Traveling through time, collecting handsome men, even the master can't escape!

As expected, the other party was of considerable background. Ling Mo's father was the vice president of Tianyuan Taoist Academy, just like Wu Yuying's master Xue Wuran.

I just don't know who is stronger between the two of them, and the memory in my mind doesn't explain it.

Not only that, Ling Mo also has an elder brother who is in the Nascent Soul stage and is an elder of the Taoist temple.

No wonder he was different from others and dared to challenge her face to face. It turned out that he had a backer behind him.

In order to become the vice president of Tianyuan Taoist Academy, there is a certain requirement. One's cultivation must break through the great perfection of the heavenly realm and reach the realm of half-step breaking into the void.

As for age, there is no limit.

Moreover, just as Wu Yuying guessed, this Ling Mo indeed had a grudge against the former Wu Yuying.

The reason is that Ding Ao's cultivation is not as good as Wu Yuying's, and he is not as good as her in other aspects.

At that time, Wu Yuying's cultivation level was the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and he was at the fifth level of Qi Condensation.

Therefore, he felt resentful and often made things difficult for Wu Yunying behind her back and spoke ill of her.

However, Wu Yuying never took him seriously in the past. She completely ignored his various behind-the-scenes operations and focused on cultivation, not caring about worldly affairs.

Ling Mo was very angry about Wu Yuying's disregard. Since he couldn't do it secretly, he decided to do it openly.

So, he became anxious. One time, he brought a few younger brothers and blocked Wu Yunying outside her practice room. He mocked her in various ways and said all kinds of shameless words.

As a result, he and the few brothers he brought with him were severely beaten by Wu Yuying and had to lie in bed for half a month.

Not only that, even the tens of thousands of spirit stones in his storage bag fell into Wu Yuying's pocket.

As the saying goes, if the younger one is beaten, the older one will come. When Ling Mo was beaten, his father Ling Ao would definitely not be able to hold back.

That’s right, Ling Mo’s father Ling Ao showed up.

As the saying goes, like son, like father. Judging from Ling Mo's appearance, his father Ling Ao is not much better.

However, Ling Aogui was the vice president and for the sake of his reputation, he did not take action against Wu Yuying, a junior. Instead, he went to Xue Wuran's cave to ask for an explanation.

Ling Ao asked Wu Yuying to apologize to Ling Mo in front of all the disciples of the Taoist temple. As for the matter of the spirit stone, he did not mention it.

However, Xue Wu Ran ignored Ling Ao's unreasonable request. He was extremely tough and spoke boldly.

"Things between the juniors should be resolved by the juniors themselves. I will not interfere. However, if you dare to attack my disciple, I will treat your son in the same way."

Xue Wu Ran’s meaning was very clear. Your son was beaten because he is not strong enough. If he has the ability, let your son fight back.

Ling Ao knew that he had met a tough guy, but he didn't expect that Xue Wu Ran would be more protective of him than he was.

Since Xue Wu Ran had made it clear, he certainly couldn't get back his position, so he could only leave Xue Wu Ran's cave in shame.

Wu Yuying slowly absorbed the memory and sneered in her heart: "Heh... So he was the defeated general from that year?"

However, she thought of one thing: Ling Mo was indeed defeated by her back then.

But now... I have no skills at all, what can I use to fight him? Looking at Ling Mo's attitude, it is clear that he wants to get back at his former position. If I don't know what's best for me, I will definitely suffer today.

Moreover, many disciples around had noticed the situation on their side and gathered around to watch the fun.

"Alas... I can only play the role of a turtle for a while..." Wu Yuying sighed in her heart.

She also wants to act cool, but her strength doesn't allow it!

Wu Yuying looked at Ling Mo and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"I wonder if Brother Ling Mo has any advice for me?"

Ling Mo on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, staring at Wu Yuying in astonishment.

He seemed not to have expected Wu Yuying to call him like that, and for a moment he was unable to come back to his senses.

Wu Yuying looked at Ling Mo in a daze and frowned. She still had to go to the practice room to practice. She didn't have time to chat with him here, so she said again.

"Brother Ling Mo? If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first!" After saying that, Wu Yuying turned around and continued walking towards the third floor, dragging her sore legs.

At this time, Ling Mo's teasing voice came from behind.

