Let me ask, whether Yanhua's appearance, talent, talent or everything else, which one is not the best in the world? Which woman in the world doesn't go crazy with jealousy
Su Luo was very curious, what happened to her mother later, and how could she be raised by her master in the Su residence.
Who is the master trying to avoid
Su Luo's eyes were full of curiosity. Just when she wanted to ask a question while Su Luo was full of interest, suddenly, Master Rong Yun waved his sleeves and the topic changed, "Are you sure you can defeat Li Aochen?"
This topic turned a little too fast, and Su Luo was so fast that he was stuck in his throat.
I really want to ask what happened back then, and I'm curious about the secret back then, but—
Su Luo rested her hands on the table, cupped her cheeks dejectedly, and shook her head: "I'm not sure."
"You know you're not sure?" Rong Yun glanced at her with a pair of cold eyes.
"If you let me release Old Ancestor Mo, not to mention Li Aochen, Dongfang Xuan is no problem!" Su Luo slapped the table with pride.
"You dare to let it go?" Rong Yun asked casually.
Su Luo suddenly fainted, and replied softly, "I don't dare."
If she released Old Ancestor Mo during the battle, the consequences would be very, very tragic.
Not to mention anything else, the old Mo family in Weiyang Palace will definitely gather all their strengths to hunt her down to death.
"Leng Aochen seems to want to kill me." Su Luo mentioned what Li Aochen said that day. Su Luo's actions are still very smooth.
"He dares!" Rong Yun's sharp eyes flashed a bloodthirsty cold glow, cold and sharp, with a suppressed killing stab, the domineering of a king.
When Su Luo saw Master, he was always calm, and he never saw Master get angry.
Of course, when Master looked at her with a calm and pleasant look, she could also make her feel an invisible sense of oppression, but now, when Master is domineering, this feeling is very strong.
"If you don't release Old Ancestor Mo, there's really nothing you can do about it." Su Luo spread his hands, his voice was soft and soft, with a hint of sweetness.
She knows that Master eats this one the most on weekdays.
Sure enough, Master Rong Yun's expression turned bright, and he glanced at Su Luo angrily, "If you could beat him, why did the master call you here?"
Su Luo immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, leaned forward, sat next to Master Rong Yun, and shook his arm, "Master, how can I beat him?"
Li Aochen is a tenth rank, and it is too difficult to fight beyond the ranks.
Master Rong Yun snorted coldly, but did not pat Su Luo's dangling little paw.
"Take it." Rong Yun threw a red jade pendant to Su Luo.
"What is this?" Su Luo picked up the jade pendant and looked around curiously.
But when she looked at it, she still found that it was just a very ordinary jade pendant, and there seemed to be no mystery.
"Inject your spiritual power into it." Rong Yun looked at this idiot girl and had to point out.
"Oh." Su Luo was taught.
Then she closed her eyes and slowly injected a faint spiritual power into this ordinary fiery red jade pendant.
When Su Luo's spiritual sense penetrated into the jade pendant, he found that his soul came to a battle platform.
This battle platform gave Su Luo a very familiar feeling.
"Hey, isn't this the battle stage for the Tournament of Dragons?" Su Luo looked around suspiciously.
The place was empty, there were no spectators under the stage, and there was no referee, only she stood alone on the stage.
Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Su Luo like a cannonball—
"Su Luo, accept your fate!"
At this moment, Li Aochen held the cold sword in both hands and charged towards Su Luo aggressively, the cold sword in his hand slashed into the air!
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