"Hahaha!" Xiulin was happy, not at all feeling that Mo Yuan didn't know good or bad, but instead felt that this was the arrogance that a genius should have. "You are very nice, I like it."

She glanced at Luo Xiaoman and said interestingly: "You say she is your master, then if I kill her, you can worship me as your master."

Mo Yuan's expression sank, and the killing intent in his eyes was harsh, and Chao Xiulin crushed it with a tyrannical aura.

He will never allow anyone to hurt his master.

"I can't help myself." Xiulin curled her lips, and the aura on her body was also released. Compared with Mo Yuan's, she was crushed like a scourge like a beast.

Mo Yuan's heart trembled, this woman's strength was so much stronger than himself?

She is a strong man in the Yuanying stage!

Mo Yuan's eyebrows were solemn, he was only at the ninth level of the pill formation stage, there was still a distance from the Nascent Soul stage, and his momentum alone couldn't hold him down.

"Yuan, come back."

Mo Yuan was startled slightly, and glanced at Luo Xiaoman suspiciously. With the current situation, they had no room for negotiation at all, only being tough with the other party.

"I have my own measure." Luo Xiaoman shook his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this cold light, Mo Yuan didn't bear it, put away his aura and stood back by her side.

"It's interesting." Xiulin stared at Luo Xiaoman closely, and she was a little surprised that this little cute baby had such an unshakable position in the heart of this young man.

"Two deacons." Luo Xiaoman stood up and looked at Xiulin and Beiming with a smile on his face, "Dare to ask if anyone from the Saint College attended the admission ceremony?"

"No!" Beiming said without hesitation: "A little Baicheng, we are enough."

Luo Xiaoman frowned, pondered for a while, and then asked, "Then have you lost your clothes?"

"Little baby, what on earth do you want to say?" Beiming squinted his eyes and said coldly: "The costumes of our Saint Academy symbolize the indesectable honor and cannot be lost."

"By the way, you are going to delay..."

"Little man!"

At this moment, a figure rushed over violently.

"The two deacons, I'm really sorry." Luo Mushan clasped his fists to the two deacons with an apologetic expression.

After he received Lei Li's news, he rushed over immediately.

This way, it is too panic!

Who wouldn't provoke this little ancestor, how could he provoke the people of the Holy Academy?

If it is not handled well this time, the Luo family will be wiped out by the Sheng Academy without the Wan family.

"The little girl is savage and wayward, she is offended, and I hope to forgive me." Luo Mushan quickly apologized, then turned his head and stared at Luo Xiaoman fiercely.

Little ancestor, you can really get into trouble. If I don't pay attention, you give me such a big trouble.

However, until now, he can only carry it down.

Who made Luo Xiaoman his little ancestor?

"Heh, Mount Luomu, you have a good daughter." Beiming watched Mount Luomu and said in a deep voice, "No matter how young and ignorant she is, you have to pay a price if you dare to make fun of the Holy Academy."

"What?!" Luo Mushan was startled, then looked back at Luo Xiaoman, "Little ancestor, how can you make fun of Sheng Academy?"

Luo Xiaoman pursed his lips and said helplessly: "What can I say, I'm so helpless!"

If Ji Wuya were from the Sheng Academy, how could there be so much trouble.

"I can let the Luo family go, but Luo Xiaoman must be punished." After speaking, Beiming gave Wan Zitong a look.