"Wait! Wu Yuying? What did you call me just now?"

"You call me Brother Ling Mo? Did I hear you right? The famous leader of the Qi Condensation Ranking actually calls me, a nobody, Brother Ling Mo?" Ling Mo's tone was full of amusement.

"Master Ling, Master Ling, you heard it right. He did call you like that just now. I heard it." An inner sect disciple who was watching the fun said on the side.

"Oh? I thought I heard it wrong?"

"So? It's true!"

"However, the voice was too soft just now. I didn't hear it. Wu Yunying, call out to me again." Ling Mo walked slowly to Wu Yunying, squinted his eyes, and looked down at her condescendingly.

At the same time, an invisible aura surged from his body and rushed straight towards Wu Yuying.

Wu Yuying felt the momentum and thought to herself that something was wrong. She wanted to retreat, but her legs were unable to move.

In just a moment, the momentum enveloped Wu Yuying. Although it did not cause any substantial harm, an invisible pressure appeared out of nowhere above her and pressed down on her.

"Tear..." Wu Yuying grinned, her body shook violently, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The legs, which were already sore, began to tremble slightly under this pressure.

At this time, Ling Mo's voice sounded again.

"Wu Yuying, you seem to be shaking. I think you can't hold on for much longer. It will be so embarrassing if you kneel in front of me later!"

"However, for the sake of our past friendship, as long as you call me Brother Ling, I will let you go today and let you go to the third floor."

"Otherwise? Humph!" After saying that, Ling Mo's momentum increased even more.

"Ah..." Wu Yuying couldn't help but scream. Her face looked very ugly, almost distorted. The sweat on her forehead was getting more and more. Her legs were already bent and she was about to give up.

"Think of a solution quickly, think of a solution quickly." Wu Yuying thought to herself.

She quickly glanced around, but she found that those who came to watch were basically inner and outer disciples, and there were no direct disciples.

Given their identities, they certainly wouldn't dare to go against Ling Mo. They were just watching the fun from the sidelines. It would be impossible for him to use them to escape from trouble.

As for his master Xue Wu Ran, it seemed unlikely that he would appear here, and the sound transmission ring could not be used. This idea was also rejected by Wu Yuying.

But who can help him now?

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something, and she quickly shouted in her heart.

"Flower boy! Flower boy!"

No response...

"Oh! I seem to have forgotten there is a secret code!"

"Little baby, little cutie, come out quickly!"

However, there was still no reaction in my mind.

"My pretty boy! You didn't even come out when I called the correct signal? You let me down at the critical moment?" Wu Yuying shouted anxiously in her heart.

She could no longer hold on, her legs were almost touching the ground, and Ling Mo's pressure was getting stronger and stronger.

Wu Yuying? Look at you, you can't even withstand my pressure at the third level, and you still have the nerve to go to the third level! "

"What do you think? Are you still the Wu Yuying from three years ago?"

"Today, if you don't shout, forget about going to the third floor!" Ling Mo sneered.

Wu Yuying raised her head with difficulty, looked at Ling Mo coldly, gritted her teeth, and spoke word by word.

"You...are...dreaming!"

"What did you say?" Ling Mo's face changed, his aura surged, and the pressure like a tide was superimposed on Wu Yuying.

Suddenly, Wu Yuying could no longer hold on. Her body went limp and her legs fell to the ground. Her consciousness gradually became blurred and she slowly closed her eyes.

However, when she lost consciousness, two voices rang in his ears almost at the same time. One of them was very familiar to him, it was Ling Mo's, but there was also an unfamiliar voice with a hint of coldness in it.

"Wu Yuying, kneel down!"

"Ling Mo, forgive others when you can. Why are you being so aggressive?"

At this moment, a white rainbow passed through the sky, sank into the place, and turned into a white figure.

The man was dressed in a white robe, carrying a white sword on his back, with delicate features and a very young appearance.

The next second, he appeared beside Wu Yuying and reached out to grab Wu Yuying who was about to kneel on the ground.

"Big Brother!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in white, with fanaticism and respect on their faces.

The young man in white glanced at Ling Mo, his eyes without any emotion. The latter shuddered violently, fear showing on his face, and he quickly bent down and bowed to the young man in white.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Chenxuan!"