Chapter 710
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"If I don't come out, this guy will keep tugging at your clothes." Qianbei Ye furrowed his brows and glanced at the corner of Gu Ruoyun's clothes that had been touched by the man. He then spoke in an aggrieved manner, "I don't want these clothes anymore."
"Alright," Gu Ruoyun smiled gently, "I'll go change into a new set of clothes after this."
Hearing this, Qianbei Ye's expression softened and his lips curled into a devastatingly beautiful smile. However, when he turned to look at the deathly pale Kun Nan who was sprawled on the ground, his peerless smile slowly disappeared. A powerful aura erupted from his body and pressed towards Kun Nan once again.
So powerful!
Kun Nan was shocked and stared in astonishment at the man before him.
He had felt the Sect Master's coercion before but this man's aura was even more powerful than the Sect Master's.
But the Sect Master is already a high-level Martial Honor? Someone more powerful than the Sect Master, could it be...
A Martial Supreme!
These two words crashed into his mind and caused Kun Nan's entire body to tremble.
It's all my Master's fault. If it had not been for him, I would never have fallen into such a dangerous situation!
It's all his fault!
Kun Nan gritted his teeth hatefully at the thought of this. He had completely forgotten who had dragged his Master into this mess because of Shi Yun and who had lost face in front of so many people. That was why he had tried every possible way to exact his revenge.
It was a pity that his Master, the Honorable Sir Lingshang, had wholeheartedly thought of his disciple. It was also because of his disciple that he had become enemies with Gu Ruoyun.
In the end, he had done so much but in the end, he had become the person Kun Nan hated the most.
If he were to find out about this, he would probably be angered to death!
Boom!
Qianbei Ye's aura increased once again. At this moment, Kun Nan could clearly hear the sound of his bones cracking. He then felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his body, making it hard for him to breathe.
For powerful cultivators, even their coercion can take a person's life!
This was what his Master had told him before but he had never believed it. Now, he finally found out that there really were people in this world who could take a person's life with just their coercion.
Kun Nan's body gradually became paralyzed. Fresh blood spurted from his body, dyeing his entire body red. If anyone who was unaware of the situation were to pass by at this moment, they would be extremely shocked.
Because there was nothing pressing down on Kun Nan's body, he slowly turned into a meat patty. It was an extremely disgusting sight.
"Yun 'er, let's go."
Qianbei Ye retracted his gaze and no longer looked at the flattened Kun Nan. However, when he looked at Gu Ruoyun, the man who had been brimming with murderous intent instantly retracted his murderous aura. His smile was as beautiful as a flower and it was indescribable.
"Yun 'er, are you angry?"
Seeing that Gu Ruoyun did not speak, Qianbei Ye's smile slowly disappeared. His face was full of grievance: "Who asked him to pull you just now?"
Mei Xue and the rest, who were originally surprised by the quick change in Qianbei Ye's expression, could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths when they heard this.
Just because the other party pulled her, this man ended up killing the other party?
Of course, Gu Ruoyun knew Qianbei Ye's temper like the back of her hand.
For so many years, as long as someone dared to touch a single hair of hers, this man would not hesitate to start a massacre! The premise was that those people were her enemies! For example, Zuo Shangchen, Zixie, and that brat Ye Nuo. No matter how much Qianbei Ye disliked having them by her side, she would never really hurt them.
"Xiao Ye," Gu Ruoyun collected her thoughts and asked, "How's your recovery?"
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