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"My lord, you don't need to ask too much, it's all about Hallyu himself."

"Now, the Hallyu is about to leave, I hope you will give me the next one."

Han Liu shook his head, with a little helplessness on his face. If he didn't leave, he might really not be able to leave. Maybe there was no need to talk about all the inside information, and there was no need to talk about it. After Yuluo, he took another small step forward.

"What the hell happened?"

"Sure enough, Jia can help, and I will definitely not let you down in Hallyu."

"You..., Hallyu, what do you want?"

Looking at the Han Liu who seemed to suddenly become unfamiliar in front of him, the expression of the white-clothed merchant changed again, and his heart was uneasy, and his body leaning against the window trembled a little, because... Han Liu actually pulled out the sword in his hand.

why?

Over the years, I have treated the Hallyu well!

"I want to borrow the son's item to get the head!"

Han Liu waved the long sword in his hand, the light of the sword was vertical and horizontal, although Yanxiang's Eighteen Swords were strong, but he didn't need to use them to kill the person in front of him, he held the sharp blade in his breath, and swung the sword down, cutting towards the white-clothed merchant.

boom!

The condensed sword light surged in the void, and in the terrified eyes of the white-clothed merchant, it directly cut and landed in front of his eyes.

"No... Jia can't die here, Zhao Guo still needs Jia!"

With a roar, the self-generated holy white glow on the surface of the body is magnificent and pure, and it is intangible. It directly protects the body firmly, even if the lingering sword light falls on the body, it cannot shake the body in the slightest.

"Confucian grandeur!"

Ordinary people would definitely be dead with that sword strike I made just now, and even a congenital martial artist would never be able to escape, but... when did the other party have such a protective treasure on his body.

The Hallyu spiritual sense diffuses the void and perceives the charm of the white glow. It is definitely the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism. It is very pure and powerful, and it cannot be achieved by non-Confucian top masters.

"This..., Huanlang beautiful jade!"

There was something trembling in his waist and abdomen. The merchant in white looked down, but it was something that a mysterious person entrusted him last year. He said that this thing could protect his life and he must not lose it. On the body.

Now..., streaks of white rays of light are spreading from the palm-sized round jade, covering his body, isolating everything, and even resisting the attack of the Korean wave.

This thing can really save my life!

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"Korean wave, why is this so?"

"What's wrong with Jia?"

With one hand tightly clutching the round piece of beautiful jade between the waist and abdomen, there is no external force at the moment, and the surrounding white light is slightly dimmed, but it still gives the merchant in white a great sense of security.

Feeling at ease, he didn't directly yell and let the other attendants come forward, those people are not as powerful as Han Liu, and they would die if they approached, besides, it is unknown how long this piece of jade can protect him.

"My lord is right, it's the fault of Hallyu."

"If you don't kill the young master, I'm afraid Han Liu will die!"

The token of a Confucian master fell on the young master. Although Han Liu was surprised, it was only a surprise. Although the force of the blow just now failed to kill the young master, he could sense the defensive power of the beautiful jade.

It wasn't an extraordinary Xuanguan warrior, but a top warrior of Huashen. Even so, if he used Yanxiang Eighteen Swords, that piece of jade would definitely not be able to continue to protect the young master for a long time.

The profound power in his body was activated, and the long sword in his hand was covered with a sharp sword light. Although the sword hadn't moved, the whole room was already solemn, even though it was still summer.

If you don't kill the son, you will die.

A few years ago, the appearance of seven pieces of black and white black and white black jade caused endless disputes among the major vassal states in Zhuxia. I was ordered to pursue it, and wanted to gather together the scattered Xuanyu in Zhuxia.

Therefore, it is to go south to Daliang City!

There, I was ready to go, and outside Xiaowei Mou's mansion in one fell swoop, I used the Eighteen Swords of Yanxiang to severely injure Concubine Yan, the Eastern Lord of the Yinyang family, but... who would have thought that at that time, Xuan Qingzi of the Taoist Tianzong was also on the sidelines? .

My cultivation of transforming gods is not worth mentioning in the hands of Xuan Qingzi. He was easily captured by Xuan Qingzi, and then the yin and yang life and death symbols were planted on his body. Every year, a special antidote is required to relieve the yin and yang in the body. The air is upside down.

Over the past few years, I have not had any task on myself, just to pass on some insignificant things, but a few days ago, the documents came down, and if I want to unlock the yin and yang seal of life and death in my body, I have to offer a precious thing.

He didn't say anything specifically, but the only thing around him that can be called precious is the son's head. Now that the Zhao country has perished, even if the son stays and continues to fight against Qin, it will not succeed.

In this way, it is better to perfect yourself and let yourself take the first level to release the shackles on your body, and it will not be in vain for your protection and support in the past few years.

"Young master, offended."

Without any hesitation, the movement just now was not small. If it continues to drag on, it will only change. A sword is swung again, and there are many sword shadows in Nuo Da's room. part.

Exercising it vigorously, the vitality of the heavens and the earth vibrated, and within a radius of several tens of feet, the phenomenon manifested. If my sword still couldn't kill the young master, it could only mean that the young master's life should not be terminated.

hum!hum!hum!

While stepping, the long sword fell, and the expected white glow rippling from the young master's body again, the extremely pure righteousness wanted to block this sword light of his own.

Vitality collided, heaven and earth mingled, colorful mysterious light loomed, Han Liu's expression was firm, Zhao Guo was no longer worthy of the young master's going on like this, Qin Guo was too strong, even if the young master could escape, he would not be able to escape after all.

A steady stream of internal force poured into the room, and the sword energy became stronger and stronger. The white glow that protected the young master's body gradually dimmed, and the spiritual sense spread, and someone had already approached outside the door.

Immediately, he forcibly breathed out again, and pressed the sword in his hand.

"Jia... don't want to die!"

The merchant in white was holding the round beautiful jade tightly with one hand, leaning his back against the window, feeling the dimness of the white light in front of him, and could understand that the piece of beautiful jade in his hand could not protect him for too long.