Let me ask, whether Yanhua was in appearance, talent, talent or everything else, which one was not the best in the world? Which woman in the world was not crazy about jealousy?

Su Luo was very curious about what happened to her mother later and how could she be brought up by her master in Su's house?

Who is the master avoiding?

Su Luo's eyes were full of curiosity. Just when she wanted to ask clearly when Su Luo was full of fun, suddenly, Master Rong Yun waved his sleeves and changed the topic: "Are you sure to defeat Li Aochen?"

This topic was a bit too fast, and Su Luo was as fast as a thorn in his throat.

I really want to ask about the past, I am very curious about the secrets of the past, but-

Su Luo supported her hands on the table, held her cheeks dejectedly, and shook her head: "I'm not sure."

"You know you're not sure?" Rong Yun looked at her with cold eyes.

"If I were asked to release the ancestor Mo, let alone Li Aochen, Dongfang Xuan would be fine!" Su Luo slapped the table with great enthusiasm.

"Do you dare to let it go?" Rong Yun asked casually.

Su Luo suddenly became depressed and replied softly: "I dare not."

If she releases the Mo Ancestor in the battle, the consequences will be really very, very tragic.

Not to mention anything else, the old Mo family of Weiyang Palace will definitely gather all their strength to chase her until she dies.

"Leng Aochen seems to want to kill me." Su Luo mentioned what Li Aochen said that day. Su Luo complained behind his back and said something.

"He dares!" Rong Yun's sharp eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, cold and sharp, with a suppressed and killing poke, the domineering aura of the king.

When Su Luo saw his master, he was always calm and gentle, and he never looked angry.

Of course, when the master looked at her with a calm face, he could also make her feel an invisible sense of oppression. But now, when the master's domineering aura is revealed, this feeling is very strong.

"If I don't release the ancestor Mo, my disciple will really have no choice." Su Luo spread his hands, his voice soft and soft, with a silly smell.

She knew that Master was the most used to this trick on weekdays.

Sure enough, Master Rong Yun's face turned pale and the sky cleared. He glanced at Su Luo angrily, "If you can beat him, why would your master ask you to come over?"

Su Luo immediately beat the snake and followed the stick, leaned over very hard, sat next to Master Rong Yun, held his arm and shook it: "Master, how can I beat him?"

Li Aochen is at the tenth level, and it is too difficult to fight over the level or something.

Master Rongyun snorted coldly, but he did not slap Su Luo's swaying claws.

"Take it." Rong Yun threw a red jade pendant to Su Luo.

"What is this?" Su Luo picked up the jade pendant and looked at it curiously.

But after looking at her, she still found that this was just an ordinary jade pendant, which seemed to have no mystery.

"Inject your spiritual power into it." Rong Yun looked at the foolish girl and had to speak out and give her a message.

"Oh." Su Luo received the teachings.

Then she closed her eyes and slowly injected a faint spiritual power into the ordinary-shaped fiery red jade pendant.

When Su Luo's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade pendant, he found that his soul came to a battle platform.

This battle stage gives Su Luo a very familiar feeling.

"Hey, isn't this the battle stand for the Dragon Tour Competition?" Su Luo looked around in confusion.

There was nothing everywhere, there were no audiences or referees in the audience, only she stood alone on the stage.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Su Luo like a cannonball—

"Su Luo, come here!"

At this moment, Li Aochen held the cold sword in both hands and rushed towards Su Luo with great momentum, and the cold sword in his hand slashed in the air!

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Chapter completed!