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The smoke dissipated, Han Li stood beside Zhao Qingqing, the zombie-like armored warrior, was blown out more than ten zhang, and looked motionless from a distance, the sound of the landing just now sounded very heavy, as if a mountain was falling down, Han Li took a closer look, and said in surprise, Sister Qing, you see, this monster weighs at least a thousand catties, and the land has collapsed, and where it has passed, there are footprints left one after another that sink deeply, and I am even more surprised that Zhao Qingqing's seriously injured body can also send out thunder between his fingers, blowing up this thousand-pound monster more than ten zhang, This martial arts cultivation, this temperament that is not chaotic in the face of danger, is really not comparable to other women.

His face is very handsome, revealing a handsome breath, a strong smell of sunshine, like a star, like a star, in the dark night, such as a deep, undetectable desire, swallowing people silently, the nose is curved, the thin lips are tightly clenched, holding the long sword in his hand, looking at the night, the zombie was hit with a bang, lying on the ground, his claws moved, looking at the blow of the mountain and the stone, hitting him as if he was nothing, only the nails were sharp and dark, as if they were highly poisonous, and kept scratching the land.

Her white embroidered skirt, the skirt was blown in the wind, under the light purple veil, faintly revealing the face of the country and the city, the temperament was quiet, walking with her hands in her hands, and walked towards the zombies indifferently, the beautiful female figure, and the zombies on the ground, indescribably weird, but seeing the zombie in armor, waving in thick water, squirming and crawling up, dead gray eyes, staring at Zhao Qingqing, step by step.

Thinking of this, he walked forward quickly, standing side by side with her, the armored zombie walked ten steps, at this time the distance between the two sides was only five steps, and he clearly saw that the zombie was wearing armor, the style was pink and ancient, and the exposed places on his body had long been rotten, and there was a faint stench, but seeing his dead fish-like eyes, he rolled the whites of his eyes, looked up to the sky and howled, making an ugly ghost sound, Zhao Qingqing said slowly, he was coming at me, I will lure him away later, you take the opportunity to run.

Han Li was full of questions, and said hastily, what did Sister Qing say, this dead thing doesn't know you, why is she chasing you?

When Zhao Qingqing heard this, she had a strange look in her eyes, watching the zombies roar and be silent.

The zombie in armor is more like a general, a general who has been dead for a long time and has come back to life, he stared at Zhao Qingqing, his claws suddenly inserted into his chest, stirring vigorously, Han Li retched, a burst of nausea, he inserted his claws into his chest, and pulled out a thin-bladed demon soldier from his body like flowing water, like a sword not a sword, like a knife not a knife, the handle of the knife is very long, the two hands are clasped, the demon knife is raised, reflecting a terrifying face, looking up to the sky and roaring, mixed with a vague roar, ten thousand catastrophes!

Han Li slashed the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword slashed across the land, glanced at Zhao Qingqing, and saw her looking directly at the warrior zombie, the cold light flashed in her eyes, obviously the murderous intent had risen, looking at the zombie's gaze, he repeated coldly, Ten thousand calamities.

Han Li's face was confused when he heard this, and he asked, what is the Ten Thousand Tribulations?

The eyes of the samurai zombie like a dead fish, looking over, the rotten face, the face is stern, as if shouting at the top of the voice, the dead who have been forgotten by time, just quietly accept the destruction.

Without waiting for Han Li to continue, Zhao Qingqing was already folded with her hands, and pure purple light overflowed between her hands, the purple light was extremely bright, like fire, burning in her body, under the veil, her face looked even paler, her voice was a little quiet, and she said slowly, for heaven and earth, anyone is just a short-term passerby, Qing dare not overcome, but he has died once, and he knows the preciousness of life, if you want to be clear, then you can come.

She was dressed in white and wrapped in snow, her slender figure was covered by purple gauze, although she didn't make much movement, but the quietness and elegance of a woman were enough to make any man crazy.

