"You"

Shen Lang was like being struck by lightning, and he never dreamed that the woman he loved would say such a thing. Dusty ↘ √ Literature and Learning ↖ Network

Ling touched Su Ruoxue's head lovingly, and said softly, "That's a good point, girl, with your qualifications, in three years at most, you can surpass this man in cultivation." ”

Shen Lang's face suddenly became a little hideous, he looked at Su Ruoxue, and then pointed at Ling and whispered, "Is this woman persecuting you?"

"Presumptuous!Shen Lang, you are not allowed to be suspicious of my master!" Su Ruoxue said coldly.

"In the end, in your heart, I'm not as good as this woman? Hehe, I don't believe it, I want to ask you clearly!"

Shen Lang shook his head violently. Suddenly, his body moved, and he grabbed Su Ruoxue with one hand, as if he wanted to drag the woman over from Ling Qingyu's side!

Ling Qingyu stretched out his hand, and a palm wind knocked Shen Lang away.

Shen Lang retreated seven or eight meters before he could stabilize his body, and his blood was surging.

It was obvious that Ling Qingyu had left his hand, otherwise the palm wind just now would be enough to injure Shen Lang.

"Bastard!"

With an angry look on her face, she was about to rush forward.

"Yi Lian, stand down!" Shen Lang grabbed Yi Lian's shoulder and knocked her unconscious with a knife blow.

Shen Lang picked up Yi Lian, who had fainted, and handed it to the two men in strong suits behind him, and ordered, "Take Miss Yi out of here." ”

"Yes, Instructor!" the two men in strong suits immediately nodded and retreated.

Shen Lang looked at Ling Qingyu again, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of unruly: "Senior, if you want to take Su Ruoxue away, I won't agree." Please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, Fa Jiang also stood up with a solemn face, he and Shen Lang advanced and retreated together, but he also knew that the girl in front of him was not simple, and it must be a very tricky person.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, his right hand turned into a palm, and with a cold force in his palm, the strongest killing move of the Snow Flower Divine Palm slapped towards Ling Qingyu fiercely.

"Drink!"

Fa Jiang let out a low voice, and a large yin and yang hand also blasted towards Ling Qingyu. ^

The two cooperate very tacitly. Two huge palm winds, one large and one small, swept towards Ling Qingyu, and the power was extremely terrifying.

If there is a large stone in front of you, it will definitely be shattered into slag by the impact of this palm wind.

The corners of Ling Qingyu's mouth showed a little disdain, and he casually waved a palm and launched a sharp palm wind.

"Boom!", and the two forces collided together, setting off a strong wind and a piercing sound.

Fa Jiang was knocked out seven meters away, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Team leader, are you alright?" Liu Zhenshan quickly stepped forward and helped Fa Jiang up, with a hint of horror on his face.

Fa Jiang scolded while vomiting blood: ", do you think I'm fine? Go and help Brother Shen!"

Shen Lang stubbornly withstood Ling Qingyu's blow, although he was not knocked away, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It is enough to show the difference in strength between the two sides.

Originally, Shen Lang felt that he had advanced to the realm, and he should be invincible in the world, but he didn't expect such a perverted character to come out so soon. I'm afraid that the cultivation of this woman in a white dress has reached the late stage of the questioning realm! That surging internal force made Shen Lang breathless.

Shen Lang was unwilling, his footsteps moved, and the whole person turned into a shadow, and he tried his best to smash towards Ling Qingyu with a seven-wound fist.

"Seven Wound Fists?" Ling whispered, and her face turned cold.

Feeling the fierce wind in Shen Lang's fist, Ling Qingyu didn't dare to take Shen Lang's Seven Wounds Punch hard, and stretched out his bare hand forward, just in front of Shen Lang's right fist.

"Boom!"

Shen Lang obviously felt that the strength of his fist was blocked, and the vast internal force in Ling Qingyu's white palm not only dissolved the power of the Seven Wounds Fist, but also injured his right arm.

"Drink!"

Shen Lang didn't give up, stretched his left palm, and the snowflake divine palm slapped Ling Qingyu's chest fiercely through the clouds.

Ling Qingyu stepped back quickly, although he avoided the edge of Shen Lang's palm, he was inevitably gently patted on the chest by Shen Lang.

"Obscene!" Ling whispered, with a hint of annoyance on her beautiful face.

Although Shen Lang was unprepared, since he was a child, Ling Qingyu had never been so lightly spoken by a man.

Ling Qingyu slapped a palm and hit Shen Lang's right shoulder.

"Poof!"

Shen Lang spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Liu Zhenshan just wanted to rush up, but when he saw Shen Lang being knocked down by this mysterious woman in front of him, he couldn't help but startle him.

Just kidding, even people like Shen Lang can be easily knocked down, and Liu Zhenshan feels that even if he goes up by himself, he will definitely only be abused.

Liu Zhenshan quickly helped Shen Lang up and dragged him aside, for fear that Ling Qingyu would rush up.

Fortunately, Ling Qingyu only looked a little annoyed, and did not rush up to beat him and Shen Lang again.

"Shen Shenlang!" Liu Xiaoxiao's face turned pale, and she hurriedly greeted Shen Lang and helped Shen Lang up.

Looking at Shen Lang's mouth full of blood, Liu Xiaoxiao's arms trembled a little, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Ahem" Shen Lang coughed up a mouthful of blood again, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

Forcibly received Ling Qingyu's palm, Shen Lang felt that he was going to die, and he also deeply understood that the difference in strength between himself and Ling Qingyu was not a little bit.

"Su Ruoxue, are you really so ruthless?" Shen Lang still breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes staring directly at Su Ruoxue.

Seeing Shen Lang's appearance, Su Ruoxue's heart was a little fragmented.

But she still put on an indifferent expression, and the corners of her mouth outlined a cold arc: "Yes, I am ruthless, this beauty must not be a thing in the pool, how can a shameless man like you be touched?" Shen Lang, let me tell you, from now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other, and we will never see each other again in the future." ”

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth showed a touch of bitterness, "Okay, since you said so, I Shen Lang has nothing to say." ”

This is the first time in his life that he has been dumped by a woman, if it is another woman, Shen Lang will not care.

But for Su Ruoxue, Shen Lang did have true feelings, and he had the idea of staying with her peacefully for the rest of his life.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth showed a touch of self-deprecation, and for the first time, he felt a sense of heartache.

Ling Qingyu saw that it was almost over, grabbed Su Ruoxue's arm, and said softly, "Okay girl, let's go." ”

"Wait, this thing, I'll give it back to you!" Shen Lang got up from the ground with difficulty, took out a pocket watch from his arms, and threw it to Su Ruoxue.

Su Ruoxue took the flying thing with an expressionless face, and looked at it, it was a pocket watch, and the pocket watch was still stained with Shen Lang's blood.

This is a pocket watch made of pure gold, and the background of the dial is a picture of a little girl who is innocent and cute.

It was at this moment that Su Ruoxue's thoughts returned to that rainy day more than ten years ago.