Chapter 293

"Yes." The two teenagers responded and stepped forward.

"Hand out."

Mo Ye said, frowning slightly as he stared at their shrunken hands. After the two of them stretched out their hands in fear, his hand held one of them, but the moment they touched it, he only felt goosebumps. It appeared out of nowhere, and the meaning of rejection was even obvious. There was no strange and exciting feeling when holding the little monk's hand.

He withdrew his hand almost instantly, his face sank, the breath in the air became icy cold as his face sank, and the two youngsters turned pale in shock, and cold sweat oozes out.

Mo Ye endured the discomfort in his heart and reached out to hold the other boy's hand. The teenager may have guessed something, and seemed to be suspicious of something, so he tentatively held Mo Ye's hand back, but the next moment he was thrown out.

"presumptuous!"

Mo Ye snorted angrily in a deep voice, raised his hand and swung it, and the powerful aura of spiritual energy poured out from his body, and threw the boy directly out of the room and smashed it into the yard outside.

"puff!"

The young man exclaimed, and the moment he smashed to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted directly.

The other boy was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, trembling and didn't dare to look up.

Heifeng and Anichi were originally standing outside the door. After seeing this scene, their hearts became a little heavy. If they guessed correctly, the master should want to try it. Does he feel the same way about Master Tang for other teenagers?

"Drag out!" Mo Ye drank with a sullen face, looking coldly at the fainted teenager.

"Yes!" Hei Feng responded and quickly took the person out.

"Get out too!" The deep and icy gaze fell on the boy who was kneeling on the ground, like three feet of ice, making people shudder.

"Yes." The young man responded with a trembling voice, and scrambling back out.

An Yi paused at the door, then walked in, bowed his hands and bowed, and said, "Master, there are some things I have to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Mo Ye glanced at him and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

"Yes." An Yi responded, raised his head to look at him and said, "This subordinate feels that the master is not suitable to stay in Tianlong City."

Mo Ye sat at the table and wiped his hands with a handkerchief: "Why?"

An Yi took a deep breath and said, "Because of Master Tang." When he said it, he seemed to let out a sigh of relief, so he no longer hid the words, but continued: "Master has already surpassed Master Tang. The friendship between friends, the master's seven emotions and six desires are drawn by Tang master, the master will be happy because of Tang master, and he will be angry because of Tang master, master..."

"To shut up!"

Mo Ye drank coldly, and slapped his palm on the table with a heavy thud. His sharp eyes swept towards the dark with icy coldness, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Do you know what you are talking about!"

An Yi knelt down because of his anger, and after hearing his words, he said: "This subordinate knows, but, this subordinate can't watch the master sink into the mud! If you pull away now, it's not too late, master... "

"Presumptuous!" Mo Ye stood up as a whole, and his aura stopped.

Heifeng dragged the man out and came back, but when he heard An Yi's words and his master's anger, he ran in quickly: "An Yi! You are crazy!"