Mo Qingluo's clear eyes were cold, without any fluctuation in his eyes, and then he directly looked away from Su Luo.
Everyone covered their eyes again, Miss Mo was so arrogant!
"Miss Mo, you must understand that people who are too arrogant will never end well." The smile on Su Luo's face did not change, but the gloom in his eyes quietly deepened.
Mo Qingluo curled her lips and smiled very elegantly, "Someone has said this before."
Even Su Luo was caught off guard and dazzled by the cold smile. After realizing what Mo Qingluo said, the coldness in his eyes lessened a little. Just when he was about to say something, he heard the girl in red speak slowly.
.
"But that man is already dead."
After finishing speaking, Mo Qingluo walked towards the direction of Yue Ling Pagoda. Yue Ling Pagoda was obviously in the center not far from here. This man really had no place to go.
Su Muli smiled, and looked at Mo Qingluo with a hint of admiration. Now he understood why Jing Hao didn't reject him at all.
Su Luo is the son of his uncle, who is inherently cold-blooded. Although the son he taught is extremely talented and has always had trouble with him since he was a child, his character seems to be carved out of the same mold as his uncle. He has always done whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
, Ever since he could remember, Su Luoke had never received such a cold reception.
It wasn't until Mo Qingluo's figure had left that Su Luo finally realized what he was doing. His eyes looking at Mo Qingluo's back were filled with coldness.
Mo Qingluo, he remembered.
"Brother Luo, do you want me to teach him a lesson?" There was obviously more than one person beside Su Luo. People from Jingling Academy followed Su Luo closely. The boy who was closest to Su Luo saw Su Luo.
With a gloomy face, he couldn't help but speak.
Su Luo turned around when he heard the words, but the speaker threw himself on the ground the next moment. He was not dead, but his meridians were obviously severed.
Everyone looking in this direction couldn't help but have their pupils constricted. Many people knew the person who just spoke, Su Luo's number one follower, Wang Qi.
Even if he couldn't keep up with Su Luo's cultivation, Wang Qi had finally entered the Cloud Transformation Realm, but there was no sign of his collapse. The severed meridians meant that he could no longer use spiritual power. For a spiritual master, it was worse than death.
Be scary.
Su Luo's slender eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his eyes again to glance at the man in black robe behind Mo Qingluo, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
This was clearly a warning to him, warning him not to try to touch Mo Qingluo.
"Brother Luo, what should we do?" The others around Su Luo were a little panicked, fearing that if they didn't pay attention, they would end up like Wang Qi.
Wang Qi's eyes were still wide open at this time, and he didn't even realize what happened to him. His voice was hoarse and no longer sounded like a teenager, "Brother Luo..."
Su Luo slightly shook his right hand, slowly took out the jade plaque from Wang Qi's body, and crushed it under Wang Qi's horrified eyes.
People with no fighting ability left here can only be a burden. Su Luo did not hesitate in his movements. Wang Qi's figure quickly disappeared in front of everyone, but Su Luo's fists clenched tighter and tighter. His eyes were lowered.
It's full of coldness.
The voice was extremely soft, but it was clearly heard by everyone in Jingling Academy.
"You can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime. When that man leaves Mo Qingluo's side, Mo Qingluo will die."