All the way to the fairy

Seeing Gu Yinghua's distress, Liu Suiyun didn't know how to express his emotions, he was like a child who did something wrong, he lowered his head and didn't know what to do, and he said after a long time: "I know."

These words made Gu Yinghua more disappointed, but also made her stronger: "It's okay, I'll go to the pool outside to wipe my face, and I feel much better after crying, let alone after entering the Tiannv Temple , I feel that the whole person has relaxed!"

Liu Suiyun didn't dare to look up at Gu Yinghua's disappointed look, he could only say: "Miss Gu, you should rest more, I'll go fetch some water."

It was only when he walked out of the Tiannv Temple that he realized that he didn't have any utensils such as a washbasin and teapot by his side, so he had to hold a handful of water with both hands. I always feel that I seem to have done something wrong.

Should I apologize to Gu Yinghua, at least she told herself all her private thoughts, even to the point where she can pick them at will, isn't she being too ruthless?Liu Suiyun was thinking about something, and walked back with the water in his hands, but suddenly heard a roar in the air: "Liu Suiyun, you killed Xiao Shui, and I will let you taste the taste of losing a loved one! "

This was Ma Qianjun's voice, and he announced murderously: "I am only one person now, if you don't come out and fight with me, I will kill this old thief Yu Changkong with one blow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Suiyun heard a familiar scream in the sky. Regardless of whether Ma Qianjun was alone or not, he knew that this time he could not retreat any longer, and he headed towards the temple like a broken arrow. He rushed to the hillside in front of him, firmly grasping the knives and swords in his hands, and was about to abandon all the worries in his heart, and wanted to fight Ma Qianjun to the death.

His speed was like a gust of wind, but with a flick of his fingers, he had already killed the weed that was screaming, and he raised his sword without hesitation, but there was no Ma Qianjun in front of him, only a middle-aged man with blood and flesh The body in his body was none other than Yu Changkong, and Liu Suiyun couldn't help yelling, "Damn it, I fell into this Ma Qianjun's scheme to divert the tiger away from the mountain!"

Ma Qianjun's voice has come from the Tiannv Temple behind him: "Liu Suiyun, do you know how it feels to lose a loved one now? You also know what it feels like to feel heartache, but it's not enough, it's not enough. I'm waiting in the Tiannv Temple You, waiting to appreciate your despair and struggle, waiting to hear your heartbreaking cry! Xiao Shui, here I come!"

The voice in front of Ma Qianjun was full of murderous intent, but when the word "Xiaoshui" was mentioned at the end, it became affectionate and silent again. Liu Suiyun had no time to analyze the meaning of Ma Qianjun's voice, and turned his left hand towards Yu Changkong. With a poke on the neck, the whole person almost lost his strength, and almost fell to the ground directly, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart, and he was in chaos.

Uncle Chang Kong is gone!As Ma Qianjun said, he has tasted the feeling of losing a loved one. No matter how heartless and rational judgment he makes, he has an unbelievably strong emotion for Uncle Changkong. He blames himself and hates himself in his heart. I don't even know why I lost my usual calmness and wit, so that I fell into Ma Qianjun's trap.

It wasn't until he heard Gu Yinghua's painful groan that Liu Suiyun recovered from his confusion. Ma Qianjun didn't know that this was his best chance to strike. He had already held the defenseless Gu Yinghua: "Liu Suiyun , run away if you have the ability! When the time comes, I’ll beat Miss Gu to death with one punch, so that you too can taste what it’s like to lose your lover!”

Liu Suiyun had already wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The mountain wind that killed Huling calmed him down. He said to himself, "I don't owe any debts, whether it's love debts, money debts, or human debts. So Liu Suiyun, Liu Suiyun, Gu Yinghua's safety is much more important than your life and death, you must send Miss Gu to Yuanzhou."

Once again, he rushed back towards the Tiannv Temple like a gust of wind, no matter whether there was a thousand troops in front of him, or there were really thousands of troops, he was not afraid at all!

The Tiannv Temple was approaching in no time, Liu Suiyun saw Ma Qianjun standing in front of the Tiannv statue at a glance under the afterglow of the setting sun, holding Gu Yinghua's white and slender neck with one hand, seeing Liu Suiyun appearing, he smiled He became grim: "Liu Suiyun, didn't you feel bad just now? What I thought was, if you don't show up, I'll crush this woman's neck directly!"

Gu Yinghua was lifted up in the air by Ma Qianjun, she could barely breathe, and she couldn't move even with all her efforts, her clean pretty face was even faintly blue due to suffocation, Liu Suiyun roared angrily: "Put her down! Come towards me!"

Ma Qianjun immediately became very mad, and he finally gave Gu Yinghua a chance to breathe: "Yes, I am here for you! Let me introduce, I am Ma Qianjun, a 47-year-old man!"

