The whole world thinks I depend on my looks

Chapter 945 You Lose

After hanging up the phone, Mo Chengyun turned his head and saw Jin Zhihan.

Mo Chengyun pretended not to know, "President Jin? Why are you here?"

Jin Zhihan smiled, "You are standing here on purpose, isn't it just to tell me?"

Mo Chengyun: "How is it possible? What did Mr. Jin say?"

"What happened to Patriarch Fu?" Jin Zhihan thought of something and asked, "Is it related to the charm on Yanyan's body?"

"How could it be related? The Fu family is so kind to the senior sister?" Mo Chengyun exaggerated: "Mr. Jin, if the senior sister hears your words, it will be bad."

Jin Zhihan's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "If you don't tell me, I'll check it myself."

This Mo Chengyun pretends to be mysterious every day.

Beat him up sooner or later!
Jin Zhihan thought so.

Fu Chaoyan has already returned to the crew, and the filming stopped for a week, and the crew is continuing to catch up.

After all, it is shooting while broadcasting.

"Huanhua Sword" has been broadcast for one third.

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The heroine Lu Xuanyin holds the Huanhua sword.

Han Ling, the only son of the world's number one swordsman.

The two finally knew each other's identity.

The two standing on opposite sides looked at each other in the heavy rain.

"I didn't expect you to be a member of the Demon Cult... I really didn't expect it." Han Ling's eyes were lost.

Lu Xuanyin was holding an umbrella. She was dressed in red and had a red umbrella, which was particularly conspicuous in the rain.

Her eyebrows were exquisite, and she said lightly: "So what if you are, so what if you are not? You once said that you don't care about my identity."

Although Lu Xuanyin's tone was normal, her eyes drooped down.

She didn't want to see Han Ling's expression.

"But I didn't expect you to be a member of the Demon Cult! The Demon Cult killed my parents, and I and the Demon Cult are irreconcilable!" Han Ling gritted his teeth and gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

Lu Xuanyin raised her eyes, and the coldness returned to her eyes, "Han Ling, I taught you your martial arts, and I know your strength perfectly. Do you really want to be my enemy?"

Han Ling sneered, "Do it."

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, just like the scene many years ago.

However, the difference is that it was in the bamboo forest that day.

Today is on the brink.

Han Ling waited for Lu Xuanyin to make a move.

But Lu Xuanyin didn't make a move for a long time.

He couldn't wait any longer.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, Han Ling strode forward, and slashed across the sky!
Cut off the water!

In an instant, even the rain seemed to be cut off!
The umbrella in Lu Xuanyin's hand moved, and the sword pierced Han Ling's shoulder.

Thunder boom!

"You lost." Lu Xuanyin said.

"I lost."

If Lu Xuanyin's sword pierced his chest, he would not be able to dodge it.

But the saber technique he was so proud of couldn't even touch the hem of Lu Xuanyin's clothes!
He didn't even see Lu Xuanyin's move!

Lu Xuanyin could not bear it, and said, "I don't want to kill you."

"But, I want to give an explanation to the people in the church."

Lu Xuanyin drew out the sword, and hit Han Ling's chest with his palm.

Han Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell towards the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Behind Lu Xuanyin, people from the Devil's Cult followed.

Lu Xuanyin put away her sword and looked towards the cliff.

There is affection in her eyes, with reluctance and nostalgia.

When Han Ling first entered the rivers and lakes, she brought him with him.

Now, it is also her own hands...

The subordinates of the Demon Sect held an umbrella for Lu Xuanyin and said, "Master, it's time for you to go back."

Lu Xuanyin closed her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

But when he opened his eyes again, the love in his eyes was gone.

"Muslim."

She is the backbone of the religion, and she must not sacrifice everyone's lives for her own love!

(End of this chapter)