Chapter 603: Friend and Foe Are Affectionate and Hateful

In the dark night, the nightingale chirps incessantly, which makes people distracted and have no intention of sleeping.

A black shadow slipped into the palace like the night wind, and after tiptoeing around the palace, the black shadow showed a disappointed expression in its pupils.

"How can this be? It can't be? Why is there no one in the palace?"

Then he had the courage to open one of the doors, and a moment later he rushed out of it again, and after a few to-and-fies he stood in the courtyard, and ripped the black veil off his face.

It turns out that he is not worried.

"Where will Liu Qingyuan hide? What about Cheng Coral? What about Cheng Yuru? ・・・・・・"

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Soon, the news that Liu Qingyuan was chased and killed by the Wanling Divine Sect reached the ears of Qin Lingxue of the Snow Bamboo Gate of Kunlun Mountain, although the insatiable Qin Lingxue got the unicorn satin, he was still not satisfied, seeing that the time was coming, he immediately organized people to hunt down Liu Qingyuan, he wanted to be the first to find Liu Qingyuan in the turmoil, in case the Tiger Roar Sword fell into the hands of others.

The dilapidated Jianhu Villa has lost its former majesty, and the rusty three-zhang sword makes a "jingle bell" sound under the invasion of the wind, and occasionally a black crow falls on the hilt of the sword, which reflects the sadness of this place.

Liu Qingyuan stroked the sword body with a sad expression, the stories of the past were vivid, and a burst of sourness hit his heart.

"Master・・・・・・ apprentice is back"

Suddenly, Liu Qingyuan jumped up and went straight towards the top of the Sanzhang Sword, and at the same time, his Tiger Roar Sword was also pulled out, pulling a red tail and rushing forward.

Seeing this, the crow hurriedly spread its wings and fled into the distance, leaving only a feather swaying in the wind.

"Master, the apprentice must recover the Jianhu Villa, I want to make the villa the first village in the world, and I want to sweep the ・・・・・・ of the six-in-one and Kyushu."

With Liu Qingyuan's long roar, the Tiger Roaring Sword also shot out beams of light under his swing, and everywhere the beam went, it was startled by clouds of smoke and dust.

Zhou Lishuimu, who was standing on the side, stared at Liu Qingyuan and sighed again and again.

At this time, three or four disciples of the Xuezhumen took advantage of the unpreparedness of the two of them, and also slipped behind the stone wall a few meters away.

Liu Qingyuan didn't notice all this, and still brandished his sword to vent the anger in his heart.

"Fortune Wings Roundabout"

As soon as these words came out, the sword in Liu Qingyuan's hand came out of his hand, flashing with a beam of light like a sharp arrow from the string and rushing towards the stone wall in the distance, and the disciples of the Xue Zhumen on the back of the stone wall suddenly widened their eyes when they saw this, and they invariably retreated two steps back, but they did not dare to reveal their identities.

At this moment, the sword had already pierced the stone wall, and after a loud noise, the stone wall was already full of rubble, dust, and the dust had not yet dispersed, and the sword suddenly turned around and flew towards Liu Qingyuan with the speed of a rain of arrows and meteors.

The disciples of the Xuezhumen behind the stone wall were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they forgot to flee for a while, and their expressions were frightened and fixed in the distance.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had not returned to Jiuquan, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What a handsome Jinpeng whirlwind swordsmanship, Jianhu Villa really lives up to its name"

Zhou Lishui couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Liu Qingyuan smiled coldly, holding a sword floating from the sky, looking from a distance as if the heavenly immortals descended from the earth.

"Whoa!" came the sound of rubble falling from behind the stone wall.

The Xuezhumen disciples in the shadows trembled in their hearts, and suddenly felt bad.

At the same time, Liu Qingyuan turned his head violently, and stabbed straight behind the stone wall without thinking, and when he came behind the stone wall, he found that there was no one behind the stone wall, and when Liu Qingyuan felt strange, he found that an injured black crow was struggling in the grass.

Liu Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Liu"

A woman's gentle voice was heard in the distance.

Zhou Lishui, Liu Qingyuan, and the two of them looked in the direction where the voice came from. The moment the woman came closer, Zhou Lishui almost fainted.

Isn't she Wang Ling'er? How does she call Liu Qingyuan her eldest brother? Isn't she always with her master and mother? How can she be with this father-killer?

Wang Ling'er couldn't wait to pounce on Liu Qingyuan after seeing him, and hugged Liu Qingyuan tightly in his arms, this scene was simply like a lover who had been reunited for a long time.

Zhou Lishui has understood everything, Wang Ling'er has recognized the thief as a husband, and the revenge of killing his father has been completely forgotten.

"Ling'er, you?" Zhou Lishui stared at Wang Ling'er with wide eyes for a long time before he said a word.

"Why are you with him?

After Wang Ling'er and Liu Qingyuan whispered softly, they slowly came to Zhou Lishui's approach, and their bright eyes suddenly stretched out their palms after observing Zhou Lishui's body.

"Bang Bang"

It's a resounding slap in the face.

"It's all you, if it weren't for you? Brother Liu has become what he is now? I have no family, Brother Liu has also lost his family, the two of us are connected by the same fate, we are the real people all the way, unlike you ・・・・・・"

As he spoke, Wang Ling'er snatched the Tiger Roar Sword from Liu Qingyuan's hand.

