C2365 On Video
It had been five years since he left the school. During these five years, Ye Tianloong had to remind himself that the humiliation of being kicked out of the school had to be repaid double.1
So for the past five years, he had been cultivating every day, constantly thinking about how to develop his own level of Talisman and how to make his battle strength stronger and stronger. In reality, he had also done it. From the moment he left the Maoshan Sect, he only had Bright Strength, and currently, his strength had already reached the early stage of the Dissolving Strength.
No one knew how much he had suffered and how much he had been humiliated, but it no longer mattered. The important thing is that he's back now, and the most frustrating thing about the sect is that he's changed his master. He wanted to rule over the Maoshan Sect; he wanted the Maoshan Sect to become his own tool.
Even though he had encountered a lot of things along the way, they had already become a stepping stone for him to move forward. Killing a lot of people … … Having experienced love before, besides, the more important thing was that the flames of hatred in his heart were burning hotter and hotter.
It was as if the Talisman that he had thrown out, had its lips move and let out a sound, under the urging of these sounds, the Talisman exploded into a violent flame. All of the disciples from the Maoshan Sect were gathered together, burning and burning once again. Shrill cries rang by his ears, making him feel better than he had ever felt before. The resentment in his heart also slowly disappeared along with the miserable cries rising and falling.
Yes, the scene in front of him was exactly what he wanted to see. He wanted to prostrate everyone at his feet, but he didn't know why he had a vague feeling of unease in his heart. It was as if something was messing around and something was stopping his energy from flowing.
Suddenly, he discovered that there was a small part of space that had been isolated by the intense flames. This unbelievable state caused Ye Tianlong to furrow his brows. One must know that the temperature of these flames was as high as 2000 degrees. But now, there was actually someone who was completely unharmed by the flames. What was going on?
"Brother Ye, your expression right now is exactly the same as when we first met. We're old acquaintances, so there's no need to pretend anymore, right?"
Lin Fann's voice suddenly sounded out, causing Ye Tianlong to retract his thoughts. What entered his eyes was Lin Fann's harmless face. He seemed to have an indescribable pressure that continuously surged forward and spread out in all directions with him as the center.
Although he felt it was unbelievable, it was impossible. However, reality happened and Lin Fann acted very naturally, as if everything could be done in a matter of seconds with a wave of his hand. Is that possible, perhaps, and indeed it is.
"Aren't you curious? Why can I order the disciples of the Maoshan Sect? Why can I let Yin Zhiping go back to shore? Too many reasons, don't you want to know the reason? "
Suddenly, he received a message from Old Master on WeChat. The reply was very simple, with only three words: Turn on video. So Lin Fann turned on the video live broadcast and asked the whole story according to the development of the story. That was what Old Master wanted to know.
"Even if you didn't say it, I still know the reason. The fact that that old fogey Zhang Zhiwei was able to hand his disciple over to an outsider like you showed his trust in you. Laughable, truly ridiculous. Even I don't believe that he would actually believe in an outsider. "
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