Chapter 8： The villain wants to divorce 8

Looking at the glamorous woman in white clothes fluttering in front of him with compelling profound strength, Xie Ziyou was stunned-he had never thought of this kind of development, and had never made this kind of arrangement.

Guan Heng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately put on a clear expression.

He raised the corner of his lips, smiled politely, and even adjusted his mood to say hello: "Girl Youqin, long time no see."

You Qin didn't say a word, the long sword held a sharp sword flower in his hand, and the blue spirit flowed like a trickle around the sword.

The cold wind suddenly fell, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the air faintly floated with fine ice flowers.

The cold wind rolled up the young man's forehead and shattered his hair, and his black hair trembled violently, as if frightened bees and insects, and like thatch battered by the desolate wind.

Guan Heng's body slowly slipped, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground.

The pain in his limbs and bones was unbearable, he forced a smile, and said indifferently: "Girl, we are also in-laws anyway, why bother to kill?"

You Qin holds the sword to the side, she is tall, with a high chin, her eyes are condescending, and the contempt in her eyes is almost unconcealed.

"The toad wants to eat swan meat, you are guilty."

Guan Heng raised his eyebrows: "Girl, look at your words-I'm a toad, should I only marry a mother toad?"

You Qin said coldly: "That's right."

"..." Guan Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Girl, let you chat to death this day. Then let's change the subject. Did Miss Xie send you?"

Xie Ziyou listened quietly, his heart moved suddenly.

This wave of Youqin...seems to provide him with a wave of villain value?

Youqin over there didn't speak bluntly, and only said loudly: "A slave and maid should think about what the master thinks and be anxious about what the master is anxious about."

Guan Heng patted both hands and translated for her: "Understood, you are acting privately."

Xie Ziyou: "..."

A lot of points swam past him, Xie Ziyou bleeds with distress, his eyes faintly red staring at You Qin.

The protagonist's brain cramps, why is this supporting role not on the road?

It was said that a trace of shame flashed in Youqin's eyes, and the long sword in his hand was ready to pick up.

The cold wind raging in the air became more stern, and ice flowers faintly formed on the sword, and the little white rooted in the black and bright iron light, slender and delicate, but glowing with deadly cold light.

The white-clothed woman shook her body and raised her long sword above her head, eager to chop-

"and many more!"

Guan Heng struggled to prop up his body, and moved quietly to the edge of the boulder.

He raised his arm and shouted: "Girl, I have one last question-how did you find me accurately in Luoling?"

Youqin's sword-holding hand stopped for a while, there was a vague anger floating in the gloomy black eyes, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "If it's not..."

She just spit out a half sentence, her expression suddenly changed, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she paused for a moment unpredictably, her eyes rolled, and her tone changed suddenly.

"I have been following." The woman said lightly, her eyes gloomy.

Always?

Guan Hengyuan's eyes stared slightly, and he gasped for a moment.

The boy's eyes flickered and his body was unable to sway. He put his right hand weakly on the huge rock behind him, and said in a daze, "That is to say, from the time I left the house... So there is you among the people in front of the yard?"

Youqin's jaw lightly raised, and said coldly: "That's right."

The corner of Guan Heng's mouth was pulled up a little bit, revealing a bleak wry smile, but the smile was uglier than crying.

It seemed that there was an invisible force suppressing him, taking away very important things from his blood and bones, which was the last bond between him and the Guan family's blood relationship.

The young man’s eyes darkened, but he refused to give up—he was icy and smart, he had already figured out the joints, but he was reluctant to admit what he was thinking in his heart anyway. He gritted his teeth and insisted on asking: "Why do you... You want to let me escape this far?"

The corner of Youqin's mouth evokes a very shallow arc, like a sneer like sarcasm: "I am entrusted by the Guan Family Patriarch, and I need to be concealed and not noticeable."

The four characters "Guan Family Patriarch", if thunder was on the ground, thunder was immediately set off in Guan Heng's heart.

The cloud covered the sky, the thunderbolt suddenly tore the entire wilderness, the bitter rain poured down, and the desolate wind raged, wandering through his desolate and dry heart.

The boy was in a trance, and his throat was dry in an instant, and he couldn't say a word.

It turned out that my father... also wanted him to die.

The world deceives him, insults him, slanders him, or wants to kill him, he can just laugh, curse, or ignore him without paying attention.

Only a sharp knife from a loved one aimed at the softest corner of his heart, and only pierced a small tip tremblingly, causing him to bleed like a burst of pain.

Guan Heng gave a wry smile and closed his eyes deeply.

The Feng Rui Han Sword was held high above his head, and he was extremely weak, and there was no power to struggle.

