"Don't even think about escaping!" Mo Ying's reaction was also stunning. He turned around and grabbed Luo Xiaoman's hand.
Hiss!
Luo Xiaoman's cuffs were torn, and Mo Ying's nails left several blood stains on her fair arms.
She frowned, ignoring whether the wound was serious or not, and continued to rush out of the reception room.
At this moment, the guard who had been gossiping at the door came forward and blocked the door.
The guard originally just wanted to gossip and see what would happen to Zhou Qingmu, but who knew that this guy actually resisted and rushed out.
Suddenly, he suddenly realized, wasn't this an opportunity to make a meritorious deed
"Stop!" The guard shouted, and the power of a first-level true warrior erupted from his body, blocking Luo Xiaoman's path.
Luo Xiaoman looked solemn. Even if she could break through the guard, she would definitely be held back for a while, giving Mo Ying enough time to catch up.
At the critical moment, a cold breath filled the air, seeming to lower the temperature of the surrounding space.
Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows, then stopped and raised his hands to express surrender.
"Look where are you going to escape?" Mo Ying chased after him, grabbed Luo Xiaoman's hand, and was about to drag him back to the reception room, but he couldn't help but meet a pair of cold eyes.
This pair of eyes seemed to contain endless coldness. Just looking at them made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave and his whole body was stiff.
"Mo, Mr. Mo?!"
When the people around saw the sudden appearance of the giant Buddha, they all stopped and remained silent.
"Yuan~" Luo Xiaoman pursed his lips and gave him an aggrieved look.
No words were needed, Mo Yuan already understood everything, even if he didn't understand the whole story, as long as Xiaoman was wronged, it was all these people's fault.
For a time, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.
Mo Ying's heart was trembling. He didn't know why, but Mo Ming seemed to be colder now than in the past. If he just stood there, he would be like an iceberg, freezing to the bone.
"Young Master Mo, we are going through the withdrawal procedures for Zhou Qingmu. Originally, we wanted to give you a surprise, but who knew that by such a coincidence, you would be here nearby." He said with a sneer.
Mo Yuan ignored him and walked straight towards Luo Xiaoman.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Luo Xiaoman's hand. There were a few blood stains on the white arm, and his eyes became colder. "Who did it?"
Before Luo Xiaoman could reply, Mo Yuan turned around and glanced at Mo Ying. "Did you do it?"
"Yes, yes!" Mo Ying's heart skipped a beat. Why did he think that Young Master Mo was not happy at all when he heard that Zhou Qingmu was expelled from school? "Just now she was uncooperative and wanted to escape, so I had to use force to keep her here."
"Chop it!"
"ha?"
Mo Ying was slightly startled and looked at Mo Yuan with a blank expression.
Mo Yuan stepped forward and walked up. The cold aura emanating from his body swept over him like a violent storm, making Mo Ying feel like he was about to suffocate.
At this time, Zhi Wu, who was hiding behind, blinked, feeling shocked and confused.
Originally, he was worried that Mo Ming would be detrimental to instructor Xiaoman. After all, he was fused with Nangong Wu's memory, but he knew that Mo Ming disliked Zhou Qingmu.
However, now it seems that something is wrong.
Could it be...
"Master Mo Yuan?!" Zhi Wu exclaimed in her heart, and noticed that Luo Xiaoman looked at Mo Ming with a hint of dependence.
Besides Master Mo Yuan, who else could make her look like this
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