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Even though Wen Huaili had extremely high cultivation and superb strength, he still couldn't withstand the siege of two super strong men from the Void Realm. As a result, he was seriously injured and flew out like a kite.

The old guy's face turned sallow, and he felt that all his ribs were broken. The severe pain was unbearable. There was a look of fear in his eyes. He turned around in panic, forcing himself not to fall, and wanted to fly away from here and escape, but he was only injured.

It was too heavy, and even the advantage of being able to fly freely for a super strong person could not be maintained. The body swayed like an eagle with a broken wing, and the speed also dropped a lot.

The people who were watching could see it clearly, and pointed their fingers in the air and shouted loudly, "The old beast is about to escape, we must not let him go."

"The old immortal calls himself Thousand Jue Sword, but he was defeated by King Ling and simply came here to seek death..."

Sima Yanran also said loudly: "Prince Ling, you must not let the old beast escape. He will be responsible for endless troubles. Just kill him."

"Don't worry, the old guy can't run away. He will definitely die without a burial place." Qiu Yu's response came from the air. His left hand shook, and the golden spiritual energy condensed into a long rope, flying like lightning.

He went over and wrapped himself around Wen Huaili's body, strangling him fiercely.

At this moment, the famous cultivator no longer had the majesty he had before. He struggled desperately with fear in his eyes, and cursed hysterically: "Little bastard, let go of me quickly, or I will never be done with you..." However, the more he went,

As he pulled away, the rope became more tightly wound like a long snake, sinking deeply into his flesh, making the bones of his arms creak, as if they were about to break at any time, and the muscles on his painful face twitched violently.

He no longer has the majesty he once had and has completely become a prisoner.

As Qiu Yu pulled back with his left hand, the rope came with Wen Huaili and hung it in front of him. He was as embarrassed as an old dog, but he held on and said with a strong attitude: "Boy, please be clear to me.

...I am the young prince's mentor and the third prince's confidant. If you dare to kill me, just wait until you are torn into pieces by the prince and his son..."

"You bastard..." Qiu Yu scolded angrily, and said in a deep voice: "What a bullshit prince, you have reached such a state, and you still want to use them and his son to suppress me, just dream."

A gust of fragrant wind filled the air, Xing Ling flashed over, raised her beautiful eyebrows, murderous intent emerged in her misty eyes, and coldly snorted: "Why are you talking nonsense to him? Just kill him and destroy his soul.

So that the old thing will never be able to stand up again."

Qiu Yu smiled sinisterly, "Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him like this, old beast? I have my own way of punishing this guy, just watch." After saying this, this guy's shot was like lightning, with several golden rays.

Flash, inject Wen Huaili's acupuncture point, sealing the opponent's meridians.

As a result, Wen Huaili felt that his hands and feet had lost all feeling, as if he were paralyzed. He was horrified and said in a trembling voice: "What on earth did you do to me, you bastard? What happened... I can't move my arms and legs."

Already..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiu Yu pulled back his hand, and the golden rope disappeared, causing the old guy's body to fall downwards. Because the spiritual energy in his body could not be driven, he had no ability, and became almost like an ordinary person, directly

It fell on the grass, took a mouthful of mud, and almost broke into pieces.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" This guy spat out dirt with grass roots in his mouth, and screamed in pain. He looked like a super strong person in the realm of virtuality, and he was clearly a beggar who was beaten up.

Qiu Yu ordered: "Lock him up, and I will take care of him personally when the time comes." More than ten soldiers swarmed over, lifted up the old guy and left, because he was wailing and was slapped hard in the mouth by the soldiers.

He cursed angrily: "Be honest, you will look good if you cry again..." The poor and dignified Qianjue Sword ended up like this, he was worse than a pig or a dog.

Just before coming here, Wen Huaili accepted the assassination mission from the young prince, and received Zhao Zhuo's personal promise that if Qiu Yu was eliminated, he would be named the Great Protector of the Country, and he would be on the same level as Guoping, and he would enjoy endless glory.

Wealth and honor. The old guy was smug and arrogant, thinking that he could easily gain fame and that he actually had the strength to destroy Qiu Yu. However, something unexpected happened. The appearance of Xing Ling ruined his plan and completely reversed the situation. He failed to steal the chicken, but instead lost it.

How sad!

In the night, Qiu Yu's eyes were like stars. Although he was injured, he did not lose the majesty of King Ling at all. His tall body was suspended in the air, ignoring the pain in his shoulders. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the opposite side with kind eyes.

Xing Ling was wearing a soldier's clothes, and his delicate and graceful body looked empty inside, looking nondescript and a bit funny.

The previous fierce battle was extremely dangerous, and the hat Xing Ling was wearing was knocked off by the strong airflow, revealing a head of cloud-like hair, blown by the breeze, and lined with that flawless face, as elegant as a fairy, which made Xing Ling even more excited.

Qiu Yu couldn't take his eyes off it and thought it was so beautiful!

Everyone on the ground looked up and watched. Sima Yanran noticed that Qiu Yu was smiling, and she felt a little sour in her heart. However, she had to admit that they were a perfect couple. The man had extraordinary aura, and the woman was naturally beautiful. She was simply born with them.

They are a perfect couple, a perfect match for the location, and in her opinion, they are also very well matched in age. They both look like they are eighteen or nineteen years old. I am afraid that there will never be such an extraordinary couple in the world.

Apparently this woman misunderstood and thought Qiu Yu and Xing Ling were a couple, but she never expected that the young girl was very old, much older than her!

"You finally appeared again!" Qiu Yu sighed happily, feeling as warm as the spring breeze blowing in his heart.

"Of course, I'm afraid that next year will be the anniversary of your kid's death, so I have no choice but to show up." Xing Ling pouted.

"So, you have been secretly following me and protecting me?" Qiu Yu asked in confusion.

However, Xing Ling has always had a weird temper. This sentence seemed to expose her negative temper. She said angrily: "Bah, what kind of treasure do you think you are? You are worthy of my protection. Don't be so stinky. It's just me."

We met by chance, do you understand by chance? Don't think you are so important."

Obviously, this woman cannot forget a certain past event. The brat took huge risks to deal with her enemies in order to save the beauty. However, she tried to stop her again and again, but to no avail. They broke up with each other and Qiu Yu almost died. She still remembers it.

, it’s hard to avoid being worried about it.

Qiu Yu also guessed that women are inevitably a little petty, no matter how old or advanced they are, but Xing Ling didn't hesitate to stop her with harsh words like "we are strangers again". In short, it was all for his own good, and this boy had a clear mind.

Yes, of course I appreciate it, but how can I be familiar with it? He said with a smile: "I know, I just misunderstood. You just happened to pass by..."

Having said this, he suppressed a smile and glanced at the soldier's clothes the other party was wearing, thinking to himself, no matter how tough you are, it's not obvious, you are hiding in the team to protect me, you just don't want to admit it, that's fine, it's up to you.

alright.

Noticing the weird look in the brat's eyes, Xing Ling reacted immediately, a blush appeared on her pretty white face, and said angrily: "Don't look at me. If you dare to look at me again, I'll poke your eyeballs out..."


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