Chapter 607 (1/2)

Aung San Ming was paralyzed. He could smell the blood in the lion's mouth!

You can even see the white teeth in the lion's mouth!

Is he going to be buried in the lion's mouth, torn and bitten by these beasts?

Gasping for breath in horror, Aung San Ming grabs the thin sword from the bullfight and intends to fight for self-defense.

He suddenly saw Lin Muyun still standing motionless in the middle of the Colosseum. He didn't know how to dodge.

This surnamed Lin was so scared that he didn't move?

Angshan Ming roared: ”waste, don't hurry to escape!”

The three beasts also found the challenger, and were immediately provoked with ferocity and rushed to the forest Twilight cloud!

At this time, the forest evening cloud slowly raised his head and cheered coldly.

”Kneel down!”

A clear drink!

His tone is light, and his voice is not big, but it is like a clear bell, breaking through the bursts of noise, directly transmitted to everyone's brain!

”Bang”

as if they saw their natural enemies, they knelt down on their knees to Lin Muyun!

They are crawling on the ground and dare not move at all!

”Bang”

in Aung San Ming's brain, when she heard the word ”kneel down”, she felt a strong pressure.

This pressure is like the top of Mount Tai, so that he can't help kneeling down in front of Lin Muyun.

”Bang!”

”Bang!”

”Bang!”

The whole crowd could not be controlled at the same time.

Even angshan Cheng couldn't resist the pressure in his head. He felt a shiver all over his body. His knees could not help kneeling on the ground, trembling slightly.

On the round platform, a bright ceiling lamp shines down from the sky.

In a bunch of bright light, there is only a figure standing quietly, standing tall.

In a dark background, only a bunch of snow light, shining on the stage of the forest Twilight clouds.

Under the light, his face is cold and his eyes are indifferent, but he seems to be the emperor who is proud of the world, and his whole body is faintly imposing.

The whole world is crawling at his feet, bowing to his submission.

As if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

Unstoppable!

Lin Twilight cloud glanced at the crowd, lowered his head, and said faintly to ang Shan Ming.

”What are you doing on your knees? Get up.”

The cold voice made Aung Shan Ming shake all over his body. He even shivered. The whole person seemed to wake up from the chaos.

He was stunned for a few seconds and looked up at the forest.

The other party is still a common dress, his face is indifferent, his eyes are not sad or happy, but his eyes seem to contain the whole world.

Aung San Ming regained consciousness, but did not stand up. For the first time, she bowed down to Lin Muyun in accordance with the local etiquette.

”Master Lin, thank you for saving lives twice.”

In the full view of the public, ang Shanming lies on the ground and is respectful to Lin Twilight cloud. After three big rites, he climbs up respectfully and stands aside honestly.

With such a distinguished status as ang Shanming, he even knelt down in front of all the people and bowed to an ordinary dressed man.

Everyone in the stands was shocked!

Who is this young man who can make the brilliant young man kneel down?