This mixed martial arts is not serious

Chapter 117 Atmosphere Destroyer

"You really shouldn't talk so much, because if you hadn't said this, you wouldn't have died. Have you thought about your last words?" Yao Yue's voice was not loud, but it was enough for anyone to hear it. Everyone felt cold all over their bodies.

It's a pity that Luo Yang doesn't have much in him, except that he has enough yang energy.

So not only did he not feel cold because of Yao Yue's words, he even moved his body in the rocking chair, changed into a more comfortable position, and said leisurely: "I don't have any last words..."

"In that case, you can go on your way."

Yao Yue's acting style was far colder and more ruthless than Lian Xing's. Before Luo Yang could finish her words, she raised her head and slapped Luo Yang directly.

This palm move is erratic.

Before the force of the palm came, Luo Yang felt a cold breath coming towards his face. It seemed that the power was ordinary, but Luo Yang was sure that even with his horizontal skills, once he was hit by this palm, it would be much worse. Got a minor internal injury.

This sounds a bit Versailles.

In fact.

He was indeed in Versailles.

After all, one hundred and thirty years of internal strength plus ten levels of "Golden Bell" martial arts cultivation are enough for Luo Yang to have the capital of Versailles against any master in the world.

What's more, for Luo Yang, this was already a great compliment.

Because with his current "Golden Bell" skill, even if he stands still and allows others to attack, there are very few people in the world who have the ability to hurt him.

the vast majority.

Perhaps before it could hurt him, he might have been injured or even killed by the counter-shock force of the "Golden Bell".

So Yao Yue could hurt him with one palm, which was enough to prove the terrifying strength of the Grand Master of Yihua Palace.

Face this palm.

Luo Yang lay on the rocking chair and did not make any response.

This is of course not because he has masochism and likes to be beaten by women, but because he knows that Yaoyue's palm will not fall on him.

"stop!"

A woman's voice suddenly came from behind Yao Yue. For Yao Yue, she would just treat the words of ordinary people as bullshit, let alone one person, even if it was ten or a hundred, as long as she made up her mind to kill one person, No one can shake her will.

But the voice that suddenly appeared from behind her at this moment caused Yao Yue to pause slightly in her palm movements.

This voice is so familiar to Yaoyue.

It was precisely because it was so familiar that Yao Yue felt a little shaken and disbelieving in her heart.

She turned around slowly, and when she saw the woman in palace attire suddenly appearing at the door behind her, with red eyes and a temperament very close to hers, a rare trace of panic flashed in Yao Yue's eyes.

But in a blink of an eye.

This trace of panic disappeared and was replaced by the same cold voice as always: "Why are you here?"

"Sister, what you... Luo Yang said just now, are all true?"

Lian Xing's voice was trembling. At this time, her face was no longer as cold and arrogant as usual. Her pretty face was full of weakness and a paleness that was close to despair.

Looking at Lian Xing's eyes.

Yao Yue's always bright and indifferent eyes seemed to be a little afraid to look at her, but in the end she still held on to her heart and said in an indifferent tone: "What's true? So what if it's fake?"

click!
This moment.

It was as if a thunderbolt struck Lianxing, instantly shattering the last glimmer of hope in Lianxing's heart. Lianxing's not-so-tall body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Tears fell like rain, and his smile was sad and bleak: "Is that so! I understand." Before asking this question, Lianxing actually still had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, because even if Yao Yue's behavior in the past was no longer No matter how much he went too far, Lianxing could still lead Yao Yue there on the grounds that she was her "sister".

But this time.

The last glimmer of hope in Lian Xing's heart was shattered.

Just as Yao Yue knows Lian Xing very well, Lian Xing also knows Yao Yue very well.

Just asked.

It seems that Yao Yue did not give an answer.

But in fact, only Lian Xing knew that Yao Yue rarely lied because she disdained using lies to achieve her goals.

So just now Yaoyue avoided her own question, but she had already given the answer.

Lianxing had always thought that her disabled limbs were simply a result of bad luck, but she never expected that her sister had caused them from the very beginning.

"why?"

Lianxing's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't bear to ask this question.

Yao Yue closed her eyes slightly and said indifferently: "There is no reason! If you really want to pursue it, just think of it as a lesson I gave you!"

"lesson?"

Lian Xing smiled miserably and said: "What lesson? Are you going to let your biological sister bear the suffering of being disabled all her life just because you and I snatched a peach from a tree when we were kids?"

Yao Yue raised her eyelids, and at this moment, her eyes returned to their previous indifference and firmness: "No one in this world can disobey my order, not even a peach."

Lian Xing was stunned.

Looking at Yaoyue's cold and indifferent face in front of her, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Lian Xing once thought that as Yao Yue's younger sister, she might be the person who understood Yao Yue best in the world.

But this moment.

Lian Xing found that he seemed to be wrong.

She seemed to have never understood Yao Yue, or in other words, no one in this world could understand Yao Yue.

Because people can only understand people.

But her sister seems to have transcended the realm of "human".

"Sister, you are already crazy..."

Lian Xing looked at Yao Yue blankly, and was about to say "You've gone crazy", but before she could say the words, she heard a loud exclamation suddenly coming from behind Yao Yue.

"Hey! Good guy, I wasn't sure about this just now, but now I'm a little sure, you are really sick."

Such a loud voice certainly came from Luo Yang.

Luo Yang's sudden "ooh" directly caused the desolate and desperate atmosphere that Lian Xing had just brewed to instantly dissipate.

Lian Xing stood there blankly, a crystal teardrop that was about to flow out from the corner of her eye was stuck on the edge of her eye socket, unable to come out or come in. She didn't know how to reveal it for a moment. What an expression.

Originally, Lian Xing thought she was used to Luo Yang's ability to destroy the atmosphere, but after seeing each other two months later, she found that she still seemed a little unable to keep up with Luo Yang's brain circuits.

Instead, Yao Yue slowly turned around and looked at Luo Yang, who was lying on the rocking chair. A cold light flashed in her eyes and said, "Did you just say that I was sick?"

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(End of this chapter)