Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 162 Only the strongest wins or loses (510)

Looking at the woman in front of him who looked like the incarnation of a fairy, a trace of reminiscence flashed through Wang Chongyang's round eyes.

Once upon a time, the woman in front of him was at his fingertips. As long as he was willing, he could become the best divine couple with her at any time.

Unfortunately, as Wuyouzi once said, Lin Chaoying's love is too easy for Wang Chongyang to get.

It's so simple that he can have it in his hand anytime he wants it.

Because of this, he was unwilling, just because he believed deep down in his heart that she was his. But now, after she left, he realized that no one would wait for him stupidly all his life!

Lin Chaoying looked solemn, her eyes fell on Wang Chongyang, and she said word by word: "Wang Chongyang, everything between you and me has passed. From now on, that past has gone with the wind. I want to go back now." I’m looking for my husband, see you later.”

Before he finished speaking, the beauty in front of Wang Chongyang turned into a scent of fragrance and disappeared in front of his eyes.

And watching the other party leave, Wang Chongyang weakly stretched out a slender palm, as if to catch it, but in the end he just grabbed a handful of breeze.

Swish!
  Under the silent and deep night, the night wind blew up, blowing Wang Chongyang's thin Taoist robe. At this moment, this Chongyang Master was extremely helpless.

creak!

In the inn, a crisp sound rang from my ears. Zhu Hefeng, who was lying on the bed, raised his head and saw Fang Zong returning.

As his eyes turned, a trace of melancholy slowly dissipated. On the slender jade body, the past that had been tightly suppressed had completely disappeared.

Zhu Hefeng stood up from the bed in a flash, came to Lin Chaoying, turned his eyes, and asked brightly: "Chaoying, have you solved everything?"

Lin Chaoying nodded slightly, smiled freely, and said: "Of course."

"That's really great." After hearing the news brought back by Lin Chaoying, Zhu Hefeng couldn't bear it anymore and hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, shouting excitedly, "You don't even know, I How scared I am that you will leave me!"

As he said this, tears welled up in his eyes, "Fortunately, my sister Lin, Mrs. Chaoying did not abandon me, but chose to stay by my side. This really touched me. "

"Giggle." Seeing Zhu Hefeng's trick, the melancholy in Lin Chaoying's bright and clear heart dissipated, and a burst of cheerful laughter came out between the opening and closing of her cherry lips.

Snapped!
  Zhu Hefeng hugged the perfect body in his arms and walked straight towards the big bed not far away.

Between the longing eyes, emotions surged like water, and as the four crystal eyes looked at each other, an indescribable affection emerged.

Everything is left unsaid!

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On August 15th, there was a sword debate in Mount Huashan.

In the past, August 15th was the day of reunion, but today, August 15th has become a day destined to be uneasy.

August 15th is getting closer and closer, and people from all over the world gather at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

The famous senior figures in the martial arts world who proposed the Huashan Sword Theory came one after another, and under the protection of their disciples, rushed to the top of Huashan Mountain - Chaoyang Peak.

On August 15th, as long as the world's masters can rush from the foot of Huashan Mountain to Chaoyang Peak within three hours, they can participate in the fight for the Nine Yin Manual.

At that time, the winner will not only get the Nine Yin Manual written by Huang Shang with his whole life, but also the best master in the world.

At this time, there is only the last day left before August 15th. Countless people couldn't help but retreat when they heard that they were competing for the Nine Yin Manual.

Huashan Mountain has been famous for its steepness since ancient times.

Not to mention the various difficulties and obstacles encountered along the way, even with a guide, it would take at least a day or two to climb Mount Huashan.

Now, it is simply impossible to reach the top of Huashan Mountain within three hours in order to be qualified to participate in the competition for the Nine Yin Manual.

At this moment, countless people in the world who were originally full of confidence were all dejected, either going home, or simply waiting at the foot of Huashan Mountain, hoping to witness the birth of the world's best master.

This night, the moonlight was dim.

The bright moon is like a jade plate, shining with silvery white light, falling at the foot of Huashan Mountain, reflecting the corner that is about to stir up the storm.

Among the countless inns, all the Jianghu guests who were interested in competing for the best in the world began to mobilize before the war.

Good wine and good food, good wine and good food, let's eat and drink.

For a time, the whole Huayin was full of noise, and the bright lights continued for a long time. It seemed that Huayin, which no one would pay attention to except some arty literati, was about to turn into a city that never sleeps. City.

However, compared with the hustle and bustle around it, Yuelai Inn, located in a corner of the small town, appears extremely clean.

There was no noise at all, as if the people inside were all the quietest people and would not make any noise.

But only those who are really here will understand that this inn is far from as peaceful as it appears.

On the contrary, beneath the tranquility, there is actually an inexplicable solemnity.

Crackling!

In the lobby on the first floor of Yuelai Inn, candles swayed, illuminating the entire inn. In front of the six tables, seven figures were sitting respectively.

Huang Yaoshi, the owner of the Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, Ouyang Feng, the owner of the White Camel Mountain in the Western Region, Duan Zhixing, the Lord of Dali, Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, and Wang Chongyang, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, each occupied a table, and their breaths were intertwined with each other. , exuding a hint of murderous intent.

Outside the five people, on the sixth table, Zhu Hefeng and Lin Chaoying were in the same body as husband and wife. They exuded a trace of leisure. They were among the imposing figures of the five masters, and they still looked calm and composed towards each other.

Every table was filled with good wine and good food, but no one among the seven people present used their chopsticks.

As for Duan Zhixing's four bodyguards, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji brought by Wang Chongyang, they were not even qualified to sit down in this environment.

After a long silence, someone broke the solemn atmosphere in the inn.

"Haha." Zhu Hefeng suddenly laughed, smiling very happily. He stretched out his smooth fingers, raised the tea cup in front of him, and signaled to the others, "Everyone, we will go up the mountain together tomorrow. Whoever wins will win." It all depends on your ability.”

"My little brother, I would like to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."

"Taoist Priest, you're welcome." Hong Qigong tore off the drumstick of a fat chicken and took a bite, his mouth immediately filled with oil. "It's fate that we can gather here today. In my old beggar's opinion, it won't matter if we fight tomorrow." Regardless of victory or defeat, we don’t want to ruin our friendship with each other, what do you think?”

"Seventh Brother's words make sense." Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with a glint, he nodded and smiled.

(End of this chapter)