Liu Suiyun is familiar with Ma Qianjun, a fellow countryman. He has heard Ma Qianjun's name countless times since he was a child, but this is the first time he has contacted Ma Qianjun on a formal occasion: "Liu Suiyun, 24 Years old, Miss Gu Yinghua's servant, if she is a man, let her go!"

Ma Qianjun's complexion became gloomy, and he grabbed Gu Yinghua's collar, "I can smell Xiaoshui, it really is you who killed Xiaoshui! I will make you pay a heavy price for this."

"Mr. Xuanshui?" Liu Suiyun immediately said the name: "Mr. Xuanshui?"

He even understood what Ma Qianjun said about the "smell of little water". Didn't he use the Jiyuanhuanglei Training God Record to absorb at least dozens of catties of Xuanshui Lord's spiritual blood, and finally refined these spiritual blood into a drop The essence and blood seeped into his body, no wonder Ma Qianjun smelled it as soon as he met him.

Ma Qianjun's voice was full of emotion: "That's right, it's Xiao Shui, you will taste the wrath of an old man!"

"Put down Miss Gu, let's have a duel between men!"

Liu Suiyun is quite sure about the decisive battle between himself and Ma Qianjun. He knows that the Ma Gang leader has been in the Yuanlong realm for many years, but if there is no adventure in this life, there is no hope of breaking the mountain realm.

He is also a martial artist at the Yuanlong realm, although he is three points inferior to Ma Qianjun, but with the help of his martial arts skills, he has a [-]% to [-]% chance of winning: "Men should speak with their fists! "

"That's right! In a duel between men, you shouldn't play tricks, you should use your fists to speak!" With endless murderous intent and anger, Ma Qianjun lifted Gu Yinghua into the air again: "Throw your sword over here , or I will give Miss Gu such a blow!"

As he said that, he casually punched the ground, and the bluestone slab made a crisp cracking sound. Liu Suiyun only took a look and took a breath of air. This Ma Qianjun is too exaggerated!

The bluestone paving the ground was transported by Liu Suiyun himself step by step from the depths of Luoxing Mountain. Although it is not the spiritual material of the fairy family, it is so strong that even a sword swing may not be able to break through the bluestone. How many traces had been cut on it, but now that Ma Qianjun's punch hit it, the entire bluestone slab was blasted into dozens of hundreds of pieces of rubble.

"Wanjun! This is Thunderbolt!"

Liu Suiyun immediately recognized that Ma Qianjun's punch had the implication of Wanjun realm, how could this be possible?

You know, above the Yuanlong is the famous Geshan Realm, where you can beat cattle and hurt people in the air, and above the Geshan Realm is the Dragon Scale Realm. Above the Dragon Scale Realm is the Ten Thousand Jun Realm.

As the so-called thunderbolt, he has returned to the realm of defeating people with strength, but the strength of the realm of Wanjun is astonishingly powerful, breaking mountains and cracking rocks is no problem. There is even an example in the legend that he punched a monk of the same level to death, which can be said to be The highest cultivation level of a warrior before Sanhua Pingding.

This Ma Qianjun is obviously just a martial artist who has cultivated in the realm of Yuanlong. Why did this punch feel so fierce and unparalleled? On the body of the delicate Gu Yinghua, even if it hits Liu Suiyun himself, it may directly blow Liu Suiyun to pieces.

But Liu Suiyun quickly thought of the reason: "It's because of Lord Xuanshui?"

Ma Qianjun ignored Liu Suiyun's question: "Throw all your weapons over here, otherwise, you know what kind of ending it would be if such a punch hit Miss Gu! You threw down your weapons, and we will use your fists!" Come to a duel between men and men!"

Liu Suiyun didn't believe in Ma Qianjun's promise. Although Ma Qianjun's Thunderbolt was forcibly promoted beyond the three realms, it couldn't be compared with the original version, but after he gave up the Tianleixing Falling Sword, the duel with Ma Qianjun was close to death. According to his understanding, this caravan leader is not a gentleman who keeps his promises.

"Throw the weapon over here, let's let this chick go, I'll show you what an old man's anger is, I'm going to smash you into the wall and kill you alive! Otherwise, I'll smash this chick into a pulp , you also know how powerful my punch is!"

Gu Yinghua struggled desperately, and she made a vague voice from her throat: "Go...don't...don't care about me...go...don't be fooled!"

Liu Suiyun's eyes were filled with the viciousness of devouring people, but Ma Qianjun didn't take Liu Suiyun's anger to the bottom of his heart at all. He put all his thunderous energy into his hands, and said in his mouth: "Pull the weapon Throw it over, otherwise this chick will be a lump of meat, three, two..."

Liu Suiyun frowned tightly, and threw out the sword and sword that never left his body, leaving only Ma Qianjun's triumphant and insolent laughter in the Tiannv Temple.

"Do you think I'll keep my promise?"