Jiuyang Juemai

Ling Luoyu, dressed in white, slowly walked into the hall.

In the entire hall, everyone's gazes turned at the same time, all focused on Ling Luoyu.

"Who is this young man! I really admire his courage! But I admire him, this young man is definitely dead!"

"It's really a young man. I don't know which sect this young man is a disciple of. I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

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All the guests in the hall were discussing in low voices. In the entire Xuanming Xiuxianland, I don’t know that there are young monks who admire this purple butterfly fairy. The man in white was regarded as a disciple of a certain practice school who was obsessed with Fairy Purple Butterfly, and he didn't think of anything else at all.

"You! Courting death!" Ancestor Wan Miao's expression changed, he shouted angrily, his figure flashed, turned into an afterimage, and punched Ling Luoyu.

The identity of Wanmiao Patriarch Xuanming Immortal Realm No.1 was not blown out after all, this punch seemed to cut through the air, causing bursts of whistling sounds, and the place where the punch passed was like a hurricane sweeping by. Usually, even the guests who are a little closer are staggered by the blow.

"What a handsome young man, it's a pity to die like this! What did you do when you ran out?" Many people secretly felt sorry for the young man in white, but they could only think in their hearts, Absolutely no one dared to speak out, in their hearts, they were extremely jealous of this Wan Miao ancestor.

No one thought that the young man in white would be able to receive this punch.

"Luo Yu!" Qin Zidie exclaimed. "If you want to die, let us die together!"

When the young man whom I had dreamed of countless times, who had always made me feel guilty, finally appeared in front of my eyes, Qin Zidie had already forgotten about the rise and fall of his sect, his personal future, and saw that young man's life was dying. , Qin Zidie pounced on him, trying to block the punch for the boy.

"That day, I hurt him mercilessly. Maybe it is my best choice to compensate him with my own life!" This is Qin Zidie's only thought at the moment.

However, Qin Zidie is only a mere peak of foundation building, and it is incomparable to the Jindan period of ancestor Wanmiao, not to mention that this punch was struck by ancestor Wanmiao with all his strength when he was extremely angry. How could Qin Zidie be able to stop a punch? Just being swept lightly by the wind of the fist, Qin Zidie was immediately swept away by more than ten feet and hit the stone wall of the hall.

"It's okay, Zidie, just because he can't hurt me!" A gentle voice sounded, Qin Zidie only felt her body lighten, a big hand gently wrapped around her light waist, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Luo Yu, it's really you! It's great that you're fine!" Looking at the familiar face in front of her, Qin Zidie's mood was extremely surging.

At some point, the young man in white at the entrance of the main hall suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Ancestor Wan Miao's full-strength punch shook the main hall door slightly, but the target was gone. Of course, what he did was completely useless. It worked.

"Don't worry! Zidie, I'm here. No one dares to force you to do things you don't want!" Looking at Qin Zidie who was half lying in his arms, Ling Luoyu frowned slightly.

Ling Luoyu never forgot what happened that day, and for Qin Zidie in front of him, he couldn't tell whether it was love?still hate?

But whether it's love or hate, after all, there was a relationship between them and a good memory. He absolutely doesn't want to see someone force Qin Zidie to ignore him.

First love is beautiful!But what everyone's first love brings is basically pain!First love is also the most unforgettable for a long time, this is absolutely undeniable!Perhaps, Ling Luoyu at this moment is like this!

"Are you Patriarch Wan Miao?" Slowly raising his head, Ling Luoyu glanced at Patriarch Wan Miao and said coldly.

"Who is this kid? You are so courageous that you even dare to snatch my wife from my ancestor!" Seeing Zidie half lying in Ling Luoyu's embrace, the ancestor Wan Miao's face turned blue with anger, obviously Already very angry.

"I'm Ling Luoyu, just a nobody!" Ling Luoyu smiled lightly, and said again: "Originally, when I came to Wanmiao Valley, I planned to ask you to settle a small account, but what? Now there is an extra sum!"

"I swore before that if anyone dares to touch my relatives and friends, I will definitely kill him! Originally, you Wanmiao Valley disciples provoked my family in the secular world, and I just planned to kill my family. If you hand over your sect's practice formulas, you will be spared! But now..."

"Zi Die is my friend, and you actually forced him to marry you, leaving an arm for yourself! If you want me to do something, there is only one result - death!" Ling Luoyu's tone changed, and he said sharply.

"You are Ling Luoyu? Ling Luoyu of Xuansha Sect?" Ancestor Wan Miao must have heard about what happened in the secular world. Hearing Ling Luoyu's name, Ancestor Wan Miao was startled suddenly.

"Hahaha! What a lot of tone, I want to see what amazing supernatural powers you have learned in the past few years!" He didn't have any scruples, but hearing that Ling Luoyu was so arrogant that he asked him to keep his own arm, how could Patriarch Wan Miao bear it!

A flash of golden light flashed from Ancestor Wanmiao's body, and a mighty armor appeared on Ancestor Wanmiao's body, and then Ancestor Wanmiao opened his mouth, and blurted out a golden flying sword. It even spun around the Wanmiao Patriarch automatically and quickly.

"A magic weapon! There is still this thing? I want this flying sword!" With a slight smile, Ling Luoyu put down the purple butterfly, and slowly pushed towards Patriarch Wan Miao step by step.

As soon as the flying sword came out, Ling Luoyu immediately concluded that the flying sword was a magic weapon. Although it was only the lowest level magic weapon, it was a magic weapon after all!Ling Luoyu himself has very few magic weapons now, so when he saw this magic weapon, he was of course very interested.

In fact, with Ling Luoyu's current physical strength, this magic weapon can't hurt him at all, even his fists are far more powerful than this magic weapon!He is interested in this thing, but he just hopes to get it back and use it for other people in Piaoxue Villa!

Seeing Ling Luoyu walk in, Ancestor Wan Miao squeezed the seal formula in his hand and pointed at the flying sword, which turned into a golden light and shot straight at Ling Luoyu.