Zhao Qingqing's beauty is the kind of pure beauty, as perfect as possible, she has the beauty of the first beauty, but she doesn't think that a woman's beauty is a kind of happiness, so she often covers her face with purple veil, she has advanced martial arts, and she does not use force to oppress the weak at will, her temperament is elegant, with a touch of coldness, so that people have not approached, and she has felt filthy, and she is like a lotus, in this troubled world out of the mud without staining, I do my own thing, I can only watch from a distance and not close to the desecration

The armored warrior, listening to her verbal threats, as if he didn't understand the meaning of this, or was not afraid of Zhao Qingqing at all, Han Li was surprised, in his impression, he was as strong as Dugu Taizhen, and he couldn't underestimate Zhao Qingqing, but he didn't expect that this warrior zombie seemed to have an extraordinary origin.

In this stunned kung fu, his knife has been slashed, the knife light is dazzling, revealing a sharp white light, screaming at Zhao Qingqing's neck, his figure is as fast as a cat, leaving an afterimage in place, the sound is like his humanity, I am the blade, my knife is the catastrophe,......

Han Li tilted his eyes and saw that he had identified the location of the zombie outbreak in the afterimage, the long sword condensed frost, suddenly attacked, the sword momentum was like a Hong, the sword qi was like a substance, and it slashed at the zombie's waist, but he heard a crisp sound in the frame, the sharp blade of the famous sword condensation frost only cut a phantom, and his sweat was already dripping down, no wonder Zhao Qingqing only said that she wanted to let herself go, she could lure the monster away, and nothing else, it turned out that this blade was so difficult.

A demon knife in her eyes, has been slashed, mercilessly, Zhao Qingqing took three steps back, the purple light in her hand flashed, and she pulled out a transparent long sword from the air, the sword was just withdrawn, the force pressed the person out of breath, the sword shadow was ethereal, revealing a terrifying aura, she clenched the sword quickly, and slashed out with a sword, the white dress fluttered, in a short instant, it was already a split out of thirty-six swords, which is known as the world's first sharp sword momentum as the characteristics, photoelectric thirty-six swords, two figures in close combat, swords entangled, Lightning splashed everywhere, during the fight, the warrior zombie screamed, the voice was terrible, and the figure was even more crazy, the long sword in Zhao Qingqing's hand was like flowing water, it looked extremely sharp, and it was obliquely picked, right in the shoulder of the zombie, I don't know how, looking at the armor that was invulnerable to fire and water, in front of the blade in her hand, it seemed to be vulnerable, and the sword body was far away with a bit of flowing cold, like a pool of flowing water hidden in the sword, flowing back and forth with the swing.

Listening to the sword impact again, the armored warrior was suddenly split out of a few zhang, looking quite wolf, her jade hand carried a long sword behind her back, the sharp tip of the sword was close to the round shoulder, the mist flowed in her eyes, and she looked coldly, in the past, there were gods and men, and the ancient sword poured into the heavenly fire, and the ground was quenched, and the seventy-seven years of the world were smelted, and when it came out of the oven, the sky was like blood, and the second was that the sword was transparent, only the sunset in the west, only an afterimage, and it was self-contained, and the sword was ruthless, killing 10,000 people, and was good at killing its master, and there were countless blood iniquities, It is called the Demon Sword" Chengying, but unfortunately what Qing is holding in his hand is the demon sword that kills countless immortals, "Chengying"!

The armored warrior crawled for a moment, shook his neck, slowly got up, grabbed the ground with his ten fingers, dug out the traces of the Dao, moved a few times, and was unable to hang down his claws, Zhao Qingqing saw the situation, held the long sword in his hand, and stepped forward step by step, looked at it for a moment, raised the long sword, and placed it on the top of the armored warrior's head, a sword had not been cut off, the armored warrior burst out, his eyes emitted a blood-red light, and he held the demon knife in both hands, sending out a scorching wave of air, Zhao Qingqing bore the brunt of the attack, her hair was flying, but she seemed to be stunned, and the demon knife stabbed her shoulder with a roar, this is all something that happened in an instant, Han Li shouted, Sister Qing.

The demon knife is like fire, the fire is like a song, the song is like a wind bone, the wind bone is like a sword intent, a killing force envelops people, the long sword in her hand is like lightning, a human head clicks, and falls to the ground, she turns around and leaves, there is not the slightest trace of blood on her body, Han Li was stunned, Zhao Qingqing walked past him, her eyes stopped on him, and asked indifferently, don't you want to go?

