Defeat That Fake Heroine

The boy tightly hugged the girl's bloody body. The blood in his hands gave him a deep look at the girl who was brought down to cry on the high platform. His eyes turned to leave with gray eyes.

On the edge of the platform, a man in a white robe stood up in the wind, his clothes were flying, and the hibiscus was painted. He was indescribably beautiful and had the temperament of banishing immortals.

The man's eyes follow the young man's back winding away, the eyes are quiet, like precipitation of thousands of years of cold, but clear as ice, crystal clear and pure.

After sighing about the future generations, Zhang Jiaozhen dropped his eyes. When he saw this scene, the old God brushed his beard and asked with a smile, "younger martial brother, are you a favorite disciple?"

The white robed man's clothes are unfolding in the air with the wind. Three thousand green silk are swaying behind him. The light tone is like those clear and complex eyes. It seems that they have a chance to see through the world

The simple two words make Zhang Jiao's real person a little pale. He has never accepted a disciple's younger martial brother in nearly a thousand years. Is he going to accept an apprentice?

He couldn't help but wonder, which little disciple would make his brilliant apprentice want to accept one?

"But one of the competitions just now?"

The man did not answer his words, the figure against the face of the wind, between a few blinks has disappeared.

Zhang Jiao smiles to himself. His younger martial brother is still so sullen. Is his silent teaching bad for his apprentice? The pain from Gu Huawei's body made her know that she had suffered a lot. The familiar thatched roof above her head made her feel safe again. Fortunately, she survived and won.

She is a person who doesn't care too much about winning or losing. What she cares too much about is only herself. Therefore, she always has revenge and may lose both sides. So what?

"Are you awake?" Li Xiaoming opened the door with swollen eyes, and saw Gu Hua's eyes flashed with surprise. When she woke up, she couldn't be better.

Miss Gu gave a smile to the silly boy and asked, "when's the time?"

"It's three days later." If Li Xiaoming sits on the stool and complains, "some of you will never wake up again."

Gu Huawei chuckled and said, "how can I be a full dead ghost?"

"Have some." Li Xiaoming didn't say much. He scooped up the porridge and fed it into Gu Huawei's mouth little by little. His dark eyes were as black as ink. He watched Gu swallow her own rice little by little. He was very happy.

Gu Huawei quietly watched the young man who had never been young. A little warmth spread from her heart to her whole body. Although the porridge in her mouth broke her heart, it was better to give her a little face.

After drinking a whole bowl of love porridge with conscience on his back, Gu Huawei finally felt alive. Li Xiaoming, who gathered together to clean up the dishes, asked, "did I miss something?"

Li Xiaoming's hand holding the bowl was stiff. What he couldn't do most was lie to her and said, "the game is over."

Gu Huawei was not surprised: "who is the first? Lucheng? "

Li Xiaoming's eyes slightly dim down, unwilling to clench his fist, on the girl's eyes, "next time I will never lose to him!"

Li Xiaoming got the second place, which was expected. Miss Gu stretched out her hand from the quilt and clenched her fist, "come on!"

Li Xiaoming smiles in his eyes and nods. Next time, he will never lose.

"Who is third?" Gu Hua asked carefully.

Li Xiaoming was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth to say two words: "cloud shadow!"

So, even Yuhan was defeated by such a cunning bitch.

This girl must die properly.

Gu Huawei thought for a while, tired feeling let her fast fall asleep, Li Xiaoming quietly watched her face for a while, gently closed the door, quietly left.

It's half a month since Gu Huawei got better, and countless whiplash wounds on his body can't be easily treated even with the lake water full of aura in the space. His white and delicate body still leaves scar after scar. After falling off, the pink trace is shallow, but it is full of the whole back. If you don't look, you will be shocked. If there is no self-healing of the lake water Ability, it is estimated that the scar on her body will really follow her for a lifetime.

Li Xiaoming was driven back to yunyinfeng to practice when she was able to move. In the days when she was injured, she would lie quietly in bed every day to absorb aura, but her life would be more peaceful and beautiful. There is an indescribable tranquility in her life. Miss Gu indulges in this illusion until she gets better.

After the martial arts meeting, I heard that Lucheng, a disciple of qingshanfeng, had been accepted as a close disciple by the master of qingshanfeng. It was said that Lucheng was Lin Qingshan's most gifted disciple. For a while, Lucheng was in the limelight and became one of the most gifted disciples of yunzongmen.

Li Xiaoming is still young, but Zhang Jiaoren seems to attach the most importance to him. He has a lot of thoughts to cultivate the next Zhang Jiaoren. Li Xiaoming has no time to visit her in yuzhufeng, but Gu never feels bored. She slowly builds her own foundation and is ready to find time to break through the first layer of the foundation.As for whether she had noticed that she was fighting with her life almost every time, she did not know. At least, in ten days and a half months, she did not go to irrigate the field, and no one came to her.

Open the door of the house to welcome the new day. The most beautiful morning light, the green medicine field and the Jingying vagrancy of the stream all make her feel alive again.

It's damn good to be alive.

A disciple outside yuzhufeng, who was weeding for the medicine field, saw her and gave her a smile that was almost flattering. "Sister Gu, are you all right now?"

Gu Huawei nodded gently, "much better."

"That's good." The outer disciple looked around her and said enviously, "during your injury, the Lord of the peak has already told you. If you recover, I'll go to the hall to see you. I heard that I have something to tell you."

It seems to know that Gu Huawei has another way out. The voice of the disciples outside is full of flattery. "Younger martial sister, this is the beginning. Congratulations."

Gu Hua micro shallow nod, this just know her this waste firewood god horse of or someone ask for.

That is to say, she is going to be a supporter in the future. Don't be too nice