Don't Interrupt Me
The Mourning Hall fell silent immediately.
The expressions on Li Ao and Qi Fei's faces became incredibly interesting.
They were also annoyed by Lin Xianglan and Zhou Tong's nonchalant attitude, but dared not say it aloud, only cursing them as "a despicable couple" in their hearts.
Unlike Yu Bai, who was so direct and uttered those three words outright.
Mo Xiao was ultimately more mature and composed than Li Ao and Qi Fei, who displayed it more obviously.
The old man closed his eyes slightly, as if lost in thought, becoming almost invisible.
Lin Xianglan's chest heaved with anger. Over the years, her jade-like arms had been the pillows of a thousand men, and her crimson lips had been the taste of ten thousand men.
But these are all transactions.
Through these transactions, she climbed the ranks step by step.
She successfully reconnected with her ex-husband, and now she's even hooked up with a powerful figure like Zhou Tong.
But precisely because of this, she is even more concerned about gossip from other parties.
Yu Bai's words undoubtedly struck a nerve with her, making her furious.
She looked at the man beside her.
"Brother Zhou, kill him!"
Zhou Tong snorted and looked at Yu Bai.
Yu Bai said confidently, "What, am I wrong?"
"I just don't understand."
"You, surnamed Zhou, are at least someone of importance. You've got plenty of good women out there, yet you turn down these opportunities."
"A place where countless people have died, yet you're desperately trying to squeeze in."
What are you after?
Zhou Tong strode forward, exuding an imposing aura. "This has nothing to do with you."
"You, go down and keep that woman surnamed Liu company."
Zhou Tong raised his hand.
At this time.
A hand rested on his wrist.
Zhou Tong's hand was immediately immobilized!
Li Ao rubbed his eyes.
"What the hell is this?"
Only then did he notice that a figure had appeared beside Zhou Tong at some point.
Wearing a cloak and a hood, he reached out and placed his hand on Zhou Tong's wrist.
Zhou Tong, who had been so aggressive just moments before, is now silent and motionless.
Only his eyes darted around.
Qi Fei recognized him; it was the mysterious man who had been sitting quietly with his head bowed earlier.
When he saw this person, he felt that the other party must be someone extraordinary.
But unexpectedly...
This person was actually able to stop Zhou Tong.
That's Advanced level expert!
On the other side, Mo Xiao, who had been looking lost in thought, now had his eyes wide open as the old man looked at his adopted son beside him.
Mo Lei understood what the old man meant. After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "If I unleash my full power, I should be able to make Mister Zhou pause for a moment."
Although the old man was not a cultivator, he could tell the difference.
His adopted son meant that even if he went all out, he could only make the man surnamed Zhou pause for a moment.
But the mysterious cloaked figure had already made Zhou Tong pause for more than a moment.
Now, Zhou Tong's face was flushed red, but he still couldn't bring himself to throw his fist.
One more.
Whether it's that mysterious person or Zhou Tong,
None of them used their full strength; otherwise, they wouldn't have remained so completely still.
At this time.
Zhou Tong's tongue thundered like spring thunder, and the radiance of his Primal Energy manifested, revealing a mottled luster like rust.
That was the mark of the cultivation method Zhou Tong practiced, the <Iron Flower Technique>.
After circulating his internal energy and unleashing his Primal Energy, Zhou Tong was indeed able to move his hand again, raising it little by little.
However, at this moment...
The room temperature in the Mourning Hall suddenly turned cold.
Ordinary people like Li Ao, Qi Fei, Mo Xiao, Lin Xianglan felt a chill run down their spines.
They involuntarily shrank back, feeling nauseous and gagging; everyone felt unwell.
Yu Bai, Mo Lei, Chou An, and several former members of Team 3.
These cultivators felt this more deeply than ordinary people like Li Ao.
They felt as if they had stripped naked and plunged into icy water in the dead of winter.
I felt cold from head to toe.
Moreover, the chill seeped into my pores little by little.
Besides the cold, they also sensed a malice.
It was as if, in the darkness, evil spirits were about to skin you alive and rip out your heart.
These people were not inexperienced in facing life and death, but affected by this malice, they all trembled slightly.
If I had to say what I felt most deeply...
It was Zhou Tong, of course.
He faced the cloaked man directly.
It was Chuchu that the person was wearing a fierce and terrifying Carved Wooden Mask.
Behind the mask, the person's eyes were bloodshot, as if they were bleeding.
His entire being exuded a strong aura of ferocity and malevolence.
Influenced by these auras, Zhou Tong felt as if his whole body was wrapped in a layer of film.
The senses shrink, and vision is reduced to just a small patch in front of you.
The rest of the area was completely dark!
In that darkness, Zhou Tong seemed to hear the sound of dripping water.
It was as if a Fierce Beast was lurking in some unseen corner.
The Fierce Beast was drooling, staring at him, ready to pounce and devour him at any moment!
at this time.
The one resting on Zhou Tong's wrist was naturally Luo Yan.
Yu Bai uttered the curse "dog couple," Luo Yan moved silently.
At the time, everyone's attention was drawn to the bald man, and no one noticed Luo Yan.
Just as Zhou Tong was about to make a move, Luo Yan appeared in a flash and placed a hand on the man's wrist.
At this moment, neither Luo Yan nor Zhou Tong had yet used their Primal Energy.
It's a contest of pure, unadulterated strength.
Luo Yan's body had been tempered by the "Observing Mountains and Seas" technique, and also benefited from the "Dragon Dragon Blood Essence".
His physical strength far surpasses that of ordinary people.
Especially the latter, even without activating the 'dragon transformation' form, even without the appearance of Dragon Scales.
This also greatly strengthened Luo Yan's physique.
Only when Zhou Tong circulated his cultivation technique did a few Dragon Scales appear on Luo Yan's body.
Even with this incomplete 'dragon transformation,' they still held Zhou Tong firmly in their grasp.
Seeing the fear in the man's eyes, Luo Yan released his grip and then calmly spoke from behind his mask.
"Don't waste your time."
"Today, I've invited you all here."
"The reason is obvious to you."
"I won't repeat myself."
Zhou Tong took two steps back, looking at Luo Yan's somewhat hesitant expression, and withdrew his Primal Energy.
He whispered in Lin Xianglan's ear, "This man is not simple."
"I'm not entirely confident of victory."
Lin Xianglan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
At this moment, Li Ao shouted, "Who are you?"
"Suddenly jumping out, who do they think they are?"
"Do you even have the right to speak here?"
Qi Fei, standing beside him, briefly closed his eyes but did not stop Li Ao.
On the contrary, he wanted to use Li Ao to test Luo Yan.
At this moment Yu Bai walked over.
He slapped Li Ao across the face.
The slap sent the nouveau riche staggering back several steps, his face swollen, his lips split open, and blood flowing from them.
Li Ao had never been treated like this before.
He immediately shouted.
"Chou An, get him!"
Just then...
The shadow on Chou An's face twitched, and then a black shadow flashed and streaked up.
It moved close to Chou An's body, then brushed across his neck before disappearing back into the shadows.
The whole process was extremely fast.
Chou An was completely unaware of what was happening, but he still shouted loudly and unleashed his Primal Energy.
He was about to rush forward to avenge Li Ao.
But at that moment, blood suddenly burst from Chou An's neck.
A large cloud of Blood Mist sprayed out.
Immediately.
Inside the Mourning Hall, on everyone's bodies.
They were all covered in specks of blood.
Even Lin Xianglan was no exception.
Then.
Everyone heard Luo Yan whisper from behind his mask.
"I told you, don't waste your time."
So, don't interrupt me.