and her combat power was one of the best among everyone, no one wanted to offend him without flattery, not to mention that Ziyu Lou was standing behind him.

Everyone sighed, this is the only one who can make Zi Chen so angry, but this price is too heavy, sacrificing a life, just for a moment, stupid!

If so, if you can clamp your tail and be a man, after a few years, it will not be a problem to catch up with Zi Chen, but now......

In the whistling wind and snow, the sharp momentum is like a fierce ancient beast, the eyes of the demon are surging with a vast red, a purple robe stands between the heaven and the earth, the sound of hunting and hunting cuts everyone's eardrums, and the aggressive momentum is like a shocking Limang.

In the chaotic wind and snow, Zhao Haochen was shocked, feeling like he was being stared at by a huge beast, and the next moment he would be killed in the tiger's mouth, he felt that all his resistance was in vain.

This is the gap, one step at a time.

"Clown!" Zhao Haochen looked at Zi Chen's huge momentum, pursed his lips, and said unremittingly.

"What...... What?clown?" Zhao Haochen's words almost didn't startle the jaws of everyone present.

Ye Qingling had a shallow smile on her beautiful face, and the two small dimples were very charming, and then Zi Chen's attack could be alive, so that he had the capital to treat him differently, but now...... She shook her head coldly.

Who knows, she doesn't want to interfere, but God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

Zhao Haochen smiled at Ye Qingling and said, "If you don't come to the rescue, when will you wait?" Ye Qingling was stunned and was about to open her mouth to refuse, but her eyes shrank tightly, the cold wind howled, the corners of Zhao Haochen's clothes fluttered slightly, and she was surprised to see the things on Zhao Haochen's waist, and fear spread on her face.