Chapter 58 When the Old Man Reunites

Three thousand models came out, and his temperament makes people have no doubt about his ability to be the first owner.

However, this time, everyone's eyes are more focused on the windless woman wrapped around him. He was black, and even his face was covered by black gauze, revealing only a pair of black eyes as black as ink, flashing.

And Joan knew that her mournful clothes would attract the attention of others, but she had her own calculations.

To be honest, she actually doesn't know much about this bet. However, there is always a chance in everything. In case the god-to-blood valley owner really appears and finds out that this is her little trick. Isn't she going to toss her in vain?

So, put on makeup, cover your face, keep a low profile, and leave later, right?

Thinking of this, He Qiong held the veil with her hand, tried to be ignored, exhaled gently, and walked out and sat on the side seat of Buqian.

However, it is obvious that someone will not let her go easily.

"Lord, is this the girl next to you who threatened to let the owner of the Blood Valley appear? Why don't you look down on this sitting hero with his true face?

If you say it's sour, look, this is, it's still a man!

He and Joan spat in her heart. It's you that I despise! By the way, give him a white eye.

The man who opened his mouth had excellent eyesight, and those small movements could not escape his eyes and was about to attack.

"Master Hong misunderstood. This girl feels that the wind is cold and it is not suitable to blow the wind. In the final analysis, it is Bu's poor care."

The polite and humble explanation of three thousand steps invisibly resolved an unhappiness, in which wisdom is admirable.

No matter how dissatisfied he is, the owner's face still needs to be given, so Hong Lie has to find another topic, "Master, it's already You now. Will the Blood Valley Lord really appear?"

"Yes, yes, will you come or not..."

One sentence immediately caused a group reaction, and Bu Sanqian also looked embarrassed. Why didn't he be in a hurry?

Looking at the woman in the seat, she saw that she was still lazy.

"Little girl, aren't you a scareer?"

But no one responded to him, who made her a "patient" now.

This move really angered Hong Lie. At least he was also the number one person reported in the world. Today, he was completely ignored by an unknown woman. How can he hold this breath?

Just as he was about to pat the table, someone in the crowd exclaimed, and suddenly all his attention was diverted.

The red flowers in the dark sky are sprinkled down, which is like a bloody rain, sad and cold.

He Qiong squinted and looked at it, but saw that the white sedan chair carried by four beautiful women fell down in the empty sky. The girl hung a long string of bells of red ropes on her waist, singing softly all the way, which was very pleasant. Their steps are light and their skirts are fluttering.

In the blink of an eye, the white sedan chair has fallen in everyone's eyes. It was so shocking to fall from the sky.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The arrogant Hong Lie suddenly muttered: "The romantic has a king and grandson, a crazy young man. Crazy young master, it's a crazy young man!" He suddenly stared uncontrollably and got up tremblingly, as if he couldn't believe it.

Everyone has never seen Hong Lie so excited, but when they heard those two words, they were shocked. He just looked at the blurred figure in the sedan chair with awe.

Kuang Shao, a person who has been really active in the high-level martial arts since he declared a big noise six years ago, is unruly, lonely and arrogant in the world. He is a peerless master for the world to see.

There are more rumors that Mrs. Blood Valley is her sister.

Now that he has appeared, does this mean that the martial arts myth that has been hidden for ten years will really appear tonight?

At this time, people's hearts are even more surging. Although people are excited, no one dares to make a sound for fear of blaspheming the people in the sedan chair.

Everyone held their breath. Finally, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a red sleeve. The flashy red, with a cold chill, spread all the way.

Beautiful color, cold and clear face, strange harmony. The long figure and dancing red drive the dark line of the cuff embroidered with golden cloud patterns to shine in human eyes, and the extremely cold air spread out slowly approached her like that.

He and Qiong only felt a little trance. In front of her, there seemed to be a teenager's figure overlapping with him. Ten years, wow, really experienced people.

I couldn't tell where the shallow relief that oozed from my heart came from. I only felt a flash of a human figure at the top of my eyes, but the step three thousand above rose up in a hurry.

"If you are crazy, you will not be far away. Please take a seat quickly." He bent down deeply to the man in the girl's clothes, with a humble attitude and no momentum. But even so, no one feels a little strange. Looking at the man's eyes, they are all respectful.

And the man seemed to have not heard his words and swept the crowd faintly. His eyes were finally fixed in the whole audience. There was only the masked woman who had been sitting from the beginning to now. Her eyes flashed slightly, and only she saw it.

Then everyone picked a side seat and sat down, right opposite to Joan.

