Therefore, involuntarily, Major General Lin Dongfang Yan hated him, and the former friendship was so vulnerable in the face of interests.

Rumble!

At this moment, a powerful aura came from outside the hall, making Gu Ruoyun's face change instantly.

"Saya? That's right, this breath is indeed Xiao Ye, who is he fighting against? Grandma, let's go out and have a look. ”

As soon as the words fell, her figure turned into a gust of wind and rushed quickly towards the door......

Under the night sky, the man's blood robe was shallow, his silver hair was like silk, under the shroud of that momentum, his body seemed to be burning with blood-red flames, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked coldly at the black-robed man standing in the void opposite.

The man was in the black robe, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his palm clenched the weapon in his hand, and he looked nervously and panickedly at the silver-haired beautiful man who was as powerful and bloodthirsty as a demon god, and he was so anxious that he almost couldn't even hold the hilt of the sword in his hand.

When did the Dongfang family have such a strong person, why hadn't he heard of it? And he discovered his plan before he could carry it out.

"Poetry? It turned out to be him! ”

Seeing the black-robed man who was forced by Qianbei Night and had no power to fight back, the old man's face suddenly changed: "How did Shitu get into the Heavenly City?" Could it be that those guards of our Dongfang family are a bunch of rubbish? I didn't even notice that the enemy had mixed in. ”

However, he didn't expect that since the silver-haired man beside his granddaughter was so powerful, the poem in front of him was like a child of a few years old, being played with by him.

"Xiaoyun."

Qianbei Yexu felt the person behind him, turned his head to look at the girl's delicate face, was stunned, and asked, "Can I kill him?" ”

His tone was as simple as asking if I could eat.

"Girl, this man is your friend?"

The Venerable of the Apocalypse frowned, for some reason, this man gave him a very uncomfortable feeling, as if he would experience a feeling of suffocation just by standing in front of him.

You must know that he is already a Venerable, so how much strength does the other party have to make him feel this feeling.

And......

The Apocalypse Venerable paused, and a shrewd light crossed his old eyes.

This man's own strength should be very strong, but for some reason, even he himself can't control that kind of power, with the level of his current strength, at most, it is only Wuzun, but, if he completely controls all his strength, not to mention this continent, even another supreme continent, few people will be his opponents......

"Poetry? That sect master of the Refining Weapon Sect? I don't know why the sect master of the Refining Weapon Sect is here. ”

Gu Ruoyun hooked her lips and sneered, and her eyes flashed coldly.

"Humph!"

Shitu's eyes burst out with intense anger, but he always gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, his eyes were full of mockery and disdain, as if Gu Ruoyun was not qualified to ask him questions.

"Don't you say yes?" Gu Ruoyun smiled, "I believe that the Dongfang family has the ability to let you say it, Xiaoye, don't kill this person first, hand him over to the old man, as for the final result, the Dongfang family will deal with it personally." ”

Hearing this, Shitu's mood gradually regained his calmness, with a sarcastic arc on his face, no matter what, he was bound to win this oriental family.

"Xiaoye, I'm tired, let's go."

Gu Ruoyun yawned, and a trace of exhaustion appeared on her delicate face.