Jun Mohuang, who had left and returned, suddenly reappeared in the tower. She held a short sword in her hand and pressed it against Rong Yun's neck.
The sharp sword cut open Rong Yun's neck, and streams of blood flowed down Rong Yun's neck.
Falling on the white skirt, it is like a red plum blooming on the white snow.
Coupled with Rong Yun's delicate and fragile face, people feel pity for no reason.
"You...how dare you! Let go of my Rong'er quickly!"
When the master of the sect saw the captured Rong Yun, saw the bright red blood, and saw Rong Yun's weak look, veins popped up on his forehead, and half of the blood in his body had gone cold.
Rong Yun was the first step for him to realize that he could do it himself, and now he fell into Jun Mohuang's hands.
As long as she kills him, his dream of becoming emperor will never come true.
The sect leader immediately became furious when he saw that Rong Yun's strength was only at the eighth level of Yuanhuang Realm.
"Let him go? You have a good idea."
Jun Mohuang curled his lips and smiled, especially charming.
The sword in his hand was pressed hard, and the wound on Rong Yun's neck immediately bled profusely.
"You! Bastard! What do you want!"
When the sect leader was furious, he was about to throw down the Bagua Yin-Yang diagram that had condensed for the sixth time behind him.
Seeing the blood on Rong Yun's neck and his pale face, the sect leader calmed down instantly.
When the master of the sect saw Rong Yun's wound, he could immediately confirm that the dagger in Jun Mohuang's hand was not even one millimeter away from the aorta of Rong Yun's neck.
As long as she pushed forward slightly, Rong Yun would die in her hands.
"What do I want, the sect leader doesn't know yet?"
The sect leader was already in a state of torment, but Jun Mohuang refused to answer directly.
When the lord of the sect heard this answer, his lips tightened.
He knew exactly what Jun Mohuang wanted.
Of course he couldn't bear to let Rong Yun be killed like this, and he couldn't retreat directly, sparing Jun Mohuang and Luoyun City this time.
It was about his face and dignity, and all the families and forces in Bafang Xuankai stared with wide eyes, wondering how he could compromise with her so easily.
The lord of the clan is in a dilemma.
"This...who is this person?"
"I don't know. It makes the sect master frown and hesitate, which shows that this young master's identity must not be simple."
While everyone was surprised, some people immediately started talking about Rong Yun's identity.
Rong Yun lived in seclusion in the Yongyue Sect and was controlled by the sect leader since he was a child.
Very few people in the Yongyue Sect knew him, let alone those present.
On the tower, Feng Yun, Qi Long and others looked at Rong Yun and Jun Mohuang. They were confused, and the expressions in their eyes became extremely complicated.
Rong Yun must be a very important person to the leader of the Yongyue Sect, otherwise the leader would not stop his offensive and fall into hesitation.
Rong Yun turned out to be a member of the Yongyue Sect, and his status must be high.
Why would such a person come back to Luoyun City and give his life and soul to Jun Mohuang
I hope he is sincerely here to help and has no conspiracy in his heart.
Only the head of the Ye family suddenly widened his eyes. Ye Xueman was engaged to Rong Yun, and he immediately recognized Rong Yun.
The head of the Ye family had no time to wonder why Rong Yun fell into Jun Mohuang's hands. He looked at Rong Yun intently with his eyes.
Exquisite and handsome facial features, with a touch of indifference and aloofness in the nobility.
Comparing Yaoxuan and Rong Yun, it was like a rich man meeting a true nobleman.
There is no comparison at all. Yaoxuan was crushed by Rong Yun in all aspects, including strength, appearance and demeanor.
(End of chapter)