Chapter 1411: Silence
Mo Ruohe floated down like a feather, landing without the slightest sound.
He stared at Yang Luo expressionlessly and said, "It’s just my bad luck to encounter you, Yang Luo."
Hearing this, Yang Luo felt even more awkward, wishing he could just find a crevice to crawl into.
Over fifteen million beings burst into laughter.
As someone who had reached the level of Supreme Sanctity of Heavenly Dao, Yang Luo was indeed powerful, but there was still a considerable gap between him and Mo Ruohe.
Even though Mo Ruohe was considered an average case, he remained a legend among the Human Clan.
"Yang Luo must feel awkward now, right? Still acting so arrogant?"
"I seriously suspect the Great Emperor picked him out on purpose!"
"I feel the same, it’s hilarious."
"How is Yang Luo going to die?"
"Master Mo, blow him up!"