(The concubine is lonely and lacks lotus, and the people are happy with the lotus)

Gui Ying also gasped when she saw the "black cloud suppression array" on the field, and whispered to Mo Forget: "What an evil thing! It's a pity you can't see it!"

"Did you see that?" Mo Forget asked with a smile.

“”

Gui Ying was about to refute when she heard a loud voice of surprise from the audience.

The two of them couldn't help but look at the martial arts arena of the Gu Fight in the middle.

I saw that the black fog suddenly subsided in the martial arts field where it was as black as thick ink and white as clouds, gradually vacating a clearing.

Song Renzong's face was pale, sickly, and his movements were very difficult, but there was still a trace of perseverance in his eyes

I heard Shen Yehan laugh sharply in the black mist: "Song Lang! Song Lang! I'm here! You have such a great ability! You come to arrest me! Hehehehe!"

As if he hadn't heard, Song Renzong suddenly clasped his hands together, bit the tip of his tongue, and a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth, splashing on his hand, and then pushed it out with both hands

The black mist suddenly soared for half a minute, and then contracted rapidly, like several big hands, squeezing all around, the baby's cry was earth-shattering, and the black mist was full of blood-red color.

On the stage, Gui Ying sighed: "Shen Yehan lost ......"

The originally huge blood mist on the martial arts field all poured towards Shen Yehan, gradually centering on her, converging into a circle, hissing a few baby shrill laughter, and the black mist burst red, and there was no black at all.

"Poof", Shen Yehan in the circle spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the huge spider legs formed by the black mist behind him slowly dissipated

The red mist rolled with a whin, sprinkled, and fell to the ground, never to be traced again.

The last trace of black mist in the red circle dissipated, and Shen Yehan appeared in front of Song Renzong.

Qingchen looked extremely painful, her face was blue, she couldn't help but gasp, her beautiful face was extremely ugly at this time, this woman's ugliness was by no means something that ordinary words could describe. A pair of blood-red eyes, glowing with green silk, a face like crumpled straw paper, countless dark purple spots, a few dark cyan bags, squeezed out of all the facial features, jet-black lips, and sticky green juice hanging from the corners of the mouth, are really ugly and impossible to look at!

Everyone in the audience showed disgust, and the man who was previously attracted by Shen Yehan's beauty crawled aside and vomited

Song Renzong hurriedly walked forward, grabbed a handful of pills from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Shen Yehan's mouth, only then did Shen Yehan's expression recover a little

Song Renzong hugged Shen Yehan, who had blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood from time to time

Shen Yehan reluctantly opened his tired apricot eyes, looked at Song Renzong who was holding him with teary eyes, and choked up: "Song Lang, you love me, right?"

Twenty years ago, Song Renzong can be described as a young man, at the age of nine he studied under the Butterfly Mountain Gu Immortal, I am born to be useful, Song Renzong, who is weak in martial arts, shows his talent at a glance in terms of Gu refining, Gu Immortal has two daughters under his knees, and intends to marry Shen Yehan's sister Shen Yelian to Song Renzong, and intends to let him inherit his mantle after a hundred years.

is ridiculous and makes people, Song Renzong already has a heart, compared to Shen Yelian's quiet and lovely, Song Renzong loves Shen Yehan's playfulness and cuteness even more. Without knowing the master's intentions, Song Renzong gradually fell in love with Shen Yehan.

When Gu Immortal proposed it on his ninetieth birthday, Song Renzong wanted to refuse, but all generations of the rivers and lakes were present

When Song Renzong wanted to tell him privately, Gu Xian was sick again, for the sake of his master's body, and Shen Yelian was even more forced with his own life, Song Renzong had no choice but to marry Shen Yelian to cut off his love for Shen Yehan.

A hundred years after the master, Song Renzong's love for Shen Yehan was no longer as ruthless as before, and the two of them carried Shen Yelian behind their backs to do the destructive thing.

That day, just as the two were making love in the room, they were bumped into by Shen Yelian who entered the room, Shen Yelian couldn't figure it out for a while, so she committed suicide at home that day, and in the face of the accusations of the rivers and lakes, Song Renzong, who was heartbroken and ashamed of his master in the spirit of heaven, ran out of the Butterfly Valley under self-blame, and since then he has wandered the rivers and lakes, swearing to break off with Shen Yehanen

Shen Yehan learned that Song Renzong had run away, so she searched around the rivers and lakes, she found it once, Song Renzong refused once, she found a place, and Song Renzong hid in one place.

Song Injong became the eleventh person in the Hall of Fame, and she became the twelfth, and every time she challenged Song Injong, she has been entangled to this day

On the martial arts field, Shen Yehan's tears continued to spill, stretching out his blood-stained Qianqian jade hand, caressing Song Renzong's weather-beaten face, his eyes were hazy with love, and he said softly: "You are really my enemy"

"After so many years, you are still so beautiful, the world does not keep us, why do we miss the world?"

Song Renzong hugged Shen Yehan's body tightly and said very sincerely: "Hard-working mandarin ducks, are you wishing?"

Song Renzong's bright and persistent eyes, like an invisible force, penetrated through Shen Yehan's cloudy eyes, piercing the depths of Shen Yehan's heart, stirring up a burst of light.

Shen Yehan was still crying, and asked in a choked voice: "Song Lang, do you still like me now? I look like this, this kind of heart, how can you like me again." ”

Song Renzong said in a low voice: "It's not like, it's love!"

As soon as the lips of the two touched, they did not separate, Song Renzong hugged Shen Yehan in his arms tightly, and the rattan behind him moved as if there was life, wrapping around the two of them, forming a huge ball that wrapped the two of them, and then the golden light appeared, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision

"Where have they been?" Gui Yingcai looked at Mo Forget in surprise.

"Went to a place that belonged to them" Mo Forgetful looked at the martial arts field, and a tear quietly fell from the corner of his eye

"But there are still people to challenge?" the old man who presided over the martial arts suddenly appeared on the martial arts field and shouted.

"Why don't you see the top 10 games in the Hall of Fame?" said Mo.

"They, those are the best old monsters in the rivers and lakes, this is pediatrics for them" Just as Gui Ying explained to Mo Forget, an angry shout interrupted the two of them's thoughts.

"Okay, since there is no one, then I'll come, King Qiao, you can fight"

Everyone knew that the old man was avenging Xie Tianhua, and everyone who wanted to go back to the house looked at the side with excitement.

Gui Ying secretly scolded the old man for being troublesome, and then said to Mo Forget on the side with a smile: "I know where the back door is?

Don't forget to ignore Gui Ying's playfulness, walked straight down the audience, crossed over to the martial arts platform in a flash, and said coldly: "I accept your challenge"

The presiding old man stared at Mo Forget with a cold light in his eyes, and sneered: "You are really not afraid of death! I want to twist off your head to sacrifice the spirit of my third young master in the sky."

"Okay! Come on" Mo Forget said with a smile, his expression at this time was exactly the same as the day he fought against Xie Tianhua.

The old man shouted angrily, and the strong aura on his body rolled up a wave of qi, approaching Mo Forget.

Suddenly, in the shocked eyes of everyone, Mo Forget's figure disappeared ghostly, when everyone saw Mo Forget's trace, Mo Forget was less than a foot away from the old man, his right hand went straight through the old man's chest, the old man looked at Mo Forget's palm penetrating his chest with a look of disbelief, and then was kicked away by Mo Forget like a kite with a broken string

In the shocked discussion of everyone, Mo Forget smiled coldly: "It only takes one move to kill you"

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