Chapter 55 (1/2)

Fan Jianhua is obviously the slag in the slag. In Yu Qingyao's view, he looks and feels that his eyes are dirty. He is totally unqualified to live in this world.

Dark hallucination, weakness, 80 degree fever, three times.

Fan Jianhua was suddenly black in front of his eyes. He was weak and his mind was confused by a high fever. He couldn't help himself. The wind knife rushed to him and cut him in half.

The people of Chunyang palace cheered the victory in unison, while fan Jianhua's companions screamed with grief. Yu Qingyao took the opportunity to send out a short scream, which seemed to be frightened and rushed into Zhou Xinyang's arms.

Zhou Xinyang was surprised and subconsciously wanted to get away, but then he woke up and hugged Yu Qingyao in full bloom.

Feeling the gentle trembling of nephrite in his arms, he couldn't help feeling pity again.

Such a beautiful and kind-hearted woman, in this cruel world, it is too difficult to live. I don't protect her. Who will protect her?

When the girls who loved Zhou Xinyang saw it, their eyes were about to burst out fire.

Yu Qingyao killed the young man because he hated that scum and created such an opportunity to jump into Zhou Xinyang's arms. In her opinion, even if men fight and kill each other, they will die if they cheat the hearts of innocent girls because of men's hatred.

She also wanted to stimulate the girls.

”One, two, three,” counted three numbers in her heart. Yu Qingyao hurriedly pushed away Zhou Xinyang, blushed and stammered an apology: ”yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm too, rude.”

Will Zhou Xinyang blame her for this? How is that possible? Normal men don't get angry when a beauty pours into their arms, especially when the beauty is still the one they like. Their hearts will only rejoice.

Zhou Xinyang blushed and said, ”it's all right! Don't care!”

”I'm scared. Am I useless?” Yu Qingyao said uneasily.

Zhou Xinyang said with pity, ”no, the world is too cruel.”

Yu Qingyao sighed faintly.

She was thinking: Yes! So, I like it!

Yu Qingyao has never been willing to be lonely.

In her previous life, her greatest achievement of grassroots origin was to open a small shop. She thought it was boring.

In this world, she has the ability to make wind and rain. She likes it.

On the challenge arena, the disciples of Qingyang Temple panicked because of fan Jianhua's tragic death. The Lord's favorite grandson is dead. Is it good for them to go back alive?

However, the people in Chunyang palace have great morale and are as murderous as a rainbow.

Qingyang Temple lost fan Jianhua, the strongest master and the core of command. The panicked disciples failed to organize a decent resistance.

The war soon collapsed.

The disciples of Qingyang Temple fled in panic and hoped that the leader would admit defeat as soon as possible. However, the leader of Qingyang Temple stared at his beloved sun's two corpses and said nothing.

After a while, the disciples of Chunyang palace killed all the disciples of Qingyang temple.

Deng Chang shed tears in his eyes and shouted, ”sister, I'll avenge you!”

There was blood on the challenge arena.

”It's cruel. I can't watch it anymore. I want to have a rest outside.” Yu Qingyao said weakly.

Zhou Xinyang hurriedly took her out.

Without taking a few steps, I heard someone say in a harsh voice: ”Deng Jizhen, we have the seed to fight alone, do you dare?”

Yu Qingyao looked back. On the challenge arena stood a middle-aged man with sharp eyes like an eagle, emitting a gloomy and terrible atmosphere. His blue Taoist robe was embroidered with a blue sheep's head. This person is fan wubing, the leader of Qingyang temple.

Deng Jizhen, the leader of Chunyang palace, flew to the stage and sneered, ”you can't wait!”

The onlookers were all excited.

These two Taoist temples are among the top ten sects. These two Taoist temples are famous experts in the golden elixir realm for a long time.