Chapter 118 A woman is like a life, she can't be asked for!

"Well, keep a low profile, Xiaoyu, you are usually very low-key!" Long Yan couldn't help laughing and immediately patted Hong Yu on the shoulder. He turned his words and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, with such a peerless sword, there is hope for our unique gate this trip!"

Not far behind, Duan Mujing frowned slightly, looked at Hong Yu quietly, and sighed leisurely in her heart: "In those years of war with him, if he showed this peerless ancient sword, I'm afraid he can't resist it with the same sword... This shameless apprentice, who turned out that he had a duel with me, did not do all his strength."

In the bottom of my heart, an inexplicable emotion gradually surged up, and those autumn eyes faintly glowed with a blurred light. Suddenly, Duanmujing slowly stepped on her sexy long legs and came to Hong Yu. She stood still. Qiu Shui's eyes looked at Hong Yu motionless.

"Uh... Sister Duanmu, what's the matter?" Looking at the beautiful senior sister standing in front of him, Hong Yu was slightly stunned. Other disciples also closed their mouths for a moment and looked at them with some fun.

Since the duel that year, everyone knows about the little thing between them.

The straight Qiong's nose hummed softly, and the tip of her eyebrows was slightly raised. Duan Mujing said, "Hong Yu, you mercited me back then. Don't think I will be grateful to you. Don't dream!"

After saying that, before Hong Yu could speak, she twisted her tall and seductive buttocks, turned around and pushed away the crowd and went alone.

"Uh..." Hong Yu was completely stunned and scratched his head with his hand. What does that mean?

The disciples around looked at him strangely and didn't say anything for a moment. Lu Feng came forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Xiaoyu, it's nothing, women are like..."

He suddenly saw Shu Qiqi beside him, who was bulging her pink cheeks on both sides. He hurriedly swallowed the word "clothes" back, smiled and changed his mouth and said, "Women are like life, you can't ask for them!" Xiaoyu, just want to be open-open."

Shu Qiqi, beside him, curled her little mouth and glanced at him, and her delicate little face looked up slightly: "Humph, you are a quick reaction!"

Hong Yu raised his foot directly, put a foot on Lu Feng's buttocks, and laughed and scolded, "Yes, now Sister Shu is your life. If you dare to be sorry to her, I will castrate you on behalf of Grandma Moon."

Looking at the figure of a pair of people, Hong Yu sighed slightly, and a faint faint loss rose in his heart. Suddenly, the ancient sword in his hand suddenly dispersed into a little firefly, and the firelight quickly condensed into a beautiful girl in white with small jade feet.

The girl stood in front of Hong Yu, with her hands behind her. After looking at Lu Feng and Shu Qiqi's back, Xiao Nizi looked at Mujing's back farther away, suddenly smiled, slowly stepped forward, and naturally took Hong Yu's arm.

The disciples of Juetianmen have long been surprised by the intimacy of this sword. However, the girl in red, who was walking alone, suddenly stopped and slowly turned around as if she were telepathic.

In an instant, her delicate body suffocated slightly, and her little hand clenched her fist: "This shameless disciple..."

She turned her little face and never looked at Hong Yu again.

"Oh, little girl, what's wrong with you?" He raised his finger and gently scratched Qianlan's beautiful nose, and Hong Yu sighed.

Touching the nose that was made a little itchy, Qianlan innocently shrugged her delicate shoulders and said innocently, "What a stupid person, I just don't want to see you lost."

"I think you are such a stupid person. What do you know? In fact, as long as you are by my side, I will never lose." After swinging his hand, Hong Yu blurted out. After saying that, he was stunned. Yes, why can this girl make herself feel so at ease? Is the girl she saw in the magic well really her?

In an instant, Hong Yu found the girl's tender little hand, clenched it and clenched her fingers. Feeling the wet palms of the teenager, the girl's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Looking at the girl's snow-white Xiuxiang, he slowly became shy and red, and the disciples around him were stunned and opened their mouths one by one in surprise.

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"Xiaoyu, where did you refine the death knife just now? Oh, don't tell me that you are hiding in your inner world and refining. If a monk in the empty world cultivates his own inner world, I won't believe such a thing!" Long Yan came forward and laughed.

Hearing this, other disciples also looked over curiously.

Coughing gently, Hong Yu didn't say anything, just scratched the back of his head and smiled slightly shyly.

The dead mouse beside him raised its sharp mouse's head and squeaked disdainfully, "Squeak... The mouse said, if it's really an ignorant human being, isn't it in the inner world?"

"What? Is it really refined in your inner world? Long Yan's chin was broken on the spot and stunned. He was so shocked that it was difficult to attach. He couldn't find many monks who could cultivate the inner world in the whole cultivation world!

However, Xiaoyu's younger brother in front of him has cultivated his own inner world. How did he do it? This can no longer be described as a miracle.

In fact, everything that happened to the little feather brother in front of him has broken the routine!

Around, all the disciples of Juetianmen opened their mouths and looked at Hong Yu like monsters, unable to speak for a long time.

After taking a few breaths and trying to calm himself down, Long Yan gave Hong Yu a thumbs up and said with a smile, "If the master knows that you already have his own inner world, I really don't know how happy he will be."

In this battle with Hua Xiangtian, Hong Yu is destined to become a popular person in the division. He is famous for the whole Juetianmen. He splits off the 17th generation of the heir of the death magic knife with a sword. His cultivation is still in the void, and he has cultivated his inner world. Any of these two things are usually not even dared to do in their dreams.

Next, the disciples of Juetianmen did not stop much. Under the leadership of Lu Feng, a disciple of Piaoyuan Peak, they continued to advance to 100,000 mountains to compete for the magic finger.

Along the way, some ambusters came to offend, but they were all broken one by one by the disciples. A group of disciples are majestic and powerful. With the combination of Hong Yu and Qianlan, it is very likely that the magic hand will fall into the Juetian Gate.

In front of you, there was a bloody light, and you could hear the sound of Xiao killing from afar. Sword light, knife light, artifacts, and even the laws of heaven and earth crossed the sky.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, and many blood has dried up. Obviously, they have been killed for a long time. The air is full of blood and a sad smell.

"The battle for the magic finger ahead is really fierce. I really don't know whether that magic finger brings blessing or disaster to the cultivation world?" Long Yan, the eldest disciple of Tianyunfeng, shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, Hong Yu's face was inevitably a little unnatural. But Arnold said lightly, "There is no absolute disaster or absolute blessing between this world."

After saying that, Arnold's lavender eyes looked at Hong Yu, obviously comforting him.

Hong Yu smiled and said, "That's right. Whether it is a disaster or a blessing, since the magic finger is born, whether it is a disaster or a blessing is God's will.