Chapter 690: God Descends from Heaven 7

Li Aoqiong was naturally a proud and arrogant person, so it was only normal for him to feel unconvinced. He gritted his teeth and walked toward Great Master Rong Yun, glaring at Great Master Rong Yun before he even got close.

"May I ask why Great Master hit me? Even if I am to die, please let me die knowing the reason!" Li Aoqiong spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Great Master Rong Yun stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gentle and refined demeanor carrying a hint of a warm summer. However, his eyes were indifferent: "What did you do just now?"

Li Aoqiong subconsciously glared at Su Luo.

Could this Stinky Girl be some relative of Great Master Rong Yun? Is Great Master Rong Yun standing up for her?

Thinking of this, Li Aoqiong furrowed his brows and pointed at Su Luo: "Our Yaochi Li Family does not need Great Master Rong Yun's approval to decide who we want to kill, right?"

Who would have thought that at this moment, Great Master Rong Yun's brows would slightly furrow.

"Your Li Family wants to kill *it*?" The "it" in Great Master Rong Yun's mouth was clearly not the same person as the "she" in Li Aoqiong's mouth.

But Li Aoqiong was clearly unaware of this.

"Yes! She is the person our Yaochi Li Family must kill, so please, Great Master, do not meddle in other people's business!"

Li Aoqiong gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and shouted with a stiff neck.

Great Master Rong Yun looked at him with the eyes one might use for an idiot, and casually said three words: "You deserve to die."

Great Master Rong Yun, holding the thought of letting him die with understanding, slowly revealed the truth: "If the Little Divine Dragon were to be strangled to death by you, the entire Biluo Continent would fall into an irredeemable abyss. Comparing the two, then, it is better to sacrifice you."

"Li—Little Divine Dragon?" Li Aoqiong widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Great Master Rong Yun, "Where is the Little Divine Dragon? How could our Yaochi Li Family possibly hunt down the Little Divine Dragon? Great Master, you must be joking!"

The Dragon Clan reproduced too slowly, so they were extremely protective of their young dragons. Moreover, the Little Divine Dragon was the king of the Dragon Clan.

Given the Dragon Clan's protective and extreme nature, anyone who dared to hunt down the Little Divine Dragon would surely be tired of living, right? Their Yaochi Li Family was not that stupid.

Great Master Rong Yun did not speak either; he pointed his finger at the Little Puppy buried in Su Luo's embrace.

After being rescued, the Little Puppy's first reaction was to dart into Su Luo's embrace, its two little paws tightly clutching her clothes, shrinking into a ball in her arms with teary eyes.

Ever since Great Master Rong Yun appeared, this timid and cute Little Divine Dragon finally poked out its tiny head, its confused and innocent eyes constantly sizing up Great Master Rong Yun.

Relying on its Dragon Clan instincts, it could sense the clean and pure Spiritual Qi on Great Master Rong Yun, as clean as the ice and snow on the high plateau, not tainted with a single speck of dust.

At this moment, seeing Great Master Rong Yun point at it, the Little Divine Dragon very cooperatively nodded its little head, indicating that it was indeed the little king of the Dragon Clan.

"It? Just this Little Puppy? That's impossible!" Li Aoqiong completely disbelieved it.

However, his mind twitched slightly.

He remembered that before, when Su Luo was being strangled to death, she had said that this Little Spirit Pets was not a Little Puppy, but a Little Divine Dragon…

At that time, Su Luo was on the verge of death. As the saying goes, a dying person's words are good; could it be that she wasn't lying to him?

The more Li Aoqiong thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He stared nervously at the Little Divine Dragon…

"Since it is a misunderstanding, then this matter…" Seeing that things were already unfavorable for him, Li Aoqiong immediately decided to cup his hands and leave.

However, before he could even utter words of farewell, Great Master Rong Yun let out a cold snort.

"It is too late."

Too late? Li Aoqiong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Before he could understand what was happening, he felt a blur before his eyes, and when he focused his vision again—