Chapter 250 Slapping his face in the face "Uh, can I say it's a beautiful misunderstanding?" Wu Heng smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that he didn't even have the strength to lift his hands on Xuehua's shoulders, and in the end, by mistake, his hands grabbed the most sensitive part of the woman, but this is not bad, at least he can let Wu Heng support him, continue to stand, and take advantage of it.

"Misunderstand the fart, you'll pay the price. Xuehua's voice was full of cold currents, glaring at Wu Heng, her slender hand had quietly pinched the soft flesh of Wu Heng's waist, as long as she used a little force, Xuehua believed that she would immediately hear a painful sound of killing pigs.

However, she also saw Wu Heng's embarrassment, this guy was always so strong, he would rather die than fall in front of the enemy who had already lost to him, and in the end Xuehua still left this face for Wu Heng.

"Bang!"

The lake behind Wu Heng splashed again, and a man in black with long silver hair broke through the water, his face was also very pale, but at least it was better than Wu Heng, he was not weak enough to walk, the man easily stepped on the surface of the lake, walked out in another direction, and did not even look back.

That man was Liu Yan, he was in a very confused mood at the moment, he actually lost, and the enemy left his own life.

He felt that he no longer had the face to meet people, so he walked towards the other side of the lake without even looking back, Liu Yan's face was very gloomy, and his pride was shattered by a monk who was two small realms lower than himself.

Of course, he didn't know that in fact, he didn't lose, if the battle continued, Liu Yan, who still had the power of Jing Yuan in his body, would definitely win, because Wu Heng was exhausted.

But how would he know about Wu Heng's cunning, when he smashed himself into the lake, Liu Yan didn't understand that Wu Heng had lost all his combat effectiveness, but Wu Heng, who was extremely thick-skinned, said, "I suddenly feel that I don't want to kill you." So Liu Yan felt that Wu Heng had already controlled all the situation, but in fact, as long as Liu Yan continued to move, victory would be in his hands.

Perhaps the truth of this battle will be sealed forever......

Liu Yan walked to the opposite shore and stopped, the sound was not loud, but Wu Heng and Xuehua who were far away on the opposite bank could be heard clearly, he said: "Wu Heng, I owe you my life, and when I finish what I need to do in the future, I will personally walk in front of you and commit suicide with a sword." ”

The words are categorical, not like a joke. He doesn't like to owe favors to others, let alone owe them a life, but he won't do anything for Wu Heng, so Liu Yan, who doesn't want to owe anyone a favor and doesn't want to help Wu Heng, finally made the choice to commit suicide in front of Wu Heng in the future.

Hearing this sentence coming from the other side of the lake, Wu Heng was speechless for a while, thinking that this guy was really special. At least it was the first time that Wu Heng had heard of such a way of repaying his kindness, just because he had spared his life, he would come to him in front of him and commit suicide with a sword in the future - what kind of logic is this.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Liu Yan's figure disappeared into this peach blossom garden.

"Ah, it's like murdering your husband!"

With Liu Yan leaving, Xuehua's hand, which had already pinched the soft flesh of Wu Heng's waist, squeezed it fiercely, and sure enough, she heard a rather satisfied scream!

Wu Heng's painful expression was mixed with a hint of happiness, happiness was mixed with a hint of helplessness, the pain was a sharp pain in his waist, and the happiness was that his hand seemed to be still on the full twin peaks of the snowflakes, helplessly, it was clear that she was her own woman, and she would be punished just by touching it.

Women are always animals that men can't figure out, under their arrogant appearance, they have a soft heart, but when men touch that softness, they are blocked by the arrogant appearance of women, of course, the softness that Wu Heng touches is very special.

However, Xuehua was able to clean himself up after Liu Yan left, and he was already quite grateful, and Wu Heng, who was immediately exhausted, fell straight into Xuehua's arms, and he couldn't remember how many times he had fallen into this woman's arms...... But he always vaguely remembered that falling into Xuehua's arms was actually a very comfortable thing.

As Wu Heng's center of gravity pressed down, the snowflakes also fell backwards, sitting on the soft grass, she held Wu Heng's head into her arms, angry and angry, at this time she couldn't calm down, kept scolding angrily, "Bastard, you dead bastard!"

She stretched out her small pink fist and frantically knocked on Wu Heng's back, I don't know how long it took, she found that her arm was a little sore before stopping, at this time Wu Heng had fallen asleep deeply, and he slept very soundly, and there was a slight snoring sound between his breaths.

Xuehua was angry and angry, but she couldn't vent it, and finally chose to calm down, seeing Wu Heng sleeping in her arms, she was also relieved in her heart, "It turns out that this guy is just exhausted and, it seems that he will be fine after sleeping." ”

No matter what, Xuehua always felt very puzzled, grabbed Wu Heng like a chicken, flew up to the island in the center of the lake with the line of words, and walked to the top floor of the attic, she kicked open an elegant room angrily, and threw Wu Heng into the air with a flick of his hand, and then his body crossed a perfect arc in the void, and lay on the extremely cold ice jade bed in the room with unmistakable accuracy.

In this way, Wu Heng's injury will recover more quickly.