Snatching the Tiger Roaring Sword from Liu Qingyuan's hand is simply killing himself, if it is usual, then Liu Qingyuan will kill the other party without hesitation, but today is different, because he heard the sentence he wanted to hear the most.

That's what Wang Ling'er said: I have no family, Brother Liu has no family, we are connected by the same fate, we are all the way.

Thinking about this, Liu Qingyuan's heart moved, every time he was lonely and lonely, was it not Wang Ling'er's appearance that gave him spiritual and physical comfort? If Wang Ling'er had not appeared, I am afraid that I would have been tormented by the pain of losing my family to madness.

The moment Wang Ling'er snatched the Tiger Roar Sword, her whole person became extremely hideous and terrifying, but except for Zhou Lishui, Liu Qingyuan didn't notice all this.

"I'm going to kill you, only by killing you can I make Brother Liu feel at ease"

Saying that, her sword had already stabbed at Zhou Lishui.

Suddenly, Liu Qingyuan rushed over and stopped Wang Ling'er's recklessness.

"Ling'er can't kill him now, don't forget that there are still millions of Wanling Sect members behind her・・・・・・

Only now did Zhou Lishui know that the reason why Liu Qingyuan didn't kill him was that he was afraid of the people of the Wanling Divine Sect seeking revenge.

Wang Ling'er is weak on the surface, but she is extremely strong on the inside, how could she not know the prestige of the Wanling Divine Sect?

But Wang Ling'er, who is good at disguise, did not show a judgment of the major rights and wrongs in the rivers and lakes, and still showed a puzzled look, like a weak lover in front of Liu Qingyuan, as if it was difficult to solve the hatred in his lover's heart without killing Zhou Lishui.

After Liu Qingyuan's persuasion, Wang Ling'er gave up the idea of killing Zhou Lishui as if she didn't understand.

"Ling'er, how are the things I told you going?"

Liu Qingyuan completely ignored Zhou Lishui's presence, hugged Wang Ling'er and said softly.

Wang Ling'er nodded slightly, "They are all highly poisonous, and they are locked up in the Hidden Sword Pavilion by me."

"You, Wang Ling'er, you poisoned them?"

Zhou Lishui said angrily.

"Don't worry, they won't die until they get Brother Liu's order," Wang Ling'er glared at Zhou Lishui and said.

Zhou Lishui finally reunited with his wife Cheng Yuru, but this way of reunion was extremely sad, Zhou Lishui knelt under Cheng Yuru's knees, blaming himself, and hated that he couldn't save his wife from fire and water. Why didn't Cheng Yuru regret it because she believed Wang Ling'er and ended up like this?

Lin Shengxue was glad to see Zhou Lishui, but also felt sorry for Zhou Lishui's loss of martial arts, and she felt the coming of the disaster.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry for you, but you can't stay here, otherwise when we have no use value, Wang Ling'er will definitely kill us all, you have to try to escape from the Sword Lake Villa, as long as you get in touch with the Wanling Divine Sect, I believe that with the millions of members and countless masters of the Wanling Divine Sect, I am not afraid that he will not let us go."

"Want to get out of here?

At this time, Wang Ling'er's indifferent voice came from outside the Sword Pavilion, followed by the sound of the stone door of the Sword Pavilion closing.

Everyone hurriedly rushed to the exit of the Sword Pavilion, but the stone gate was extremely heavy, and it was as difficult as climbing to the sky if they didn't manipulate the mechanism.

"You guys just enjoy the happiness of reunion inside, haha・・・・・・ haha," Wang Ling'er walked away.

The lonely Liu Qingyuan, who has been running around for several days, is already exhausted, and if he doesn't have the Tiger Roar Sword in his hand, he may have a mental breakdown.

Now Cheng Yuru, Zhou Lishui and the others are completely controlled by Liu Qingyuan, which he never thought of when he first got the Tiger Roaring Sword, and controlling a Zhou Lishui is equivalent to removing the natural enemy of the Tiger Roaring Sword.

Such a big happy event, but Wang Ling'er contributed to all this.

Thinking of Wang Ling'er, a sense of loneliness hit my heart.

"Ling'er"

Liu Qingyuan's heart called Wang Ling'er's name, and in the dark, Liu Qingyuan seemed to be inseparable from Wang Ling'er, was it physical comfort, spiritual comfort, or the pain of lovesickness from the loss of his loved ones?

"Brother Liu"

With a delicate voice, Wang Ling'er had already used her naked jade body to hold Liu Qingyuan in her arms・・・・・・

"Boom la la ・・・・・・"

The Tiger Roar Sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, followed by an almost frantic and unbridled stroking and kissing between the two・・・・・

THE TIGER ROARING SWORD, WHICH NEVER LEFT HIS BODY, ALSO BECAME DARK AND WEAK IN FRONT OF WANG LING'ER'S HOT CHILUO BODY, AS IF ONLY WANG LING'ER WAS THE ONLY ONE IN LIU QINGYUAN AT THIS MOMENT.

Several black shadows took advantage of the moonlight to return to the tree next to the two of them, and the unsightly movements made those descendants who had never experienced the joy of men and women dumbfounded, and for a while they even forgot that they were snatching the Tiger Roar Sword for their master Qin Lingxue. It is more appropriate to steal than to rob, how can they be qualified to compete with Liu Qingyuan with a few nobodies?