"Hahaha, you are the one who is dying." Wan Lin laughed, his face twisted fiercely, and then he waved the dagger in his hand and struck Luo Xiaoman's arm.

Without Mo Yuan and the big dog guarding, you are a trash.

He finally got his revenge!

"Xiaoman!!!" Luo Mushan split his eyes and snarled angrily, then broke through the imprisonment of Beiming, and rushed towards Wanlin.

However, Bei Ming reacted immediately, his eyes sank, and suppressed him again.

With a bang!

Luo Mushan was pressed heavily on the ground, and a stream of blood just splashed his face.

The warm and moist touch made his brain go blank, could it be...

Everyone's eyes were dull, and they looked at the scene in front of them with horror.

At this time, Wan Lin's eyes widened and his face was unbelievable. The dagger in his hand was still a palm away from Luo Xiaoman's arm, but his heart had been pierced by a dagger.

"Lin'er!!" Wan Zitong exclaimed, her pupils dilated, and the sudden change made her unable to react.

"Sister, it hurts!" Wan Lin turned around with a look of panic and at a loss, "Help, help me."

Puff!

Luo Xiaoman's immature face was a touch of indifference, with a hard hand, he pulled out the dagger.

Suddenly, blood splattered, adding a hint of blood to the gambling house.

Everyone couldn't believe it, under this situation, this little ancestor dared to fight back.

Moreover, with Wan Lin's strength, he wouldn't be hurt by this little guy, right?

There was a plop.

Wan Lin fell down, twitched on the ground, and stopped moving!

"Ah!!!" Wan Zitong rushed up with scarlet eyes, "Lin'er, wake up! Wake up!"

However, no matter how she shouted, Wan Lin did not respond.

"Luo Xiaoman, I killed you."

Boom!

Wan Zitong's momentum was awe-inspiring, he took the dagger from Wan Lin's hand, and Chaoluo Xiaoman killed it.

Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes slightly, and the profound energy in his body became restless, ready to take an opportunity.

With a bang!

In an instant, Wan Zitong flew upside down.

what's the situation? !

Luo Xiaoman was stunned, with a dazed expression.

Everyone also looked blank, and the successive changes made them a little bit too slow.

"Hey, I said you two, why are you here?" A slouchy voice sounded, and everyone didn't think anything, but both Beiming and Xiulin were in awe.

This voice is too familiar!

"Yes, is it Elder Ji?" Beiming swallowed and said with a look of surprise.

At this moment, a tall and straight figure stood in front of Luo Xiaoman.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Ji Wuya didn't lie to himself, because he understood it wrong.

Judging from the reactions of Beiming and Xiulin, his status and status are much higher.

Elder?

This is a big man second only to the dean.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoman spit out her little tongue. She really picked up a big deal this time, and somehow accepted the elders of the Sheng Academy as apprentices. It is no wonder that Ji Wuya was so wronged at the time.

"What do you two want to do to my little friends?" Ji Wuya glanced at the imprisoned Mount Luo Mu, Mo Yuan, and Da Bai, and said coldly: "Don't you hurry up?"

Beiming and Xiulin shivered, and immediately let them go.

Afterwards, they all looked dumbfounded.

Little friend? !

Do Elder Ji and Luo Xiaoman know each other?

Or, Luo Xiaoman is Elder Ji's apprentice, otherwise, why has she been so calm since just now?

"Huh?" At this moment, Luo Xiaoman gave Ji Wuya a look and said coldly: "What do you call me? Little friend?"