Of course, this guy is still asleep like a dead pig, and in the seven days of the day, Wu Heng's body has been completely unaffected by the extreme cold ice jade, and even this extremely cold air flow will make him feel refreshed.

Time passes quickly, today is the tenth day that the Demon Temple surfaced from the bottom of the sea, ten days have passed, which means that even if this news spreads slowly, it will spread to the entire Central Continent, although if you want to cross the entire Central Continent, it will take more than ten years to connect the speed of the Heavenly Powerhouse, but it is rumored that this kind of thing can always put out its wings and quickly spread to this fast land.

After all, one is ten, ten is hundred, and there is an ultra-long-distance communication device in the martial arts cultivation world, as well as an ancient teleportation array, in short, the news that the demon temple has surfaced has quickly spread into the ears of the major forces.

However, the Beihai region is the territory of the Qingyang Alliance, and it is also the boundary on the edge of the Central Continent, if it is the most extreme southern people, there is absolutely no chance to rush over, even if it is used to use the teleportation array, it will take a lot of time.

However, a huge family that is closer to the Qingyang League has brought four or five strong people to the sky, as well as a large number of dragon cultivators, that is the Demon Xuanyuan Family, and the Demon Clan's Temple has surfaced, how can this make them not excited, so they rushed overnight.

In ten days, many Xuanyuan monks who were closer to the Northern Regions had already appeared on Crescent Island!

The waves of the sea are constantly lapping against the golden sand, and the sound of the tide is rhythmically sounding.

Liu Pinggong, the elder figure of the Qingyang League, was standing motionless on the beach at the moment, his cloudy eyes staring at the Demon Clan's Temple, and his complexion was very unsightly. It stands to reason that a strong man like Liu Pinggong, even if the Yuan Shen is severely injured, ten days is enough for him to recover most of his injuries, but his face is very gloomy.

All this happened three days ago, his grandson, that is, Liu Yan, walked out of the Demon Temple in embarrassment, walked up to him without saying a word, and said, "That kid is still alive, his name is Wu Heng." Then he walked away, no matter how Liu Pinggong shouted, he didn't look back.

But Liu Pinggong didn't know how to teach this unruly grandson, he was actually guilty in his heart, if it wasn't for his own judgment error, it would not have caused Liu Yan's parents to die when he was six years old.

Liu Yan left without a sound, his steps did not look so steady, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"That kid is still alive, his name is Wu Heng. Liu Yan's words kept echoing in Liu Pinggong's mind.

"What is still alive? Isn't he dead? Didn't Liu Yan kill him?" Liu Pinggong became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and finally he became angry and ran away on the beach, three days ago, the bodies of many monks he killed were still lying on the beach.

Why, why didn't even Liu Yan kill him, could it be that this guy has the ability to challenge this young killing god of the Qingyang League by leaping over the ranks?

He couldn't believe that the kid named Wu Heng was so powerful, he felt that even without Liu Yan, Lan Yongyu and Shi San would be enough to kill that kid, but today, three days later, he still didn't see Shi San and Lan Yongyu come out of the Demon Temple.

At this moment, his face became more and more gloomy, could it be that a monk of the Three Realms of the Xuan Rank killed Lan Yongyu and Shi San, and even defeated the young killing god of the Qingtang Alliance, Liu Yan......

Liu Pinggong felt that he should have remembered it wrong, that kid's strength should be more than the three realms of Xuan, he felt that Wu Heng's strength was at least in the realm of turning dragons, otherwise how could he survive in Liu Yan's hands.

But he thought of a detail at the moment, Liu Yan has always been a sword, but when he left three days ago, it seemed that he was empty-handed, Liu Yan could not have dropped the demon sword shark tooth that was more important than his own life, and he didn't have a sword in his hand, so it proved that this young killing god lost, and he also lost very badly, and lost the sword he had worn for ten years.

Thinking of this, Liu Pinggong didn't dare to continue thinking about it, he couldn't believe that a monk of the Three Realms of the Xuan Rank could survive for ten days under the impact of his divine thoughts, he couldn't believe that Shi San and Lan Yongyu were both dead, and he couldn't believe that Liu Yan actually lost in the hands of that little monk named Wu Heng.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!" Liu Pinggong's face changed from gloomy to hideous, he shouted angrily at the demon temple in the sea, and when he heard Liu Pinggong's angry shout, the monks on the beach all showed surprise and fled quickly.

They saw the scene of Liu Pinggong's rampage three days ago, when at least hundreds of monks died at his hands in an instant, and they died without resistance.

The strong people of Tongtian are powerful and proud, and even the dragon cultivators dare not say that they can resist the three moves of a strong person of this level.

Poof, suddenly, Liu Pinggong breathed out a mouthful of blood again, and his face was very ugly.

"Oh, who is so bold that he actually vomited blood from the elders of the Qingyang League?" Suddenly, a somewhat playful voice came into Liu Pinggong's ears.

Many monks who had not yet had time to leave the beach were shocked, their expressions were very strange, thinking that at this time, there were still people who were not afraid of death who dared to come out and say cool words, this was completely a slap in the face, wasn't they afraid that Liu Pinggong would tear him apart by his violent attack?

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