The fierce sword aura has been blown to the cheeks, sharper than the cold winter wind, Guan Heng thought desperately, this really can't be sustained, or just die, right?

The Guan family is satisfied, the Xie family is satisfied, his fiancée is satisfied, and all those who look down on him are satisfied... Kill him alone, entertain the whole world, and earn money.

"Guan Heng!"

Xie Ziyou looked distraught in the bracelet, jumping and shouting desperately.

But the young man's face was as gray as death, and guttering out like a fountain of depression, every word he shouted seemed to fall into the void, not in the ears of the man.

No, the protagonist can't die here!

Even the villain system is just a stepping stone for the protagonist to grow up. Everything is set up for the protagonist Su Shuang, and the protagonist must not die!

Xie Ziyou hurriedly called the system: "Quick, can you give me a body?"

System: "You can use a jade bracelet to transform it and consume 1,000 points. However, you only have 3,000 points in your hand, including the 500 prepaid for the cheat task. Forced detachment also costs 1,000. We might as well..."

Xie Ziyou: "Stop talking nonsense, change quickly!"

From the bottom of his heart, he said to himself that this is financial speculation. If it is forced to leave, 1,000 points are equal to all of them. However, if you change your shape and block the sword for the protagonist, 1,000 points are investment-you can earn more in the future!

That's right, it's just investment, definitely not heartbroken this kid!

Seeing Xie Ziyou's tone of anxiety, the system hurriedly went to help him exchange.

It takes at least one minute to be shaped. It is obviously too late now. Youqin's long sword is already held high, and he is rushing towards the face with the wind and snow!

Xie Ziyou was eager to cry without tears, thinking what a mess this was all about.

Still anxious what the master is anxious about... Bah! Obviously, it is wanton distorting, don't give up if you don't kill him!

The protagonist of the villain abuse is quite particular. The small abuser is pleased, and the big abuser adds points. Xie Ziyou scolded the self-proclaimed Youqin in his heart, and he slammed his heart, urging the sapphire bracelet to fly forward—

Help the protagonist block this sword!

Anyway, the jade bracelet is just a prop for him to live in. Without a bracelet, you can also have a ring, jade pendant, and even the protagonist’s shirt...

When Guan Heng lost consciousness, his weak and limp left hand suddenly moved on his own, and the jade bracelet on his wrist was spinning fast, the streamer was shining like a lantern, and with a fearless posture and decisive attitude, he slammed straight into the falling long sword!

Guan Heng's pupils shrank suddenly!

Bracelets made of jadeite are bright and clear in the sun, warm and delicate, and are the most delicate and fragile treasures in the world.

It looked like death at home, facing the long sword, trying to block him from the cultivator's full blow.

But the material is jade, and this behavior is no different from using a man’s arm as a car and hitting a stone with a pebble.

The fundus of Guan Heng's eyes suddenly became hot.

In just one day, he was like trekking in the desert and Gobi for several months. His heart was already dry and exhausted, full of cracks. At this moment, seeing the jade bracelet is like seeing a person who is dying of thirst and seeing an oasis lake with clear water. The breeze is fading.

Not life-saving, but redemption.

The already exhausted limbs and bones came out of strength again, and the young man gritted his teeth desperately, and a strong smell of throat appeared in his throat. He fixed his eyes on the jade bracelet, the blue ribs on his forehead collapsed high, and with all his strength, he pulled his wrist and drove half a meter to the side!

The long sword wiped his flying sleeves, the wind raged, split the cloth, and smashed the huge rock.

"Boom!"

The half-person-high rock uttered an earth-shattering roar, and it cracked from the center. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. Two huge boulders slowly slumped and slammed into the ground on both sides.

In the dusty, You Qin Jiao's eyebrows slowly frowned.

Without a word, she raised the sword again.

The ice flowers are floating, and the cold snaps again.

Guan Heng laughed softly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Eyes blurred, eyebrows gentle.

"So there are people in this world who want me to live."

The young man murmured in a low voice, and his drooping eyes were stained with the color of attachment that no one could see. The tail sound drifted in the gust of sword aura, and fell into the valley with the roar of the falling rock.

It turns out that there are still people in this world who are willing to save him and die for him.

Water flashed from the corner of Guan Heng's eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, then quietly raised his head, arched his hands at Youqin solemnly, and said calmly: "Sorry girl, I don't want to die for the time being."

You Qin said coldly: "I can't help but you."

The whirlwind rolled up the white skirt to hunt and hunt, the azure blue profound energy suddenly condensed all over her, the long sword was lightly picked, and the ice blue ice blossoms reappeared, dancing and spinning in mid-air, and the edge of each snow-white petal was as sharp as a blade.

