Zhou Cong's fist was ready to attack, and the fierce domineering spirit made the air in front of him twist for a while, could he save Wang Qingyu with an imminent attack?

Zhou Cong only felt a shock on his shoulder, and a soft little hand gently rested on his shoulder, and the cold breath instantly extinguished the burning anger in his heart!

Who else but her could have such a cold aura? Just as Zhou Cong's fist was about to be released, Xue Wu held down Zhou Cong in time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Cong looked back puzzled, Xue Wu nodded, and shook his head again. It seems that he does not agree with Zhou Cong's action to save Wang Qingyu, why? Zhou Cong wanted to ask, but they did, because Wang Qingyu's actions also surprised him.

He saw a white figure, flying backwards. This is obviously illogical, why did Bai Qingfeng, who was obviously in control of victory, flee so embarrassed? Wasn't he afraid of the criticism of the disciples in the sect, wasn't he afraid of failure?

Wang Qingyu smiled a little proudly: "Rubbish!" That look was the same as when they first met.

"Did he save his strength?" Zhou Cong felt that he couldn't see Wang Qingyu more and more clearly, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to save him in the first place!

There are more and more people around, after all, no one wants to miss such a battle, Wang Qingyu didn't look at it, and the surprised crowd walked straight to the door.

"A few benefactors, please!" Wang Qingyu fortunately did not forget that there were still Zhou Cong and a few others.

Inside the Heavenly Sword Gate, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal everywhere, and the courtyards are scattered and located in the mountain gate, and every incredible corner is like a handle, inserted in the cliff of the Heavenly Sword. It's just that the breath is different in strength.

And the Heavenly Sword-shaped building at the highest place undoubtedly represents the highest status of the Heavenly Sword Gate, where lives Huang Xuanyi, the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and his only beloved daughter Huang Que'er.

This was the first time Zhou Cong heard Huang Qi'er's name, and he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, but he shook his head and smiled bitterly. It must be that he is too sensitive, according to Wang Qingyu's age, if Huang Que'er is his fiancée, it will never have anything to do with the Yellow Bird Gate that has been inherited for thousands of years, it's just a coincidence!

Before Zhou Cong could come out of his thoughts, a fragrant breeze hit his nose, and a cheerful voice shouted, "Senior brother, you're back!" The silver bell-like voice was crisp and tactful, like the cry of a yellow bird.

As the sound reached my ears, a cloud floated down the highest mountain and landed on the ground, where a woman dressed in red stood pretty. Zhou Cong couldn't help but stare at her tightly.

Originally, Zhou Cong had an inexplicable liking for red, especially the red and fair-skinned girl, with black hair and delicate facial features, which made Zhou Cong unable to take his eyes off for a while.

"Damn, Wang Qingyu, this kid, is not shallow, I can't bully my friend's wife, I can't bully my friend's wife!" Zhou Cong muttered with words in his mouth, like a monk chanting scriptures, but his eyes also left, Huang Que'er.

Because he was Wang Qingyu a friend!

Huang Que'er's face, which was still excited, suddenly froze: "It's you?" and said stupidly: "I've seen senior brother!"

The voice was low, full of unhappiness, wasn't he waiting for Wang Qingyu? Then who was he waiting for? Under her slightly frowning eyebrows, some crystal droplets of water were dripping from her eyes!

"Hehe" Wang Qingyu smiled a little embarrassedly: "Senior sister, you and I are about to get married, why bother to see me like this, just call me Qingyu." ”

"Yes, senior brother!" Senior brother, Huang Que'er said very seriously, if it wasn't reluctant, how could it be?

Wang Qingyu walked over quickly, grabbed Huang Que'er's little hand, gently stroked his cold face and said, "Senior sister, you seem to have something on your mind!"

Huang Que'er's body trembled, bit her lip, and said slowly: "Senior brother, you know, what are you for?"

"Hmph!" Wang Qingyu seemed to have some scruples, only snorted coldly, and Huang Que'er didn't dare to say any more.

Seeing all this in Zhou Cong's eyes, he became more and more puzzled, why? Since Wang Yuqing and Huang Que'er are a pair of lovers, they don't have the joy of reuniting after a long absence? On the contrary, when Huang Que'er saw him, he seemed so unwilling?

Especially when she saw Zhou Cong and a few people, Huang Que'er's eyes were even more helpless, she only said softly: "Okay, I hope Senior Brother doesn't forget your promise!"

It's not just Zhou Cong, it seems that these words make everyone a little confused, is their marriage actually just a transaction? And it looks like Huang Que'er is the one who was traded, but she is the pearl of the master's palm, is it ......

"Where's Senior Brother Bai?" said Huang Que'er.

"That waste? hahaha, I'm afraid he won't have the face to see you again!" Wang Qingyu smiled, trembling all over. A pair of yin owl eyes unscrupulously glanced at the yellow finch's chest.

Zhou Cong doesn't hate perverts, he is a pervert himself, but he always feels that something seems wrong, but after all, this is someone's housework, and he can't say anything.

At present, who cares about the means, as a man, a pursuit is just the right to beauty, even if Wang Qingyu really saved himself, so what? As long as he knows how to be grateful and does not touch his bottom line, it will be okay over there!

"Senior sister, please tell the master, I want Brother Zhou to join my Heavenly Sword Sect, and I need them to participate in the key battle after January!" Wang Qingyu said undoubtedly.

Huang Que'er's face changed, and he could see that Zhou Cong and the others had a good cultivation, especially the little girl who looked harmless to humans and animals, which was even more unfathomable, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

But she didn't say anything, just nodded: "I will tell my father, and I will also give you everything you want, just beg you to let him go when the time comes!"

Obviously, Huang Que'er had something to say, but only two people knew what she meant.

Huang Que'er, as if unwilling to say anything, turned her head and flew away, and the red cloud in the air paused incessantly, as if she was looking for something!

Zhou Cong and the others were placed in a secluded courtyard, and every day in addition to cultivation is cultivation, although Wang Qingyu sometimes came over to take a look, but Zhou Cong felt his estrangement from his heart, not the estrangement of his friends, it seemed to be the kind of indifference from above!

Could it be that if you become a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, your friends are not friends? Sometimes human affection is so weak and vulnerable, maybe friendship is really nothing in the face of interests.

Since he lived here for a few days, Zhou Cong has always been a little uneasy, and his hairs will stand up inadvertently, as if there is an eye in the dark, monitoring his every move!