Han Li was surprised, Sister Qing, the clothes on your body are invulnerable treasure clothes?

Zhao Qingqing stood with her hands in her hands, and when she heard this, she said slowly, it's not a treasure clothes, but it's still his knife.

Han Li looked back, but saw that the demon sword on the ground had already been broken in two by the Chengying Sword, barely sticking together.

Zhao Qingqing stood for a moment, and seemed to reveal a lot of tiredness, and said with a slight tiredness, okay, don't think about it, now I'll send you out, go back to your spirit to complain about your grievances, don't hide everything in your heart and don't let people know, you are aggrieved alone, just say it, and walk towards the moonlight.

Han Li's face was gloomy, he caught up a few steps, woke up side by side, and said in a trembling voice for a long time, Sister Qing is saying that she wants to tell Ruo Die's matter to Sù Lingling?

Zhao Qingqing stretched out her hand, pulling a strand of hair on her chest while walking, her eyes were indifferent but very good-looking, the purple gauze covered her face, faintly revealing a beautiful face, biting her lips, thinking about it and saying while walking, the dying person is the most pitiful, Miss Ruodie has been sad all her life, and you have pity on her when she is dying, but this is also a very happy thing, but the confidant is more lovesick when she goes, and it is more thoughtful when it falls into the flowers, and I am also extremely sad in my heart, and I think of Lingling, she is a child, kind-hearted, you don't want to hide anything from her, She's not going to be angry.

Han Li listened to her carefully, and immediately said embarrassedly when he heard the words, Sister Qing, I'm sorry Lingling.

Zhao Qingqing looked at him strangely and asked, what have you done to hurt heaven and reason?

Han Li hurriedly shook his head vigorously and said, I don't dare, it's just that I have taken the initiative to marry Miss Ruodie first, although I am not married by Ming Media, but I still take it seriously in my heart.

Zhao Qingqing took off her veil, took a deep breath, and her face was very beautiful, but her rosy lips were raised, and she said quietly with a quiet expression, do you think she is pitiful, so you took the initiative to marry her?

Han Li was silent for a moment, nodded slowly, and shook his head resolutely, I think it shouldn't be like this, I just saw her after being forced to commit suicide, I really think she is pitiful, a beautiful girl like her, her father was assassinated when she was a child, and she had to hide in Tibet when she was a child, if it weren't for these, I don't know how many men would break their heads and rush to ask for her, that round to get someone Han, just make a promise, no matter life or death, I will never give up, I really treat her as my wife, if she doesn't die, I must take her to Lingling and say, There is no selfishness.

After listening to this, Zhao Qingqing looked up at Mingyue quietly, her tone was lukewarm, and she said slowly, right? Today, I still remember that someone once said that although many men in the world are popular with three wives and four concubines, greedy for pleasure, he himself really thinks that a marriage without feelings is useless to marry many people.

After Han Li listened, there was already sweat on his forehead, and said, Sister Qing, I'm sorry, I disappointed you.

Zhao Qingqing looked down, smiled, looked in a good mood, shook her head and smiled, it seems that you are still a responsible person, you don't have to be afraid, I am excusing you, Miss Ruodie and I have a very good personal relationship, since the two of you have a relationship, it is a marriage with feelings, and I am also happy for her, besides, I know what you are thinking in your heart, including your thoughts about Lingling.

Han Lijun's face finally showed a hint of joy, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with joy, and said to Zhao Qingqing, Sister Xie Qing is complete, and Han will live up to Lingling in this life.

Zhao Qingqing turned around and said indifferently, how many regrets can people have in this life that cannot be changed, and a moment of indifference will only cause a lifetime of pain.

She walked out as she spoke, Han Li knelt behind her, and said thoughtfully, Sister Qing, should you tell Lingling about Ruodie?

Zhao Qingqing walked more than a dozen steps, and when she saw that he was still kneeling on the ground, she said plainly, you don't have to tell her, it's enough for you to have this intention in your heart.

Han Li nodded, still kneeling on the ground, not knowing what to think.

Zhao Qingqing frowned and said, what are you doing in a daze, don't you know the way, come here, I'll send you back.

Han Li smiled, stood up and smiled, Okay.