His eyes narrowed, a golden light flashed across his golden-red eyes, and his whole body exploded with aura. The peak master of Unfalling Mountain was shaken by the breath of danger warning, and his soul search was suddenly interrupted.
And because soul searching was similar to a forbidden technique, it was interrupted all of a sudden, and the peak master of Buluo Mountain couldn't help froze, grunted, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and backed away abruptly with horror in his eyes.
However, Chu Ci is after all an elder, and an elder who has made great contributions to the sect, so he can't just use such a move casually. He also knows in his heart what the Buluoshan people think of Chu Ci, and the headmaster can't help but twist up slightly He frowned, and really didn't know how to reconcile this contradiction.
However, the current situation still needs to be stopped.
The headmaster thought so, and raised his hand to collect his spiritual power, but before he could stop the movement of the peak master of Buluo Mountain, a burst of coercion from senior monks suddenly erupted around him, and the threat and warning made everyone tremble .
The head of the sect suddenly stopped to prevent himself from being hurt by this coercion, and looked at the little hairball in Chu Ci's arms with a pair of eyes, with a hint of bewilderment and shock in his eyes.
That look... how does it feel like Huo Chi, the archetype of Venerable Wen Jing
After all, he has never seen the original body of that person. For this venerable who doesn't know how long he has existed in Ling Yizong, but who can't breathe with just one look, who dares to look at his original form? This kind of words, so I only have a little understanding from some ancient books.
I didn't look carefully before, thinking it was just the kind of little pet that the little girl likes, but now that I look at it, those golden red eyes have a half-smile and a dangerous aura, just one glance makes the headmaster feel scared, just a look The son looked back.
windy.
The strong wind whipped up the fallen leaves around, and the wind was mixed with spiritual power, which made people unable to open their eyes.
"You say my porcelain treasure is a monster?"
"Want to bully my porcelain treasure?"
"Heh, each of you is very courageous..."
A low-pitched and gorgeous voice sounded, and the elegant inquiry after each sentence made everyone tremble in their hearts. No matter how nice the voice was, it was difficult to conceal the dissatisfaction and threat in it.
Like a big dog that protects food and food, he holds Chu Ci tightly in his arms, and has great hostility towards everyone around him.
When the wind stopped, everyone could see the scene in front of them clearly.
Chu Ci was hugged by a man wearing a baggy white coat with red stripes. The man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his facial features were extremely handsome, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, with a hint of sarcasm and half-smile, his eyes were cold and indifferent, with a glowing expression on his face. A little dangerous light that makes people tremble.
His hair was casually scattered behind, and a pair of golden red eyes just casually swept across the audience, dangerous and cold.
"Huh? Why don't you talk anymore?"
He smiled dangerously, supported the little girl with one hand, lowered his head lazily and looked at the little girl, but his eyes were very deep, "Cibao, tell me if you are bullied, I can still let you be bullied by them No?"
There was silence all around, only Chu Ci tilted his head and thought about it very normally, then blinked his eyes, threw himself into Wen Jing's arms, and put his arms around Wen Jing's waist.
Chu Ci: Well, okay, wronged!
It's a mess of squeamishness, but also a mess of soft-heartedness.
'Wenjing love value +4, currently 70. '