Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 1162 Who has never been sad

  Under the bronze mask, there is a mediocre face.

  It is not surprising that Huang Sheli is so mediocre. She even thinks that it should be uglier.

   But it seems like throwing rocks into the water, suddenly ripples. This face rippled slightly, and it was broken.

  Under the bronze mask was a phantom, and the phantom on the face was also shattered!

  Huang Sheli’s attack was so terrifying that he obviously avoided it, but failed to avoid it.

  Pudu lowers the magic pestle, destroys the magic, kills and saves lives.

  So people can see the true face of the mysterious arrogant Mu Guo.

  The entire platform of the world was silent for a moment.

  What kind of face is this?

  Brows, eyes, nose, lips, ears, there is no blemish, no one is not beautiful.

  Every amazing detail is like a carve by a craftsman, but absolutely no one can carve such a perfect look.

  This is a beautiful face.

   is a kind of beauty that transcends the meaning of gender.

  Regardless of men, women and children, regardless of their horizons, they can feel this beauty.

  The torn apart bronze mask is falling.

  People's eyes are gathered on this face.

  How much fascinating, how much wonder, how much admiration.

  Or there is a lack of the way of heaven, which often makes the world regrettable.

  The world is beautiful and often cannot stay long.

  At this moment, there is a shallow dent at the center of the eyebrows of this beautiful face, which is the mark made by the head of Pudu Jiangmazhu Buddha.

   is printed with the smile of a yellow-faced Buddha.

  It calms the light of this beautiful face, and it is constantly expanding its influence.

  Before wearing a mask to fight, people still don't think there is anything wrong with it. Seeing this face at this time, and then seeing this dent, there is a sense of heartbreak.

  How cruel Jing State Huang Reli is!

  There are three blood lines, winding down from this dent, flowing quietly along the towering bridge of the nose, swimming on this beautiful face.

   proves that Huang Sheli's hit is fierce.

  I don’t know what Deng Qi used to prevent it, so that his forehead was not completely broken.

  The three winding blood lines not only did not destroy the beauty of this face, but instead gave his beauty a little more vitality.

  You can feel that this person really exists.

  There are really people in the world who can grow up like this.

  The jade face reflects the red blood, which is even more poignant, which makes people feel pity.

  People come here to watch Hetai to watch the ceremony, just to watch the arrogance of the nations vie, and what they see is a turbulent, peak duel. No matter how beautiful the arrogance is, it is possible to be knocked down...

  It should be said that all spectators have psychological presuppositions for any scene. But at this time, many sighs still sounded.

On the spectator stand, Helian Yunyun saw Huang Sheli and Zhao Rucheng on the martial arts stage'ten fingers interlocking', and couldn't help but ask: "Yuzhen, look at Huang Sheli, is there any predestined relationship with you at Xiyue Nunnery? I can see that she is very Buddha-nature, bodhi, and chanting, so she seems very suitable to be a nun."

  Yu Zhen faintly replied: "His Royal Highness, she is obviously not the same with us, right?"

  The next moment, Zhao Rucheng's mask was broken, and the illusion of his face was also shattered, and his true face appeared on the platform of the world.

Helian Yunyun's eyes were still staring at the martial arts stage, but his left hand stretched out immediately, blocking the eyes of the Yuzhen Nun, and his tone was sincere: "Then don't look at it, don't let this evil spirit go outside and tarnish your purity. s eyes."

   Yuzhen:...

  To say heartbreak, no one can have Huang Sheli's heartbreak.

There is no one who cherishes flowers in the world than Huang Sheli. However, she personally slapped this beautiful face with the devil's pestle, knocking out the marks and bleeding!

  Of course, the bleeding can only be regarded as a minor injury. I originally intended to smash the entire head, but was relieved of most of the strength...

  But the face is completely different!

  Before the knock, it was a weird bronze mask, and after the knock, it was such a beautiful face.

  How to call her Huang Sheli not to be heartbroken?

   But my heart is broken, my heart is broken, my heartache is my heart broken.

   Huang Sheli's steps were not slow, carrying the lowering magic pestle, and already hurried forward.

   Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

  She Huang Sheli is a woman who clearly distinguishes career and hobbies!

  It’s not wrong that she likes beauty.

  The more beautiful, the more I like it.

  Muguo, Deng Qi, is of course also a great beauty.

  Even purely speaking of the five senses, she surpassed what she had seen in her life, and she was so beautiful.

  It's so beautiful!

  But on the battlefield, the winner is the first. When the two armies meet, life and death must be divided!

  The smile of the yellow-faced Buddha was printed between his eyebrows, and his soul was also nailed to death.

  This is the chance of life and death!

  Huang Sheli not only rushed forward, but even Pudu Jiang’s spot of the magic pestle was still on that face.

  She almost shed tears.

   Violent and violent!

  But this is the best place she judged at this moment in the enlightened state of the Bodhi divine power.

  I actually want to destroy these beauties with my own hands.

  My Huang Sheli is really hard-hearted, I am not a human being!

  Huang Sheli suppressed the rich emotions, his heart was repetitive, but his movements were not affected by the slightest. In the impulse of tears in his eyes, he threw himself at the lowering magic pestle.

but!

  She suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

  A terrifying and trembling breath erupted on the beauty in front of him.

  A warning came from the Bodhi magical powers.

  If this pestle falls, it is very likely that you will die!

