"Ahh

Su Luo, who stepped on the steps of the Taichen Palace, suddenly his face became distorted, and he screamed with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and then his body was flipped to the ground backwards by an invisible gas.

"Bang-"

"Poof—I'm going to die!"

Su Luo was thrown two meters away from the steps, curled up on the cold ground, and raised his head to squirt a mouthful of bright red liquid.

"Lolo—"

Changle, who was stunned by this sudden change, was so frightened that her soul was about to disperse as soon as her heart tightened, and she was about to rush to Su Luo's side when she raised her feet, but the moment she raised her feet, she couldn't move, and that feeling was exactly the same as the feeling of being fixed by Mu Yu in Su Mansion.

"Let go of me!

Not only Changle couldn't move, but even Jun Yi and Li Peng couldn't move, and while they were surprised, they looked at Su Luo, who was curled up on the ground, and their eyes became dim.

"Lolo, Lolo, you speak, you-"

Even if Changle was fixed, she felt her body trembling uncontrollably, and the fear derived from the bottom of her heart instantly overwhelmed her entire nervous system.

"Luo Luo, let's go back, we won't cultivate immortals! Luo Luo ......"

Salty tears wet Changle's pale face, and in Changle's crying, Su Luo's consciousness struggling in the darkness gradually became sober, listening to the sad cry, silently hooking the corners of his bloodstained lips.

"Sister Changle, ahem, you're crying so ugly, snorting-even black and white impermanence has been scared away by you, ahem-"

Changle, who was immersed in fear and sorrow, suddenly heard Su Luo's voice, and looked at Su Luo's curled body with surprise and joy, the corners of his mouth trembled, although he was dissatisfied and arrogant, but the corners of his mouth betrayed her.

"Hmph-the county lord didn't cry about you, the county lord is, that's the sand into the eyes, yes! It's the sand that is blind, the county lord won't cry, woo"

"Ahem, I heard it wrong, you are the county lord of Changle, how can you cry. Su Luo wrinkled his dirty little face in pain, and said intermittently, looking at Changle who was nervous and distressed.

"Luo Luo, we don't cultivate immortals, let's go back. ”

When Su Luo looked at Changle's swollen eyes crying for her, and scolded the culprit in his heart, the Taichen Hall exploded in minutes.

In the chaotic Taichen Palace, Zhangjiaokun and Zhenjun had a headache as they watched the seven or eight old monsters who were thousands of years older and surrounded people who were fighting with words and couldn't see a single hair, and they regretted it very much in their hearts.

Why did he be this thankless sect master at the beginning? When the resentment of squatting in the corner of the wall was infinite, several people who heard that Changle was leaving left violently.

"Black old monster, if this girl leaves, see if I don't burn your broken grass!"

A violent roar exploded on the flat ground of the Taichen Palace, and as soon as the words fell, there was another giggler, and he was willing to be an accomplice.

"Hey~ Black Old Monster, according to the relationship between these two girls, if that little girl really doesn't cultivate immortals, don't blame me for helping the white old monster!"

"That's it, black old monster, that little girl is just a small qi training period, and your little coercion almost didn't kill the little girl. Although the equally dissatisfied beautiful woman did not say anything cruel, she also condemned it word by word.

"Yes, yes, if that girl is killed by you, it won't matter, but she has such a good relationship with that girl......"

......

Listening to everyone's gossip about counting their black old monsters, he picked out his ears indifferently, and waited for everyone to finish counting, before he lazily squinted and stretched his waist.

"Why are you all done?"

Looking at the few people who didn't speak, the black old monster's eyes turned in circles, and he repeated his unchanged mind to them without being salty, "This girl is very interesting to me to look at, since you all care so much about the little girl of Linggen that day, then I will help you." ”

"What are you going to do?" the eight screamed uneasily in their hearts, and they saw the black old monster wave his right hand, and a spirit binding technique struck outside the Taichen Palace.

Outside the hall, Changle looked at Su Luo, who was trying to get up from the ground with the pain, and his heart was about to drip blood, and his eyes were sobbing with tears.

"Luo Luo, when you get up, let's go back, don't cultivate immortals, let's go back-ah-"

As soon as Changle said incoherently speaking, he felt his body light, and then he saw that she and Junyi Li Peng were suspended in mid-air, and the distance between her and Su Luo was gradually getting farther away, and she subconsciously twisted her body, but she didn't expect that she could move this time, but unfortunately she couldn't speak, and could only be pulled into the Taichen Hall by an invisible rope.

"Changle—"

Su Luo twisted her bloodstained face, looking at Changle who was pulled into the Taichen Hall by the spiritual power, a sense of powerlessness deeply submerged her in the bottom of her heart, and then thought that as soon as she stepped on the stairs of the Taichen Palace, a spiritual power without warning was overwhelmingly pressed towards her, if it wasn't for the automatic operation of the spiritual power in her body that saved her life, I am afraid that she would have died as early as when the coercion squeezed her, and she would have lived until now.

Su Luo, who had red eyes, looked at the majestic Taichen Hall on the steps, and at this moment she completely understood the only law pursued in the memory of the Sword Ancestor Yuanshen, that is-strength!

If she is so strong that others will undoubtedly shake her, why should she become a fish on the chopping board of others and be slaughtered by others! If you want to live well in such a world of the weak and the strong, and if you want to live a personal life, you must have the strength to make people surrender!

Strength!

She doesn't want to be a fish on the chopping board, she wants to be the master, not an ant to be played with!

Su Luo, who figured it out in an instant, suddenly felt that her body became extremely comfortable, and when she was about to scream comfortably, she suddenly fell into a coma in front of her.

"Ahh

The eight old monsters looked at the picture presented in the mirror of the spiritual power structure in amazement, and they all suddenly couldn't care about Changle who was fixed.

"What happened to Lolo, what happened to Lolo? What did you do to her, let go of me, let go of me, Lolo-"

Changle, who was also in the Taichen Palace, saw Su Luo fainting, and wanted to rush to Su Luo's side in a hurry, but she was fixed by the black old monster, let alone moving, even if she wanted to speak now, she couldn't speak, because she was silenced by the black old monster.

"I said black monster, did you already know?"

The beautiful woman who looked at the half-loud looked at the black old monster with suspicion, otherwise she couldn't explain why this black old monster was embarrassing an ordinary little girl.

After listening to the beautiful woman's words, the other seven people all looked at the black old monster with brushes, and there was a sense of immediacy that we would burn all your grass if you didn't explain it clearly, but the black old monster was still playing with the white porcelain wine pot in his own hand.

"Look!"