"Take care of your subordinates."
Zishuilan glanced at Su Zhiyun coldly, then put away the coldness in her eyes, tilted her head and looked at Jun Mohuang with a gentle expression.
"Mo Huang, let's go."
"Um."
Jun Mohuang nodded without any sympathy for Zhitong.
It is your own fault and you are trying to commit suicide.
The two left, leaving only a group of people messy in the wind.
This man seems gentle, but in fact he is very domineering.
If they don't agree with each other, they cut off their tongues with a knife. It's too bloody.
However, he is still a little worse than Jun Mohuang's partner.
After all, the one Di Lingtian beat up was the legitimate son of the Yao family, and the one Zishuilan dealt with was just Su Zhiyun's lackey.
But the nature is the same. The man next to junior schoolmate Jun Mohuang is simply terrifying.
Su Zhiyun stood there, in a daze since she saw Zishuilan's purple eyes.
Even when Zhi Tong had her tongue cut off by Zishui Lan, she never came back to her senses and came to the rescue.
It wasn't until a few seconds later that Zhitong's tragic cry brought her back to reality.
She did not immediately check the injuries of her subordinates, but asked the other five students who were watching.
"Who was that man just now?"
She would never forget the moment she saw those purple eyes, Su Zhiyun's heart skipped a beat.
A strange feeling invaded her whole body.
The instinct in Su Zhiyun's body drove her to eagerly find out Zishuilan's identity.
A student replied: "He is the city lord of Ten Thousand Beasts City, Zishuilan, and he is very close to junior student Jun Mohuang."
"Zishuilan..."
Su Zhiyun chewed the name in his mouth and was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Miss Zhiyun, what if Jun Mohuang is on the honor roll? She is only at the third level of the Spiritual Realm now, and she will not be your opponent in a month!"
"That's right, Miss Zhiyun, Jun Mohuang is not as strong as you, and his cultivation speed is faster than yours, which is normal."
The people from Zhiyun Pavilion helped Zhi Tong up, applied hemostatic powder to her mouth, and asked her to take the hemostatic elixir.
Seeing Su Zhiyun in a daze, they thought she had been hit, so they all came forward to comfort her.
In their eyes, Jun Mohuang's cultivation speed was nothing special.
Everyone knows that the lower the strength, the faster the cultivation speed.
In short, Jun Mohuang is just not as good as their Miss Zhiyun.
"Take Zhitong and go back."
Amid everyone's chatter, Su Zhiyun's face returned to calmness, but her heart was very uneasy.
The same purple eyes as hers gave her such a strange feeling. This was something she had never experienced before in all her years of living.
Zishuilan, who are you
She had to figure it out.
As for Jun Mohuang, well, if she continues to grow normally, she will indeed be a powerful enemy.
In just one month, what kind of trouble can Jun Mohuang make.
In a month, she should get out of Qianhuan Academy. It would be impossible for her to be as good as Su Zhiyun in this life.
…
"Zishuilan, your strength is only at the second level of the Spirit Casting Realm. How could you defeat Su Zhiyun's attack?"
On the way, Jun Mohuang asked curiously.
Zishuilan replied: "In the Ziyun Essence, there is a set of skills passed down by the Zi family. Only the blood of the Zi family can be practiced after merging the Ziyun Essence. In the case of a surprise attack, this skill can withstand her level of attack.”
It was a family secret, but he told Jun Mohuang directly without hiding anything.
The two talked again, and soon they arrived at the door of Jun Mohuang's villa.
(End of chapter)