Hell no!

Hua Yao always felt that something was wrong.

She hurriedly stepped back, Bai Aya was like a sharp sword, blocking his steps, and said coldly: "Yun Qichen, you know very well that we are enemies!" ”

"I can be your man."

He stepped forward again, and Hua Yao couldn't help but make a move.

She warned sharply: "Don't come forward again, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." ”

Yun Tianchen lowered his head, looked at Bai Aya, who was like a sword in front of him, and said lightly: "Isn't this a shot?" ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward again as if he were challenging her bottom line.

Hua Yao is going crazy.

Did he really think she wouldn't do anything to him, that's why he rushed up like this? It's too much of a deception!

"You can't bear it."

Hua Yao simply gave up resistance and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

She didn't want to see him at all now.

Yun Tianchen stubbornly walked to the soft collapse, took her hand, and said strongly: "I came here with a lot of hardship, but you want to drive me away." Yao'er, do you have a heart? ”

Heart? Naturally, there is.

Hua Yao said coldly: "If you have anything to say, you should wait until I destroy the Hidden Sword Pavilion to come and tell me." ”

Yun Tianchen was ruthlessly pushed away by her, and her eyes became even more gloomy.

Hua Yao just didn't see it, but she thought in her heart, something is wrong, there is definitely something wrong with this guy. But if Yun Tianchen is really reborn, it should be that he can't wait to kill her. I didn't do anything, but I confessed and wanted to stick up.

What does this mean?

Does it mean that the plot collapsed?

Hua Yao was a little dumbfounded.

After she kicked people out, she thought about it carefully, but she couldn't figure out what went wrong.

The Yuehua Sect encircled and suppressed the Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

This is a major event.

In just half a month, I don't know how many people who received the news have rushed to come. Hua Yao sat in a soft sedan chair, and at this time there was a black sedan chair embroidered with a golden dragon pattern next to her.

Extremely arrogant.

Quite rampant.

The people in the Hidden Sword Pavilion suddenly panicked.

"It turned out to be Tu Liansheng, Tu Liansheng really came!"

The people who watched the excitement outside were also surprised, "It's just a little maid, how can it alarm Tu Liansheng?" ”

A man who was not tall suddenly came over and said, "You don't know this, do you?" I heard that Tu Liansheng's wife, Hua Qianying, did not die, but was imprisoned by the people of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. It was the red brocade that found it. Now that Hua Qianying has returned to the Yuehua Sect, Hongjin does not know whether he is alive or dead. You say, such a great hero, how can it not be worth Tu Liansheng to fight against the Hidden Sword Pavilion? ”

Everyone suddenly realized, "So that's the case? ”

"This maid is really not ordinary!"

Lou looked crooked, and someone asked again, "Why does the Hidden Sword Pavilion want to catch the flower Qianying?" ”

"Do you need to ask? Hana Chikage is the number one beauty! ”

Everyone laughed in unison.

Hua Yao listened to the words broadcast by the system, and said lightly: "Well done, continue to spread these rumors!" ”

The system is scared.

Hua Yao is really ruthless, this kind of gossip can be made up.

It's like a big basin of sewage on the heads of several people.

Hua Yao said humbly: "Those who have achieved great things are not informal." Anyway, my dad doesn't care what color the hat on his head is. What's more, this kind of thing will make people even more disgusted with the Hidden Sword Pavilion. ”

The system nodded, "Makes sense." ”

"Go ahead!"

Hua Yao said to the maid, and the leading maid flew forward, holding her sword and raising her voice: "The people of the Hidden Sword Pavilion will come out and die!" ”

Call!

Here it comes!

It's finally here!

Everyone was excited to see the soft sedan chair, and heard that the world's first beauty lived there.

I don't know if they can see the face of a beauty.

At this moment, a sweet and glutinous voice, which was not majestic, sounded in everyone's ears.

"Hand over the red brocade and keep the sword pavilion."