"I'm not leaving!" Although the crimson in a pair of eyes has been calmed down by Cheng Huan, the distortion on Qingman's face is still spreading deeply.

The words fell, and several silver needles in Qingman's hand were sent out towards Cheng Huan's face door one after another.

Cheng Huan sighed and shook his head slightly, the defensive enchantment that had only wrapped his own in a transparent luster suddenly flashed with colorful brilliance.

After experiencing a big battle with the Demon King in the Bronze Palace, Cheng Huan has not only been refined in the forging of his own physique, but also greatly improved in his magic cultivation.

After leaving the Bronze Palace, Cheng Huan tried to integrate the Five Elements Returning to the Yuan with the spiritual cultivation techniques he had practiced before.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Chenghuan Fang fused, there was a good fit.

If he hadn't been in a hurry and didn't have much time to meditate and cultivate, Cheng Huan's cultivation would not have been so far.

The green vines that are not too strong in spiritual cultivation are tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg in front of Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan, who was wrapped in a ball of colorful light, looked coldly at the dozen or so silver needles that were still in front of him, and a trace of coldness flashed on his face.

She gave Qingman a chance again and again, but Qingman didn't know how to cherish it.

"If that's the case, then I'll let you see with your own eyes what kind of me is what kind of person Rong admires." Cheng Huan's words were already so cold that there was no emotion.

The colorful protective shield shook slightly, and the dozen or so silver needles in front of Cheng Huan all fell to the ground.

The jade hand was raised slightly, and the green vines facing Cheng Huan were as if they had been immobilized, and they couldn't move at all.

Qingman's throat surged desperately, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

For a moment, Qingman's eyes were full of fear, and he didn't know how Cheng Huan would treat him.

Immediately after that, Cheng Huan waved his wide sleeves again, and Qingman stood in the corner, his stiff body like a statue.

Unhurriedly took out a brocade screen from the space treasure ring, Cheng Huan's mind moved slightly, and the brocade screen was draped in front of Qingman.

Then a series of spells were cast one after another, and Qingman, along with the brocade in front of him, disappeared into the void.

However, the green vine behind the Jinping who was restrained by Cheng Huan with a technique can see every move in the entire room clearly.

What Cheng Huan has to do is to let Ouyang Gurong prove to Qing Man with his actions, and there is not only Cheng Huan's peerless face in his eyes.

Pulling out a silver hairpin from between his buns, Cheng Huan did not hesitate at all, and the jade hand was slightly raised and slashed down from the left side of his face.

All of a sudden, bright red liquid poured out from the skin that had slipped off the silver hairpin.

Cheng Huan quietly looked at himself whose face had been ruined in the bronze mirror, his eyes were calm, and his face was not shocked.

It seems that it is someone else's face that has been scratched.

At this moment, the wooden door behind Cheng Huan was pushed open with a "squeak".

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ouyang Gurong Fang pushed open the door, he actually saw the scene of Cheng Huan destroying his beautiful appearance.

"Huan'er, you ......" Ouyang Gurong grabbed Cheng Huan's side with a flash, and snatched the silver hairpin from Cheng Huan's hand.

didn't bother to ask Cheng Huan why he was like this, Ouyang Gurong immediately took out the white cloth from the space treasure ring and wiped the blood that was pouring out of Cheng Huan's face.

"I was attacked by a hidden weapon in the bronze hall, and there are still toxins in my body that have not been discharged, and the toxins have attacked my face today." Quietly looking at Ouyang Gurong, who was wiping the blood stains for himself for gentleness, Cheng Huan said helplessly.

"Why don't you take care of yourself like this, you should let Uncle Yao treat you when you come." Looking at Cheng Huan, who had an ugly scar on his face, Ouyang Gurong said in a connected way.

Qingman on the side quietly watched the scene in the room, but there was still that smile on his weird and distorted face.

His face was ruined, and he saw how Cheng Huan was still powerful in front of her.

At this time, Ouyang Gurong also saw the blood stains on Cheng Huan's limbs that had coagulated.

"It's the curse of the Demon King's deathbed, and no one can solve it." Feng looked at Ouyang Gurong lightly, and Cheng Huan said calmly.

"If Hua Le is still alive, I will definitely make her pay for her blood debt." Ouyang Gurong's words were suddenly filled with anger.

Looking at the blood stains on Cheng Huan's thin clothes, Ouyang Gurong's face couldn't help but soften with pity.

It is a cruel curse to have to rely on bloodletting to get rid of toxins in the body every day.

But as long as Cheng Huan can stand in front of him alive, no matter what kind of difficulties there are, Ouyang Gurong has the firm strength in his heart to overcome.

"Rong, from now on, you will have to face an ugly woman day and night." Cheng Huan raised his eyes and glanced at the corner, and then said sadly.

"Huan'er, your face is just a stinky skin, you know I never minded this." At this time, Ouyang Gurong stopped the movement in his hand, looked at Cheng Huan and said softly.

"But in the future, I have to detox like this every day, but I am afraid that it will not be long before I will be unrecognizable." Cheng Huan still said worriedly.

A pair of big hands skillfully bandaged Cheng Huan's wounds, and Ouyang Gurong's face did not flash in the slightest.

"After the wedding, I will take you to Nanshan to see Uncle Yao, he will always have a way." Ouyang Gurong said firmly.

Hearing this, Cheng Huan himself was also slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, for the belated wedding banquet, Ouyang Gurong kept thinking about it in his heart.

"I've disfigured my face, and you're going to marry me?" Cheng Huan asked again.

"I'm married to you, what do you do?" Ouyang Gurong also replied.

The words are completely as they should be.

What he admires is this gentle and pure Chenghuan who is as pure as a water lily.

Beauty will eventually get twilight, if it is just greedy for a thin beauty, Ouyang Gurong will probably not be alone for ten years.

"Rong, don't you understand, I will become unrecognizable in the future!" Cheng Huan became slightly excited.

"Huan'er, don't make trouble unreasonably, okay, what I love is your heart, even if you are unrecognizable, you are still my beloved wife." Seeing that Cheng Huan became more and more excited, Ouyang Gurong also got up helplessly, hugged Cheng Huan into his arms, and said softly but firmly.

At this time, the woman in the corner who witnessed this qiē finally quietly shed tears.

It turned out that she had always been unable to get out of the prison in her heart.

"If you really like a skin like this, then I'll accompany you." Hugging Cheng Huan tightly, Ouyang Gurong did not hesitate to pick up the silver hairpin on the side, and swiped towards his angular handsome face.

At the moment when the silver hairpin released the demon and scratched Ouyang Gurong's face, Cheng Huanyu's fingers moved slightly, blocking the advance of the silver hairpin in time.

I'm afraid that it will be too late, and Ouyang Gurong's face has been ruined.

"Rong, it turns out that you are as stupid as me." Cheng Huan smiled softly.

The jade hand was raised slightly, and the spells and Jinping standing in front of Qingman were all withdrawn by Cheng Huan at this moment.

And the Miao Jiang woman behind the Jinping has already carved deep tears on her cheeks.

A pair of moving apricot eyes have also been red and swollen from crying.

"Qingman, did I lie to you?" Lianbu moved lightly to Qingman, and asked lightly.

Compared with the aggressiveness of the green vines, Chenghuan always feels that it is tepid and quiet, too much like a clean water lily that grows from sleep.

Looking at Cheng Huan in front of him with tears in his eyes, Qingman finally came to his senses and shook his head vigorously.