"What Yue'er said makes sense."
Suddenly, the corner of Xiao Jinyan's mouth slowly curved.
Severe pain came from the chest and abdomen.
It wasn't a smile, but a slight twitch caused by pain.
Xiao Jinyan's small movements could not escape Mu Chuyue's eyes, but due to the scene in front of her, she could only resist the urge to glare at the guy and turned sideways coldly.
“You know it’s right but you still don’t obey.”
Although he knew that what Xiao Jinyan did was indeed a helpless move, he still couldn't help but feel unhappy.
Why doesn't this guy take his body seriously?
"Yue'er, be good."
Xiao Jinyan's pure white palm gently pressed on Mu Chuyue's head and affectionately moved the broken hair on her forehead.
The movement was like comforting a stuffed animal, such as Baozi.
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of overwhelming coercion suddenly erupted around him, like a huge wave, powerfully hitting the chest of the domineering man opposite him.
For a moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe out, and the salty smell came back from his belly and poured into his mouth.
Everywhere he looked around, he saw mercenaries who were staggering and kneeling like him.
These people were not even as good as him, hugging their chests in pain, coughing out blood, and barely able to breathe.
The crowd, who were still fuming a moment ago, suffered their first heavy blow in recent days.
In the past, he looked at others like ants, but today, things have changed, and the roles have been completely reversed.
The person who was being suppressed by the strong force has become himself.
The big man sighed in his heart, quickly put away the look of coveting Mu Chuyue on his face, and knocked his "noble" head in haste.
He didn't understand why such a terrifying strong man would appear in this young team.
Judging from the unrestrained momentum, it is clear that his cultivation level far exceeds the Guiyuan realm.
The big man believed that he had met a strong man in the late Guiyuan realm before, and he was already unmatched, just like Chang Xiyuan, who was only less than two levels behind him but still failed to win in his hands.
But even the aura of a strong man in the late Guiyuan realm could not compare with the majestic young man in front of him.
The aura of a cultivator cannot be disguised, especially the pressure of a superior person.
This made the big man feel extreme fear.
He was amazed by everything he saw before him.
It was hard for him to believe that a young man who looked less than twenty years old could actually possess powers that even the strong men in the late Guiyuan realm could not possess.
What kind of terrifying identity does the other party have?
A big man would not be stupid enough to ask.
Decades of experience in the front line of life and death told him that he must lower his head now.
Otherwise, he will not be able to see the rising sun tomorrow, let alone the sun, even the setting sun tonight.
People who regularly take human lives tend to be more afraid of death than others.
The big man's scalp was tight, and he had no scruples about his status as the leader.
In an instant, the face he had been so proud of fell to the ground.
He begged for mercy with his tongue between his legs, but there was no trace of the backbone of a high-level cultivator in him, "Sir, please forgive me because my subordinates were ignorant and accidentally bumped into you."
Young Master Wei has not forgotten how the big man took care of them before, and the round greeting gift still frightens him to this day.
Now that he has Xiao Jinyan as his backer, it is not his style to swallow his anger.
So Young Master Wei ran up to the big man in two steps, and suddenly stepped on his thick black palm under his feet. xx4911131: