The white light on the long sword, which was unstable but still blazing like the sun, pierced into the soft delicate body, followed by a large amount of blood spilled, which made Dehuan Yin's heart suddenly entangle.

The beautiful woman floated in the air, quietly in place, even if she was stabbed by a long sword, she did not take half a step back. And Huan Yin could feel that the woman didn't have much defensive power from beginning to end, so the severity of her injuries at this moment was unimaginable. As for the severity of the pain, even Huan was shocked when he thought about it, because it was not only a stinging pain, but also a burning pain.

If it weren't for the fact that Huan Yin's blow was planned to reduce a lot of power, if it weren't for Ruan Shushu's slight protection outside her body, I'm afraid that Ruan Shushu would have been killed by Huan Yin on the spot. Because the seemingly powerful Great Light understood that Liancheng was just bluffing, Ruan Shushu didn't use the slightest bit of strength on it to fight against Huan Yin at all.

At this moment, the woman's face was still smiling, and her whole person was still calm, as before. However, her face was as pale as paper, and her smile was somewhat unnatural because of the intense sting. Also, her snow-like skirt robe is dyed red at the moment, although it is still beautiful, it is a little more sad.

After the panic, a burst of unbearability followed. Huan Yin suddenly found that he seemed to admire the woman in front of him very much, so after stabbing it with his own hands, endless regret welled up in his heart. Then, Huan Yin's heart completely sank to the bottom. Because he felt as if his sword had stabbed into the hearts of every old man in Shura City, robbing them of their vitality.

The emotions are complicated, and there are a thousand words in my heart that I want to say to the woman in front of me. But in the end, it all boiled down to a simple question: "Why?"

Huan Yin's voice was slightly hoarse, as if asking this question would require exhausting the strength of his life.

It's just a pity that there is no answer to this question. The woman on the other side just smiled again, and then the great light around the two of them understood that Liancheng had finally lost the support of spiritual power, and it collapsed and disintegrated in the air. And the figures of the two of them were finally revealed in the eyes of all the monks watching the battle.

One male, one female. The man held a long sword and stabbed the other party's heart, but there was no joy of victory on his face, only confusion and panic. The woman floated quietly, although she was seriously injured, and even the wounds were blackened by the strong heat, but her face was as calm as water, and even a slight smile, as if she was the winner of this battle.

What exactly is victory? Since when did the defeat of the opponent for everyone become the winner in the hearts of the two?

No one noticed all this, and no one even cared about the strange expressions on their faces at the moment. All the monks below saw only the results of the battle, only the sword and the bright red blood.

"Admit defeat!" Below, the Shura Sect Sect Master's whole body was shocked, and he flew up desperately and flew towards Ruan Shushu. And at the moment when she arrived next to Ruan Shushu, she pushed with one hand, and a shock force directly forced Huan Yin away. Then, she pityingly helped the strongest disciple of her younger generation, who was also the saint in the sect, and shouted out the two words just now.

"Hahaha!" On the ground, Duan Tianchang laughed wildly, and the arrogance and domineering meaning contained in it was already obvious to the extreme. Then, he didn't care about the resentful eyes coming from the disciples on the side of the Shura Sect, and shouted: "Shura Sect, since I defeated the three of the three of the Infinite Gate in today's battle, the ore vein will be ours!"

The disciples of the Shura Sect were silent, and even the sect leader was silent. Then, in the midst of the playful gaze of all the Infinite Sect people, a group of Shura Sect disciples flew up from the side of the salt lake and galloped away with Ruan Shushu, who was already injured and unconscious.

Next, countless beautiful words began to rush towards Huan Yin. Such as "worthy of being the strongest of the younger generations in Yangzhou", "worthy of being the greatest hope for the future of my Wuliangmen", "Senior Brother Huan is really the hero of my sect" Yunyun.

These words, which came from the disciples of the Infinite Sect who were watching the battle below, and even Duan Tianchang's mouth, contained undisguised joy and excitement. Obviously, they have coveted that vein for too long, and now they finally got it, and the excitement in their hearts is self-evident, and Huan Yin has become their hero because of this.

However, in the midst of excitement and excitement, they didn't notice that the "hero" on their side at this moment did not have the slightest sense of joy at all. He just stood in the air, as if he didn't want to blend in with the crowd below. And his eyes are always staring into the distance, as if he wants to see through thousands of miles and find the figure of the woman who was injured by himself......

In the next three days, the entire Infinite Gate Yongzhou Branch fell into a joyful atmosphere. There was a big banquet in the sect, and the disciples of the Yongzhou branch of the Infinite Gate were all unrestrained and presumptuous in the past three days.

Of course, as the person in charge of the Yongzhou Branch, Duan Tianchang naturally did not forget to pass the good news back to the Yangzhou Sect, nor did he forget to ask for merit from Huan Yin, the first hero of this battle, and he did not forget to send people to occupy the veins that finally belonged to his side.

However, unlike the joy of the entire Wuliangmen Yongzhou Division, Huan Yin has not stepped out of the door in the past three days. He made an excuse and locked himself up, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone.

He knew very well what his victory meant, so he couldn't be excited or happy. He only felt that the celebration of these days was an insult to the righteous path, a blasphemy.

For three days, Huan Yin has been in the house decadently, sometimes his mind is blank, and sometimes he will think of the beautiful white figure. But every time the white figure appeared, the scene of his sword piercing it would also appear, making him feel dizzy and his heart tingling.

The sentence "Her name is Ruan Shushu...... is the most spoken sentence by Huan Yin in the past three days, and it is also the only sentence.

Before this, the word "Ruan Shushu" did not appear in Huan Yin's mouth. And in the past three days, these three words have become the only one in his mouth.

It wasn't until three days had passed, at a certain moment, Huan Yin, whose hair was scattered and in a mess, suddenly seemed to think of something. So, he raised his head sharply and said to himself, "There are still three days, and three days later is my wedding." Until then, I'm going to go to her and ask why. ”

At this point, Huan Yin suddenly felt a little energetic, so he stood up, walked to the door in three or two steps, and pushed the door out.

Walking through the lively interior of the sect, walking past the same sect that was already too happy to look good, Huan Yin finally flew up from outside the sect and swept towards Shura City without hesitation.

Not long after, when Huan Yin came to the front of Shura City, Ruan Shushu, who was still wearing a white dress and smiling at his face, was already standing at the gate of the city waiting for him.

At this moment, Ruan Shushu showed an injured demeanor that had not yet healed from a serious injury, and there was still not much blood on her beautiful face. However, she is always the most beautiful person Huan Yin has ever seen.

The two did not enter the city, but at Ruan Shushu's request, Huan Yin accompanied her to a salt lake near Shura City. The two walked beside the salt lake, both dressed in white, and they intersected.

Huan Yin felt that he had a lot to say to Ruan Shushu, and he wanted to ask Ruan Shushu. However, when he really walked with Ruan Shushu, his heart became inexplicably nervous, and he didn't know how to speak.

However, after the two of them walked for a while, he finally couldn't help but open his mouth and said his words.

Huan Yin asked Ruan Shushu why, and asked a lot. However, at this moment, Ruan Shushu was quiet, only walking quietly side by side with Huan Yin, but did not answer any of Huan Yin's questions.

It's as if the beautiful woman is just enjoying walking side by side with Huan Yin at this moment, and nothing else.

In the end, Huan Yin's thousand words were blocked back by the gentle smile and silence of the quiet woman. So, he also fell silent, but in his heart, he still couldn't calm down at all.

The two of them walked along the huge salt lake, and the figures of the two of them were reflected on the mirror-like white salt lake, which looked dreamy and beautiful.

Until I don't know when, Ruan Shushu, who had not opened her mouth, finally stopped. So, Huan Yin also stopped.

The woman paused for a moment, then suddenly tiptoed and turned, allowing her robe to make a beautiful arc beside the salt lake. She said, "You feel indebted to me, don't you?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Huan Yin nodded.

"Do you think you owe it to the people of Yongzhou?" Ruan Shushu gradually raised a playful smile on her face, like a beautiful elf, and spoke again.

Such Ruan Shushu is the most fascinating woman Huan has ever seen in his life. His gaze was a little stupid, and he nodded again.

Ruan Shushu nodded again when she saw Huan Yin, and a childlike cunning suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she spoke: "What you owe us is a spirit stone mine, so you will return us a spirit stone mine, okay?"