You must know that she is Long Yi's maid.

How could it be that it was impossible to ignore Long Yi?

"What are you?"

"roll!"

Long Yi glared at his eyes, and a murderous aura spread across Long Yi's body, as if it was a generation of killing gods. Everyone present could feel that they all had a palpitations.

It seemed as if under this murderous aura, they all turned into small ants.

What they look up to is a generation of killing gods who came out of the ancient times.

They even had a thought that as long as the dragon thought, they would die.

"What's that guy? Why is this kid so strong murderous aura?" Li Yuan's face looked a little pale and ugly. He was also a little angry in his heart. When he faced such a powerful murderous aura, he actually felt scared and frightened.

He was actually scared of Long Yi.

This is something he can't stand.

In his eyes, Long Yi is a slag.

How can a noble person like him be afraid of a scumbag?

"He must have pretended to be elegant." Li Yuan was sure that Longyi was pretending to be elegant.

He felt relieved and cursed at Long Yi: "What are you pretending to be? I won't let go today. What can you do to me?"

Long Yi sneered and walked towards Li Yuan step by step.

Seeing that Li Yuan was not planning to get out of the way, Long Yi felt a little angry.

The real dragon was angry and blood splattered ten steps.

When Long Yi approached Li Yuan, Long Yi planned to take action and slapped the ant out with a slap, saving him from buzzing like a fly.

"Li Yuan, retreat." Just as Long Yi was about to take action, Zhao Wudi on the ring spoke, asking Li Yuan to let Long Yi go.

Li Yuan was a little unwilling to accept it and glared at Long Yi viciously, but when his cousin said something, he could only give way to Long Yi.

When Long Yi passed by him, he gritted his teeth and said, "If Long Yi hadn't spoken today, you would have looked good."

"Haha." Long Yi sneered, "You should thank your cousin for calling you away, otherwise you will not be standing and talking to me now, but..."

A trace of cold light flashed through Long Yi's eyes, "But you are lying in the morgue and you will never have the chance to speak."

For some reason, when Li Yuan heard Long Yi's threatening words, his whole body was cold. He actually felt that what Long Yi said was definitely not an exaggeration. He felt that Long Yi was saying all this was true.

"Long Yi, who are you scaring?" Li Yuan wanted to scold Long Yi, but saw that Long Yi had already walked away. He was like a clown, "jumping" behind Long Yi's body.

...

...

"Long Yi, today I can give you a chance for Chu Mengyao's sake. As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy from me, I will let you go."

Zhao Wudi seemed to be a god,

Holding his proud head,

The word of compassion for Long Yi.

Long Yi looked at him lightly, walked to the bottom of the ring, and then he stepped hard, and in an instant he flew up as high as he could easily land on the ring, standing opposite to Zhao Wudi.

"In my dictionary, I didn't let you give up."

"I should say this to you."

"I didn't expect that I let you steal the lines."
Chapter completed!