  Can't enter anymore!

  Huang Sheli made a decisive decision, put the magic pestle upright, and made a defensive posture while retreating quickly!

  It is also ill in progress, and also ill in retreat.

  She is a real powerhouse. In the battle, she gives priority to winning and losing. She is very sure of her own judgment and very firm in execution.

  However...

  Muguo, a beautiful man named Deng Qi, did not immediately launch a counterattack.

   Instead, he looked down at the stage.

  On this highly anticipated occasion, at the critical moment of this peak battle.

  He suddenly cast his gaze out of the battlefield, actually looking down the stage!

  What's under the stage?

  At this moment, what else can be more important than this battle?

  This is the battle of the future, the battle of life and death, the battle of glory!

  People followed his eyes.

  What can there be under the stage?

  The audience is actually empty.

  There is just one...

  Tearful people!

  The blue shirt is covered with a tall and straight figure, the famous sword hangs on the waist, and the nameless jade is worn.

  Not moving, but tears rained down.

  Not a word, but a hero in the world!

  That is the great Qi Tianjiao Jiang Wang, whose name is among the top four in the world.

  Strongly defeated Xiang Bei, the great arrogant of Chu, Jiang Wang, who is now standing in the audience watching the battle!

  Zhao Rucheng looked at him.

  He also looked at Zhao Rucheng.

  On stage and off stage, the two look at each other.

  This is the confrontation that has been late for two years.

  Since Fenglin City was overturned, they have not seen it again!

  Both thought that the separation in front of Daoxun Hall had become a farewell. (Volume 1, Chapter 123)

  At that time, they obviously just completed a task together again, and after allocating Daoxun, they went home separately. But why, there is no "home" anymore?

  The two looked at each other like this.

   Zhao Rucheng, who always loves to cry more, did not shed a single tear.

   Jiang Wang, who was stronger in the past, burst into tears and rained down.

   "Jiang Wang."

  Zhao Rucheng spoke on stage, restored his original voice, and his voice was no longer awkward.

  The time spent hunting monsters in the wilderness completely wiped out his youthfulness.

  It was an accident to reveal his true face at this time, but he quickly accepted it and chose to face it.

  His expression is serious and serious.

  So at the moment, he is more like his elder brother on the martial arts stage, and Jiang Wang under the martial arts stage is more vulnerable and helpless.

He said: "You will be a good man in the future, be a good official, have a good future, and live a happy life. Don't bear the burden of the past. I will help you if Zhuang Guo owes you. Zhuang Guo owes his eldest brother. , I will help him get it. I will pick this name, and I will walk the next road. I will bear everything."

  Zhuangguo?

Does Zhuang Guo owe Jiang Wang? What does Zhuang Guo owe him?

  People who watched the game immediately thought of Lin Zhengren’s abandonment of Zhuang Guotianjiao!

  Why did Qi Guo hit Zhuang Guo in the first round of the race? Why did Lin Zhengren fear the enemy so far, and suddenly the blood ghosts backtracked and abandoned the game?

  In the meantime, there are too many stories and too many secrets!

  Jiang Wang looked at Zhao Rucheng, looking at him as if he would never be seen.

   did not speak.

  He was speechless.

  The extravagant dreams come true, and the elusive conjectures actually shine into reality.

  The good brother he thought he would never see, now stands in front of him.

  This way...

  Too tired and too bitter!

  Although he never complained, he never slackens. But there was a time when he really wanted to be shared.

  And who can share it?

  In this world, except for those who have experienced the same scene, who can empathize?

  He doesn’t know why he shed tears.

  He obviously only had joy in his heart, overflowing with joy, almost jumping out of his heart, but he couldn't stop crying.

  He wept with joy, but he couldn't say a word.

  Old buildings on Long Street in Laoxiang, old things are often in dreams.

  Mo laugh hero weeping, no one has never been sad!

  In the spectator stand, Ye Qingyu looked at Ye Lingxiao almost immediately.

  If you want to watch the river on this platform, what to do with Zhuang Guo. Yunguo may be able to provide some proof.

  Ye Lingxiao did not turn his head, only replied in a voice transmission: "This is not easy. Let's look at it again."

   Not to mention these two young people, they are just the pride of the younger generation.

  Even the two people on stage and off stage can really represent Mu Guo and Qi State.

  Zhuang Guo is also a country where there are real people in the world. It sits on a land of four thousand miles and is strong and strong.

   is the nail that Jing Guo nailed into the western region, and it is also the strongest force in the western region of the Dao family.

  Who wants to deceive, Jingguo, as a Taoist country, will never stand idly by.

  If you don’t see you, Zhuang Guo’s Lin Zhengren is embarrassed so far, Jing Guo didn’t say the sacrifice flag for forced killing.

  The root is that Zhuang Guo itself has enough weight.

  On the martial arts stage, after Zhao Rucheng said that, he turned back and looked at Huang Sheli.

  When he looked at Huang Sheli, his beautiful and passionate peach eyes were nothing but indifference.

  In his body, there was a terrifying sword howl.

  And the yellow-faced Buddha's smiling face that was printed on his forehead was instantly torn apart!

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  Ps:

  Old buildings on Long Street in Laoxiang, old things are often in dreams.

  Mo laugh hero weeping, no one has never been sad!

  —"Untitled"·Why the Love

  (End of this chapter)