Behind him, a pair of gloomy eyes were filled with crazy jealousy.
Guo Yi pulled Mu Zhiruo and stepped forward, and a voice came from the sky: "Thousands of sects, who dares to disobey!"
"I, Xuanzong, don't dare!" Li Shengtian's clenched fists loosened.
In this life, I am afraid that there is no hope of revenge. Instead of doing this, it is better to swallow this bad breath and never have any conflict with Guo Yi from now on.
"Master Guo is the most honored person in the Medicine Temple!" Chen Zongyuan stepped forward on the water.
A wooden boat slowly moved towards the center of the lake. The wooden boat had no oars, but it could glide forward. An old man on the boat bowed and said: "In Xiaoyao Valley... I respect the master!"
Thousands of sects and sects all went forward to salute, and no one refused to obey.
Guo Yi joined hands with Mu Zhiruo, standing in mid-air, accepting the gifts from thousands of sects.
Sikong stood on the wooden boat, holding the keel of the wooden boat with his hand. Unknowingly, the keel had been crushed by him. His master was killed by Guo Yi with a sword, and his most beloved woman was also abducted by Guo Yi.
"Asshole!" Sikong gritted his teeth.
Click...
As soon as the hand exerted force, the strong keel immediately shattered, and the five fingers penetrated into the iron-strong keel on the spot.
On the lake, all kinds of miraculous powers walked on the water one after another, standing in front of Guo Yi and worshiping him.
The scene was like an emperor descending and accepting the kneeling worship of his courtiers.
Guo Yi turned to look at Sikong not far away and asked, "Do you want to avenge your master?"
"Don't dare!" Sikong lowered his head. He didn't dare to let Guo Yi see his ferocious expression. He knelt on the deck with both legs: "My master acted impulsively throughout his life, so he ended up like this, and he deserves to die. But,
My master is the second sect master of Shengxu Palace. He has received countless honors in his life. Even if he dies, he must die with dignity. Therefore, I have a merciless request."
"Say!" Guo Yi nodded.
"I want to take my master back to the Holy Xu Palace and bury him on the Tianshan Mountains." Sikong said in a low voice.
"Okay!" Guo Yi didn't say much.
He took Mu Zhiruo's hand and said, "Zhiruo, let's go home!"
After saying that, Guo Yi held Mu Zhiruo with one hand, jumped up, and disappeared a hundred meters away. He soon disappeared into the king's villa.
Leaving everyone with a gorgeous figure.
In this battle, Guo Yi is afraid that he will completely become famous in the Jiuzhou Continent of China.
The previous killing of Lu Fenghua with one move was thought by many to be just a rumor. But now, Guo Yi started a bloody battle with Ding Qianqiu in front of thousands of sects, and finally killed Ding Qianqiu with the power of a sword.
Sikong dived into the bottom of the lake and retrieved Ding Qianqiu's body.
Um?
Sikong was shocked to see that Ding Qianqiu still had a trace of breath. His face darkened, and he quickly disappeared upstream of the Xiliu River with Ding Qianqiu in his arms. He quickly disappeared without attracting anyone's attention.
"A generation of heroes has just fallen!"
"I'm afraid there will be an invincible master in this world!"
Chen Zongyuan and Li Shengtian looked at the retreating figures of Guo Yi and Mu Zhiruo, with indescribable expressions on their faces. Once Ding Qianqiu dies, how can Shengxu Palace stop? Once Ni Cangtian returns, he will definitely start a war
The bloody storm.
"Ancient Dao Qing?"
"How noble a sect should this be?"
Thousands of people from thousands of sects began to discuss, and the discussion was centered around Guo Yi and his sect's ancient Daoqing Institute.
The Xiliu River is in a mess, with broken wooden boats, a large number of dead fish, and floating ice.
The willow trees on the shore also seemed to have been swept by the cold winter, and the willow leaves were no longer there.
The area was sealed off, and a ball of anger was burning.
The red figure still stood above the water, a pair of dark eyes burning with red flames. She gritted her silver teeth and said: "Master, how could you... neglect me for her?"
"I am your most beloved disciple."
"She has been missing for eight years. She is no longer the same Mu Zhiruo."
hatred!
That overwhelming hatred welled up from within.
A jealous and sour smell permeates the Xiliu River.
A burst of snow fell in the sky, causing a sigh from heaven and earth, and that sigh soon disappeared.
Gradually, all the spectators on the Xiliu River left. On the lake, there was only a red figure, like a burning flame on the cold lake. The body was red, the eyes were red, and the face was ferocious!
King's Villa.
The pair of handsome men and beautiful women, who were like a match made in heaven, cuddled up on the lounge chairs by the river, seemingly planning to vent out the pain and hatred of separation over the past eight years. The two cuddled tightly, hugged each other, and kept each other warm.
silence!
This is the best language between two people.
I can give you the greatest warmth with just my movements, the greatest comfort and relief with just my eyes, and the greatest prosperity and peace in the world with just a hug.
Mu Zhiruo sobbed softly, the pain of eight years of separation was so painful.
That year, she was only sixteen years old.
That year, she was in her prime.
That year, she had the best years of her life.
A dream broke everything, tore apart youth, shattered years, and tore apart life.
From then on, the two seemed to have lost contact with each other.
It is precisely because of this that the two of them embarked on different lives and embarked on the path of seeking strength. One became the disciple of Beiming Zunren, the other became the saint of Shengxu Palace.
The pursuit of heaven has no end, but one is about to become a sacrifice for others.
After a long time.
"Zhiruo." Guo Yi held his face as delicate as porcelain with both hands and said seriously: "I swear, I will protect you in this life. I will protect you with my life and will never let you suffer again."
No grievance at all!"
Those soft eyes, are they the joy of being together? Or the excitement of falling in love? Or the pain of separation...
Mu Zhiruo's eyes were extremely complicated, and her dark eyes contained all kinds of flavors.
"Brother Yi." Mu Zhiruo gently held Guo Yi's hand and said: "Life is so short, some things, some people... Once you walk out of your life, why bother to keep it? I am already a saint.
The saint of the palace, you are also a famous hero in the martial arts world. You and I have different paths..."
"No!" Guo Yi shook his head and said, "I will never allow you to walk out of my life, not even for a minute!"
This is a promise, it’s an oath!
What is left will eventually be found.
It took eight years of struggle, eight years of hard work, and eight years of pain.
I missed you for eight years, suffered for eight years, and carried you for eight years.
finally!
Still got her back.
"Brother Yi." Mu Zhiruo stared at Guo Yi and said, "Do you love me?"
"Love, these past eight years, I have loved you, missed you, and missed you all the time." Guo Yi hugged Mu Zhiruo tightly, and then said: "Do you know? I have always been
I'm looking for you, I've looked for Liu Ting, I've looked for Hou San, I've looked for many of my former classmates, but there's no news about you!"
