Ling Luoyu was about to turn around and follow him, but Yangzhi's voice suddenly came.

"Miss Yan, please wait!"

The eyes of Yang Pozi and others immediately looked at her and bowed and retreated one by one.

In an instant, only the two of them were left in the hall, and the needles were heard.

Ling Luoyu turned his back to Yangzhi and looked indifferently: "What are the instructions for the young master?"

"You seem to hate me?"

"Where does the young master start?"

"Speak from your eyes..."

“…”

Yang Zhi came leisurely, turned to her and approached her.

"From the first time you see me... it's full of hostility. Why? We have never had an intersection between us, why do we hate me so much?!"

Ling Luoyu retreated step by step: "Young Master is so worried! In that environment... I am afraid that any woman will be full of hostility towards the surroundings..."

"Is that true? But why is this hostility not reflected in the high priest?!"

"…What does Young Master mean?"

The hall gate passed through the corner of Ling Luoyu's eyes.

She was forced into the hall.

"Young Master, you left me... it wasn't for discussing with me. I hate or not, do I?!"

"certainly!"

"Bang!"

The gate of the hall suddenly closed behind Yangzhi, and the hall was even more silent.

Ling Luoyu's eyes shrank: "Young Master... I am the high priest's person! You..."

"Miss Ling, you're thinking too much..."

Yang Zhi suddenly smiled softly, and his deep eyes were filled with a little more smile.

"Although I like beauty, I am not as serious as I don't know the importance of it!"

Ling Luoyujie stared wildly: "Do you know who I am?!"

"To be honest... I don't know it either! It just happened that there was some information about you in my palm..."

The palm of his hand flipped, and there was a piece of paper in his hand.

"This is said... your identity is unknown. You suddenly became the leader of Yaoshan Sect, and when you take over as the leader, you are extraordinary and always make a splash in your work..."

The paper slowly opened, and it turned out to be a portrait of her.

"To be honest, this portrait... just draws your eyebrows, but not your charm and charm... But it's just these eyebrows, which are enough to make any man intoxicated!"

Ling Luoyu's burning eyes met his eyes and turned his head with a grim smile: "I think... you should not be included among these men, right?! Because of your taste..."

Her eyes swept behind him, blinking playfully.

"You seem to like girls with special relationships..."

A murderous intent suddenly arose in Yangzhi's eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed Ling Luoyu tightly. With a "bang", he pressed on the table and fell down.

"Miss Ling, I'm polite to you, it doesn't mean you can say anything..."

A trace of coldness quietly hit the back of his head, and a thin smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luoyu's lips.

"Young Master, I can be here alone, but it doesn't mean you have to slaughter you!"

Yang Zhi turned his head, looked at the soul blade flying behind him, and sneered disdainfully: "Do you really think that with such a knife, you can protect you from all over?!"

"If the young master doesn't believe it, you can try it!"

“…”

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were like swords, and no one wanted to retreat and avoid them.

After a while, Yangzhi suddenly stood up, let go of Ling Luoyu, took two steps back, and raised his hands high.

"I hope I read you right!"

"What?"

"You go!"

Yang Zhi turned around and the hall door opened in response.

"As for the news... it will rot in my hands!!"
Chapter completed!