His eyes did not leave the woman opposite him, presumptuous and direct, but there was no evil at all.

He and Qiong knew what he was confirming, and he was not embarrassed. They looked straight at the cold eyes, the slightly bent corners of their eyes, and there was no annoyance.

When she saw the flash of surprise in the man's eyes, she silently hooked the corners of her lips and was really happy. Kind and inexplicable.

The two of them were still looking at each other as if no one was there, but the people standing there were suffering. However, the suspicion in my heart is even greater.

Although the main seat is still empty, Bu Sanqian doesn't dare to sit any more. He was hesitating, but he heard Ma Ming Xiaoxiao and cut through the sky. Everyone's sight was taken away again.

Oh! This sight was amazing again, and a shadow gradually appeared in the dark. The man directly rushed into the horse and rushed here. The momentum was magnificent, and everyone only avoided it by intuition.

When the eye was to be determined, the man had turned over and disemblod himself and went straight to the man in shirion.

"Xi boy, I didn't expect you to come too."

He was about to pat someone on the shoulder with a laugh and scolding, but he gently dodged it. He was not annoyed and sat on the main seat.

Everyone looked at the two people who looked like acquaintances. They were arrogant and arrogant. He was not unhappy at the man sitting in the main seat. He couldn't help looking at the man a few more times.

I have to say that when that person sits on the throne, he has a kind of dignity of reigning in the world. That dignity and absoluteness are not what ordinary people can have. At present, I dare not have the slightest objection.

The world can make the world feel helpless. I'm afraid there is only one Chu Yinhao in the world. Although he has not admitted this old and disrespectful elder, everyone has been used to this model. Although he has not seen him for many years, he has not seen any birth. The only thing missing is her.

Thinking about this, the eyes are slightly dark, and no one notices it.

He Qiong also looked at Chu Yinhao carefully. The years did not blur his face. The amber eyes were full of color, just as she described in her memory. What he gives is always the sunshine that the world is longing for.

It seems to have noticed the look at by others and the exploration of different outsiders, which is a long-lost sense of intimacy. Chu Yinhao trembled suddenly, and there seemed to be a white light flashing in his mind. Looking at the masked woman's eyes suddenly leaked a little excitement.

"Did you draw that picture?"

He Qiong was shocked. His appearance was obviously the joy of seeing the old man. She didn't know that he had been looking for her for a long time. Just as he was about to defend, the sudden stand- up of the opposite person attracted everyone's attention.

I have never seen such an expression as a mad master. Everyone turned their heads to the place where they were curious.

The smooth black satin flashes the fluorescent under the torch, low-key and extremely luxurious, rippling away like water. Black has always been such a magnificent existence. The wide cloak covered his unfinished body, covering the brim of his hat, and only saw the cold chin, thin lips were scruising, and there was no look.

Following the teenager's straight posture, a three-foot-long, slightly clear sword hung around the teenager's waist. Close to it, there is a palpitating chill, which is emitted by the sword. At this time, it hung quietly on the waist of the teenager, but it still felt that it was a dormant bloodthirsty beast, holding high to outsiders, and it could stage a killing at any time.

After the sinking, it is bloody, cold and cold, but it shows its invincible hegemony everywhere. Even if she can see the danger of this sword. However, it is controlled by this teenager who is approaching step by step. And they just met a few days ago...

His eyes fluctuated slightly, with indescribable feelings. It seems that when she comes here, she doesn't look like her anymore; it seems that there is another person in her body who is slowly waking up, and she can't control it.

frown, I don't like this feeling.

Everyone looked at the teenager with curiosity and disdain, but several sharp-eyed people exclaimed with excitement when they saw the non-iron and non-stone sword worn by the teenager's waist: "Oh, my God, no way, it's no way!"

His call was an uproar. No one in the world knows that all the famous swords in the world are ranked in the weapon spectrum, and Wudao is not on the weapon spectrum, not because it is not well-known enough, but because no one has been able to control it so far.

It is said that it is very domineering. In the past, many people wanted to control it but were eaten back. They lost one of the many undead under the sword. Since then, no one has dared to possess it. However, this teenager actually controlled it?!

Shock and fear alternate in the eyes of everyone. Without the previous contempt, I could only consciously open an empty road and watch the teenager pass by.

When the teenager stood still in front of the slightly excited man in red, he stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the hat that covered his face.

Chu Yinhao was originally vaguely guessing the identity of the teenager, but when he saw the same blue eyes as that man, the string in his heart suddenly broke.

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Comrades, it's very hard to smoke. Today, I'll give you three thousand words, and I've been drained~~