A moon-white, cold and serious man seemed to be slow and fast, and in just a few steps, he was already standing where Qiao Yang was lying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info squatted slightly, took Qiao Yang's pulse wrist, frowned, and condensed, "Sorry, I'm late." ”

The man glanced at Yun Yun faintly, as if he didn't see the light green light on Yun Yun's body slowly dissipating. Or, the daughter of the Yun family is unattractive to him.

"It's me and Uchiko who should thank His Holiness for saving his life, so why apologize." The spiritual power that Venerable Haoyuan had injected into his body made Qiao Yang look a little more energetic. He struggled to his feet and fell to his knees. "I was supposed to repay my kindness, but my current situation ...... Ask the Venerable again with a cheeky face, and hope that the Venerable can protect my wife and daughter. His eyes were sour, and his daughter was willing to be close to him today.

"Don't worry." Motioned for Yun Yun to help Qiao Yang up. Hao Yuan suddenly turned his head to look behind the stone pillar. With excellent eyes, he saw the little girl in the basin. With a slight frown, he turned his head to call his mount, only to find that the white crane had long since disappeared.

Yu Guang saw the four people who had been suppressed by the momentum since he came, Hao Yuan flew up, but in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the back of the stone pillar.

The sound of metal clashing ringed in his ears, and Yun He only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and he fell into a stiff but warm embrace.

The moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to see the gods, her carefully carved eyebrows and eyes, like ink and picturesque, her face like plum petals, and her eyes like cold pools. It is a green bamboo hairpin, and it does not reduce his demeanor. Even the slight frowning brow did not damage his demeanor. The white little hand against the slightly cool moon-white robe, the elegant green bamboo piping. It's a little more elegant.

Yunhe came back to his senses, but he lost his mind when he saw the man. "Men and women can't kiss, so it's troublesome for the son to let me go." The little brow furrowed slightly, and Yun He struggled. But I don't want the other party to let go......

"Ah......h Yunhe looked at the slender and perfect hand in front of him and chose to ignore it. Suddenly, I felt that the man in front of me didn't seem to be so perfect.

"And he." Calling out in fear and panic, Yunhe turned his head in panic. But it was Yun Yun who helped Qiao Yang. Quiet cliff, she didn't even hear anything other than the man in front of her. It turned out that the basin had already sent her to the place. Ignoring the pain in his hips, he walked on his short legs and ran in the direction of his parents.

Turning over and over again, Venerable Haoyuan performed several dust removal techniques on himself. But he turned and walked towards the four. No one saw the doubts flashing in Venerable Haoyuan's eyes.

"Hehe ......" Yunhe never thought that it would be like this when he saw his father again. A sluggish father who still has a straight back.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yang screamed, but the blood in his mouth overflowed with the words, and his weak legs seemed to be unable to carry the weight of his body anymore, but Yun Yun slowly helped him and sat on the bluestone floor. Qiao Yang opened his mouth again, but he didn't have the strength to summon Yun Yun again. Standing took up too much of his energy. The bright red blood stains on the ground spared no effort to remind the mother and daughter of the cruel truth.

"Daddy, get up, didn't you say that I was not good and wouldn't let you hug me? You get up, I'll let you hold. Get up and carry me home. Yun He turned his head to look at Yun Yun, as if he had lost his soul.

"Mother, you see that my father lied to me, and you punish him for cooking. You say. The hysterical words seemed to be able to wake up Qiao Yang, who was lying on the ground with only his pupils already beginning to spread.

"Qiao Zhenren has fallen." The sound of a flat wave is even more breezy than talking about the weather. Venerable Haoyuan looked coldly at the four people who were locked by the gods. As soon as he thought of it, he was already in front of Qiao Yunhe.

"Childe, even if you saved me, you can't say such bad words."

"Children are ignorant." Childe, is that what those mortals are called? Jian frowned slightly: "Arrange Qiao Zhenren's aftermath as soon as possible, and then I will follow the Boundless Sect." He looked at Yun Yun again, and with a flick of his fingers, a ball of spiritual power flew out to his fingertips and fell into Yun Yun's eyebrows. Like cold water showering her head, Yunyun seems to have just woken up from a big dream, and she doesn't know where she was born. Yu Guang saw Qiao Yang lying peacefully on the ground. Once again, he couldn't stand the stimulation and fainted on Qiao Yang's body.

Yun He looked at Qiao Yang, who was gradually losing his body temperature, and Yun Yun, who fainted, with a resolute look in his eyes.

"This worship, Gongzi Xie's life-saving grace." With a pale little face and stubbornness, he got up and walked in front of Venerable Haoyuan and knelt down. "Puff" mixed with the wind and blew into the ears of Venerable Haoyuan.

"This worship, thank Gongzi for saving his mother." Tears in both rows, as if, the hysterical girl quickly matured at this moment.

"This worship, Xie Gongzi's kindness to the enemy." The blood that spilled from the bump on his forehead stained Yun He's pale face with a touch of bright color.

"This worship, I beg my son to allow me to avenge my father." Cloud and back. saw Yun Yun lying on Qiao Yang. Dressed in white and with white hair, dancing together. Only desolation.

He stood up, his eyes burning, waiting for his reply.

Stiff expression, no emotion can be seen. He turned around and flew his sleeves, but saw that the four of them fell straight in front of Yunhe as if they had been attracted by something.

Kowtowing again, straightening up, Yun He looked around, but saw the brilliant seven-star sword in Qiao Yang's hand. Walking forward quickly, Yunhe stumbled on the road where there was no gravel.

Sweat drops condensed on her fair forehead, but she stubbornly felt that only by letting them hate the Seven Star Sword could her father's heroic spirit rest in peace. Time and time again, the seven-star sword did not move. Fell beside Qiao Yang.

Yunhe stood up, stretched out her hand again, staggered too hard, she looked at the sword in her hand in disbelief as if it had no weight, and turned her head to look at Venerable Haoyuan, her eyes were grateful.

The seven-star sword, which was longer than her height, the seven-star sword that had lost its aura and brilliance, dragged behind her, leaving a deep mark on the bluestone floor.

"Have you figured it out? I can help you. "There are no waves in the cold pool, but the cold is pressing. Venerable Haoyuan didn't have any expression on his face.

"Thank you, Childe, but my father's revenge, I will avenge it myself." Standing quietly, there was only calm on his face.

"You should call me Your Holiness." raised his eyebrows slightly, acquiescing to Yun He's idea of revenge.

Yun He looked at him deeply. Hold the sword, stab horizontally. Pursing his lips and trembling slightly, Yunhe forced himself to watch the sword sink into the gangster's body.

The sword sliced through the flesh with a popping sound, and the bright red blood gushed like a fountain from the wound from which the sword had been drawn. The clouds and stomach churned, and they couldn't help but let out a wow, and spit in front of them.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the rolling tears, Yunhe condensed.