The long sword stabs forward with countless ice flowers!

Guan Heng only raised his lips slightly, leaving her with a light and free smile.

Then the young man raised his head to the sky, struggling under his feet!

A piece of broken rock at his feet suddenly burst, and a few pieces of broken rock rolled down along the cliff close at hand and sank into the bottomless abyss below.

The huge rock was leaning on the side of the cliff. At this time, the rock shattered and the road to the deep cliff was opened. Guan Heng vomited blood, laughed on his back, and quickly fell down the cliff.

The sleeves of the long sword pierced hunting and flying, the young man's black clothes were deep, but his eyes were bold and majestic, like a falling ink swallow.

"Girl Youqin," he said loudly, "If you don't die next time, I'll talk about it in the next day!"

The whirlwind lifted Yuqin's masked tulle, revealing half of her pretty jaw. She looked in the direction of the boy's fall, her red lips pursed slightly, frightened and angry.

The woman lifted up her long skirt and was about to fly into the cliff, but the corner of her skirt suddenly trembled.

Youqin's movements stopped immediately.

She frowned and fumbled a crystal clear crystal from her sleeve.

The light inside the crystal flickered, and it seemed very anxious.

It was a communication item sent to them by the young lady. It was not easy to get. Every time I used it, I had to infuse a large amount of profound energy, and I hardly used it on weekdays.

The light is so dazzling this time, it can be seen that something has happened to the young lady.

Youqin glanced at the bottomless mountain cliff, dense branches protruding from the side of the cliff, sharp branches slightly like countless sharp swords, and the roar of profound beasts faintly heard in the distance, and countless birds took off.

The uninhabited barren hills, the lofty mountains, winding all the way to the sky, during which there are many unknown lives wandering, and every splendid leaf may hide a lethal murderous intent.

That's it.

That kid...Even if he escaped from her sword, he shouldn't be able to survive.

…

Xie Ziyou also panicked about this problem.

He blocked the sword first, then took time to return to the body during his busy schedule, issued a recall order to Youqin, and hurried back, as soon as he fell into the bracelet, he felt that he was flying freely in the air-more exciting than a jumping machine.

Over there, Guan Heng fell down while still thinking about the fragility of the jade, so he clasped his left hand tightly in front of him.

From Xie Ziyou's point of view, the blood coughed up by the boy almost stained the entire sky.

He was still smiling, apologizing to Xie Ziyou: "I'm sorry Youyou, I'm dragging you down."

The boy had a hard mouth in front of Youqin, and he stole into the cliff chicly-but after blowing in the cold mountain wind for a while, his mind became calm, feeling the more violent falling force, Guan Heng also had to admit that he was afraid that he was about to fall to death. Here.

"Actually, you should be entrusted to her in the end... But I thought about it, I couldn't bear it anymore, for a while..."

"Oh, it's my fault. I'll die when I die, but I want to keep you lonely on this cliff for a long time."

"Shut up for me!" Xie Ziyou was almost mad. I spent 1,000 points. If the protagonist died, wouldn't he have lost his wife and broke down?

"Youyou, I..."

"You **** shut up, don't you understand human words?!"

Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and his heart cringed, pulling out the method of transformation prepared by the system, and hitting himself—

The sky in front of Guan Heng suddenly went dark.

He stared at the scene in front of him without blinking, staring in amazement and surprise!

The young man who descended from the sky has delicate eyebrows, his complexion is better than snow, and his eyebrows are dotted with vermilion flowers.

The long hair of Rumo fluttered freely behind the young man, rising with the wind, the beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to have a scorching fire, and the golden amber pupils gleamed endlessly, reflecting the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, the lake and the stars, as well as a frail, weak and bruised body His.

The boy's red lips opened slightly, his voice was blown away by the bulging wind, his figure was slender, his hands and feet were slightly cool, his arms opened in the mountains and the grass, and the cold wind was rising—

Gave him a tender hug.

Guan Heng's nose suddenly sore.

There was a hint of fragrance in his arms, he buried his head and sniffed almost greedily, his eyes were pale.

Fruity, a bit like summer watermelon, sweet and refreshing, refreshing.

He was seriously injured and dying, and the leaves of the grass were too late. He was expelled into the sinister mountains by his father himself. He was even pointed at the tip of his nose by Han Jian. The tears hanging in the boy's eyes did not fall.

But that bit of fragile stubbornness, in front of a bit of hasty warmth, was immediately defeated and vulnerable.

At this moment, Guan Heng was holding Xie Ziyou's soft waist, and the mountain breeze whistling like a drum in his ears, the world shattered in an instant, only the temperature in his arms was hot and hot, almost burning his soul.

It makes people burst into tears.

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