"Entering the ranking of the hero list depends on your strength and your fate with our palace lord! In my opinion, your husband definitely has such strength. If so, why not follow our rules of the game? In this way, All of us are still in harmony, don't we have a good time with each other?"

"Okay! Then we'll see you tomorrow!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly turned around, and after taking a step, Youdi looked sideways again.

"Your palace lord... male or female?"

"Of course it's a man!"

"Young or old?"

"young"

Ling Luoyu's lips curved a sharp arc: "Then I take the liberty to ask... his appearance should be more pleasing to the eye, isn't it ugly?"

Yang Guang didn't understand why Ling Luoyu would ask such a question, and didn't know how to answer it for a while.

After all, when asked by a middle-aged man, how awkward it was.

"Haha..."

Ling Luoyu laughed and turned and waved.

"Tell you the palace lord, tomorrow...I will come personally-visit!!"

She bit the word "visit" very hard!

At the moment she waved and turned around, an invisible force was released from her hand, passed through the barrier in an instant, and hit Yang Guang's chest.

"boom!"

Yang Guang was suddenly stressed and couldn't help but backed up two or three steps before he stood firm in embarrassment.

A strand of blood ran down the corners of his lips, dripping down his clothes.

When he raised his head again, Ling Luoyu's figure had disappeared.

"how come?"

He looked up at the enchantment in disbelief.

The barrier should be able to block external attacks, but why couldn't it resist Ling Luoyu's blow?

That's all, it hurts his body instead.

"She is already merciful!" A purple-black figure appeared beside him silently.

"Master!"

Yang Guang quickly bowed his head respectfully, but couldn't help but coughed twice before coughing up blood again.

Wiping off the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Sorry Master, my disciple has lost your face!"

"Shame?"

Under the moonlight, a stream of light flashed from the golden mask, falling into the ink-stained eyes, rippling.

"If you lose in her hands, you are not ashamed! Besides, if she really does, you will lose your life!"

Yang Guang's eyes moved slightly: "Master...know who she is?"

"of course!"

"Compared with her...who has a higher cultivation base?"

"Naturally it is her! In front of her, I will always be a loser!"

"Really?!" Yang Guangzhen raised his head in horror, and subconsciously touched his heart: "Her cultivation base...so much higher than the master? Then I really took my life just now!"

The corners of his lips twitched, and he sighed.

"Master, the disciple didn't mean anything else, just that...your cultivation level is all the same, and there are others higher than your cultivation base... Then who is she and what kind of cultivation level does she have?"

"Haha..." The man suddenly smiled: "I lost to her, not because of my cultivation base..."

What this said!

It's not because of the cultivation base, but the momentum?

To be honest, he hadn't felt Ling Luoyu's aura yet, but he had learned how Master's aura was.

That kind of shocking energy is enough to make people surrender!

"Master, this one who wins or loses...isn't it just the level of cultivation? Unless, what else can be compared?"