bye, grandpa

Chapter 138 137. This is a master!
Wu Qinghong's face turned pale, and she finally realized that she was acting affectionate, and Yang Xuan didn't have the slightest affection for her, and even felt a little disgusted.

Which bastard just now said he liked mine?

stand out!
Even if my old lady is trying her last breath, she will beat you to death, you bastard!

Yang Xuan walked towards Wu Qinghong step by step, muttering in his mouth: "Wu Qinghong, a sixth-rank martial artist, is he amazing? Don't you know how to hold back your limelight as a human being?"

"Do you know that you have influenced many people's ideas? Many ignorant girls call you an idol. If you don't study hard every day, you will learn from you and fight bloody battles!"

"You are misleading the younger generation, you know!"

The ignorant girl Yang Xuan was talking about was naturally Qin Xiaoxiao. Thinking of the old girl's adoring appearance when she mentioned Wu Qinghong, Yang Xuan hated her so much!

It was this mother's family that gave Qin Xiaoxiao the idea of ​​going to the battlefield!
That's all!

This seat is pressing across the universe, making all the clans in the star field bow down. There is such a powerful brother who does not worship, but actually worships a mere sixth-rank ant. This is the most annoying thing!
Annoyed too!
The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the angrier he became, he wished he could slap Wu Qinghong to death!
The vigorous killing intent swept over like a violent storm, Wu Qinghong's face changed suddenly, a second ago he felt that he was falling in love, but now he seemed to be in Wangchuan River!

Sister, you sit on the bow, brother, I will go ashore~~~!

Yang Xuan's cell phone rang suddenly, such a silly ringtone, of course it was set by Qin Xiaoxiao.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The caller ID was Qin Xiaoxiao, and the murderous aura on his body dissipated instantly, replaced by a warm smile on his face.

"Hey, smile, what's the matter?"

Qin Xiaoxiao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother, Sanmao has already brought grandpa and grandma home, why don't you come back? I heard that the alien race is brutal, you must be careful, don't lose your life!"

The corners of Yang Xuan's eyes twitched slightly. Although he was concerned about himself, why did it sound so unpleasant?

Please, a group of ants also want to hurt his life?

Who do you look down on!
"Don't worry, mere foreigner, I can't hurt your brother. I'm dealing with something, and I'll be back when I'm done."

Qin Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, and said: "Brother, in your pocket, I stuffed a photo of Wu Qinghong, if you see her, remember to ask for my autograph!"

"Wu Qinghong will die soon, so I won't be able to sign it."

Yang Xuan's face darkened, and he began to consider whether he should do a good deed to help Wu Qinghong escape early.

"What? She's dying!? She's a rank-[-] warrior, how could she be dying? Brother, go and save her, don't let her die!"

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about, I can't hear you, the signal is not good..."

When everyone saw Yang Xuan holding the phone farther and farther away, there were black lines all over their foreheads!

can not hear?
Why does it feel like you don't want to hear it at all!
"I said, hurry up and save Wu Qing..."

Beep beep beep~~!

Yang Xuan hung up the phone directly.

When he looked at Wu Qinghong again, the murderous intent in his eyes soared even more!
Wu Qinghong bit her lips lightly, her eyes closed tightly, and she was ready to die, not to mention that she was seriously injured now, even at the peak of her life, if Yang Xuan wanted to kill her, it would only be a matter of flicking her fingers.

It's just that Wu Qinghong didn't understand. It was the first time she and Yang Xuan met, and she didn't do anything. How did she offend Yang Xuan?
What hatred, what resentment!

Even if you don't like it, you don't need to kill her!

After being silent for a while, Yang Xuan calmed down and suppressed his killing intent. At some point, a photo and a pen appeared in his hand.

"Open your eyes and sign this seat!"

Wu Qinghong was stupid, Yi Yun and the others were stupid, everyone was stupid!
Hit first, then ask for an autograph?

What is this routine?
A martial artist suddenly clicked his tongue in amazement, and couldn't help clapping his hands: "Gao! This way of picking up girls is really wonderful! This is a master!"

"What master? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The people around were confused, is Yang Xuan playing Wu Qinghong?Why can't they see it at all?

And whoever picks up a girl will beat up the girl first...

"What do you know!"

The martial artist said with contempt on his face: "Eldest sister is arrogant, and it is impossible to win her heart with ordinary methods. You can only conquer her with strength!"

"We all understand what you said, but strength has something to do with hitting people!"

"Fool! If you don't accept it, fight until you are convinced! Use your real strength to defeat the big sister. If you are convinced, are you afraid that the big sister will not submit obediently?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up!
Some people like soft but not hard, and some people just like hard but not soft, Wu Qinghong hates the kind of men who are soft and hard, flattering and flattering, Yang Xuan finds another way, if he wants to pick you up, he will beat you up first, maybe it will be the opposite Leave a deep image in Wu Qinghong's heart!

And it's not very popular nowadays, girls don't like boys who are overbearing and unreasonable.

If you like her, fuck her!
Needless to say, it seems to make sense!
Wu Qinghong held her mouth shut, with a look of grievance on her face, but she dared not obey, took the photo and pen from Yang Xuan, and signed her name on the blank space on the back.

After taking the autographed photo, Yang Xuan nodded in satisfaction, and casually dropped a bottle of life essence.

"If you don't want to die, just drink it up."

In fact, Yang Xuan didn't want to save Wu Qinghong either. In the eyes of the masses, she was a hero among women and the patron saint of the common people, but in Yang Xuan's eyes, she was just an insignificant passer-by.

Whether it is life or death, what does it matter to him?
But Qin Xiaoxiao gave the order, if Wu Qinghong was really killed, that girl would be sad for a long time, Yang Xuan couldn't bear it.

Picking up the life liquid on the ground, even though it was separated from the bottle, as soon as I squeezed it in my hand, I immediately felt the life energy surging like a deep sea!

Just holding it and not drinking it, Wu Qinghong felt that her overdrawn vitality was recovering rapidly!
"Is he trying to kill me, or is he trying to save me?"

Previously, Yang Xuan's murderous intent towards her was real, but Wu Wu could not figure out why Yang Xuan suddenly changed his mind and changed his mind to save her?
Is it just because of the phone call just now?

Looking at Yang Xuan's leaving back, Wu Qinghong fell into a sea of ​​doubts.

Yang Xuan returned to Tianhu Pass, followed by Yi Yun and the other three respectfully, and at the end were the elite disciples of the Xuantian Sect. The large troop passed by in a mighty manner. Wherever they passed, countless admiring gazes were projected from all directions. Come!

"Master Patriarch, why not let the disciples escort you home."

Yi Yun took the initiative to invite Ying, and his excited breathing became a little heavy. It was a great honor to be able to follow the Patriarch at such a close distance!

It is the blessing of the ancestors' eight lifetimes of cultivation!

(End of this chapter)