Chapter 554 Send the Sword

"No, I've had enough! You know, whenever I close my eyes, I will think of the picture of you being with her. My heart seems to be suffering in the oil pan. I haven't slept well these days! I don't want to wait any longer." Speaking of the last sentence, Gong Yunxiu's voice lowered and stared at Qin Yan's face, with an extremely eager tone. He said, "Brother Qin, since you are willing to give up that lonely road for her, it's the same to take me again..."

"Sister Gong, you are really tired. Go back and calm down first."

"No, I'm very sober!" Gong Yunxiu stood on tiptoe, gently stepped to Qin Yan's ear, and said softly against his face, "As long as you don't object, I'll tell her, and I'm sure she won't object..."

Qin Yan shook his head: "Sister Gong, go back and read a few Buddhist scriptures first and listen to the Buddha's teachings."

"Is it because Brother Qin doesn't understand Zen theory and has no internal beauty? Do you want me to read the Buddhist scriptures..."

"When you read the Buddhist scriptures, you will know that your idea is obsession. Buddha said that the greatest pain of people is that they can't let go of their obsession, but as long as they put it down, they will be vast and sky and sit on the ground to become Buddha.

"..." Angrily flashed on Gong Yunxiu's face and he couldn't wait to slap Qin Yan.

Qin Yan took a step back and breathed slowly in Gong Yunxiu's sad eyes and said, "Although I am not a decent man, I can't deceive my heart. Sister Gong, I only have Yu Hanyan in my heart. I don't love you at all. Even if I are reluctantly together, I will only mislead others and myself. You should have a better destination than me..."

"Bullshit! You and that Mu Chengxue look affectionate, and you dare to say that you are single-hearted? Bah, you are so hypocritical and shameless!"

"That's something else between me and Miss Mu..."

At this time, someone ran this way in the distance and shouted, "Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun!" Qin Yan turned his head, and Gong Yunxiu also stopped cursing. The two waited for the man to run closer together.

It was a thin man with a long bag in his arms. He came to him breathlessly and handed the package in his arms to Qin Yan: "This is for you by Ge Xinglie!"

"Ginging fiercely? What's in it? Qin Yan frowned and opened the cloth with his hand as he asked.

After handing over the bag, the man hurriedly retreated and shouted, "I don't know. I'm just a messenger. He didn't tell me anything..."

At this time, Qin Yan had uncovered a corner of the burden and saw a sword inside. The body of the sword as bright as autumn water glowed with cold light, and a sense of cold immersion emanated.

This strong cold air seems to have a familiar feeling...

Qin Yan felt inappropriate in his heart, but he didn't think so much. As soon as he reached out and tore off all the cloth strips on the sword. When he saw the familiar style of the sword hilt, his mind buzzed, as if he had a thunder on a sunny day, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This is the broken sword of Yu Hanyan!

The sword is in the hands of Ge Xinglie, so what about the man?

Qin Yan's heart seemed to sink into the abyss of silence, standing in a daze, and the halo of the broken sword reflected on his face, and he couldn't help changing his look.

Gong Yunxiu also recognized the origin of the sword and was a little happy. She peeked at Qin Yan's quiet and scary face and said, "Brother Qin, don't worry. Since Ge Xinglie sent this sword, it means that Sister Yu should have a safe life. Ge Xinglie probably wants you to exchange things..."

Qin Yan stared at the broken sword and saw his dark face reflected on the sword as bright as autumn water. Without saying a word, suddenly, his whole body shot out like a flying electric light.

"Hey, wait for me--" Gong Yunxiu slowed down and could only watch Qin Yan's back pierce the air and disappear at the end of the street.

Gong Yunxiu couldn't catch up with him. He simply stopped, sorted out his appearance, muttered a few words, and then slowly walked through an inn, came out of the backyard and walked in the direction of Sangu Square.

She recently joined an intelligence dealer like Forrest Gump and has a clear understanding of all the big and small things happening in the town. She knew that because of You Xiahan's appointment with Zhu Fei, Ge Xinglie would wait under the Taoist stage all day today and would not go back anywhere. As for the origin of this broken sword, it is very interesting...

'Brother Qin is messy, and he even goes in the wrong direction. When he wanders around the town like a headless fly, maybe I can get there first!'

Thinking like this, Gong Yunxiu's heart was a little sour.

'Brother Qin will only be so gaffe for a woman, but this person is not me, and probably won't have me in the future...' Then, I won't say anything, just watch a good play next to me, and let the dog man and woman go to hell!

On the Taoist platform, the sword spirit is horizontal.

Zhu Fei's smoke and clouds fought with You Xiahan's Tianlong Sword. To some people's surprise, it was You Xiahan who had the upper hand. The Dragon Sword waved the fierce sword spirit and swept the stage, giving full play to the hegemony of the Dragon Sword, and even the dark rain curtain was reflected by the brilliant light.

Zhu Fei's smoke cloud is confined in a narrow space, with left and right blocks, all defensive. The infernotic smoke wrapped his figure. With the accumulation of time, it became thicker and stronger, and even his whole face was covered. His hands and feet were hidden in the smoke, and he could no longer see it. Only when the brilliant light of the Tianlong Sword was crushed down, could people see the thousands of sparkling light and the bright The figure supported by the young master of the building.

The sound of dragons faintly came from the wind, and You Xiahan's posture appeared from various tricky angles, attacking Zhu Fei's difficult place to defend. The hiding place of the owner of Yanyun Sword is further forced and getting smaller. If it goes on like this, there will be no place to stand...

Now everyone has come to a unanimous conclusion: Zhu Fei is going to lose! Yandang Mountain is worthy of being the right leader second only to Qingweiju. Any disciple is a genius who is beyond the reach of ordinary sects. Even though the young master of Ming destroyed the building is extraordinary, he is still inferior to Yandang Mountain.

The game is coming to an end, and people begin to whisper about the game, which was thought to be wonderful, but there was no suspense. The men who bought You Xiahan won were overjoyed, and the people who made the wrong bet were full of bad luck and cursed someone in a low strength and dared to challenge Yandang Mountain arrogantly. It's really asking for trouble...

The only one who has not given up on the court is Luo Ying, the young master of Huanglong Island. He twisted his fat body and stood under the Taoist platform and shouted desperately: "Take pole, cheer up. What's the matter today? Haven't you had enough to eat? All my money is on you. Don't show mercy just because she is a woman!"

But no matter how noisy he is, Zhu Fei's decline has been irreparable.

Zhu Fei waved his long sword and supported it bitterly, and his teeth clucked.

He couldn't win, because there was a gloomy and evil breath wrapped around him, sucking his strength like a demon, making him unable to play half of his swordsmanship. It was Ge Xinglie's eyes, ignoring the limit of distance, like the shadow cast by the mountain, heavily oppressing his heart.

This is not just a simple momentum oppression, but more like a must-lose curse. Whenever he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight to the death, there seemed to be a cold laugh in his ear, making him fall into an ice cellar and could no longer exert any strength.