Quick time travel: The sick and charming villain in my strategy has turned black again

Chapter 192 A strong alliance, a positive result (17)

He Qinghuan's fox-like seductive eyes sparkled, he was not in a hurry, he laughed enough, supported Tu Yaoyao's shoulder, and flicked Tu Yaoyao's forehead.

"Yin'er doesn't really think that Zhan Hongchen has the final say alone?"

He Qinghuan picked up the tea and moistened his throat.

Tu Yaoyao frowned.

He Qinghuan means
Tu Yaoyao looked around, but Ah Qi was not there.

He Qinghuan confirmed Tu Yaoyao's guess: "Wait a little longer."

She was very calm, and raised her hand to brush the broken hair around her ears. On such a hot day, He Qinghuan was not dressed lightly. The moment she raised her hand, she revealed a white wrist with clear bones.

So, is He Qinghuan waiting for Ah Qi to fight Zhan Hongchen?He Qinghuan and Ah Qi
Tu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, quietly watching He Qinghuan make tea and drink it herself, very leisurely.

Finally putting down the teacup, He Qinghuan blinked at Tu Yaoyao: "It's almost there."

"Go to the theater." After Tu Yaoyao fully understood, she was unambiguous, what the beautiful master wanted to do, she, as an apprentice, of course had to support her.

I hope that Ah Qi will not be unreasonable.

For so many years, it is impossible to stay by He Qinghuan's side without feelings.

It's just that Zhan Hongchen made the wrong payment in the end.

It's hard why Qing Huan finally seized an opportunity and took it hard.

With smiles on their lips at the same time, the master and apprentice flew directly to the gate of Yuyin Valley.

There, there is Jin Yuming who is holding a knife, Li An who is always ready to avenge his being deceived, and there are many disciples who have been fainted by Zhan Hongchen.

These people are all watching the battle.

To be precise, it was a battle between a masked man and Zhan Hongchen.

Ah Qi, the masked man, is rarely seen in his memory. He has always been synonymous with being low-key. He has been close to He Qinghuan for many years. Name who.

Everyone only knew that he was Ah Qi, and the young disciples called him Uncle Qi.

Even Ah Qi's voice and figure looked very young.

However, cultivators can't tell their age at all.

Over the years, everyone subconsciously thought that Ah Qi was just He Qinghuan's bodyguard, but they forgot that this Ah Qi was thunderous in the few shots he had.

The people who were sent out by He Qinghuan to deal with those who were chasing and killing them came back in just one night, full of blood.

Seeing the leopard in the tube, Tu Yaoyao can guess a little about Ah Qi's strength.

However, he didn't expect that he would not be defeated in a fight with Zhan Hongchen.

Why was Futu Mountain so hated by others but not destroyed?

One word, strong.

Zhan Hongchen was beaten and killed by others, why is he still living at ease?

Still a word, strong.

In this world, Zhan Hongchen is almost the person at the top of the pyramid. For a long time, Zhan Hongchen felt lonely in life because of his high position.

Today, this weird masked man finally cheered up Zhan Hongchen.

The longer the two fought, the more surprised they were, and the more shocked the audience watching the battle.

Ah Qi, who is it?

Only He Qinghuan had an expected expression on his face, with a faint light still shining in his eyes.

A dazzling halo of light flashed, and the two people in the sky stepped back a few meters and looked at each other from afar.

"Do you dare to take off the mask and let me see who is so sacred?" Zhan Hongchen stared at Ah Qi closely, his eyes gradually changed color, and he felt unsatisfied.

Obviously, Ah Qi aroused his fighting spirit.

"Leave Royal Sound Valley."

Ah Qi's blue robe fluttered in the wind, and a few strands of her jet-black hair floated to her forehead. In her faint voice, there was undeniable firmness and arrogance.

"If you tell me to leave, I will leave? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me? Who do you think I am in the world of mortals?"

Zhan Hongchen scoffed.

Zhan Hongchen can go wherever he wants, in the whole world, unless he is beaten to death, he will never listen to others.

"Say it again, leave Royal Sound Valley."

Ah Qi's ears moved, as if sensing He Qinghuan's aura, he glanced down indiscriminately, flashed a complicated expression, and then turned to Zhan Hongchen, his eyes instantly became sharp.

Zhan Hongchen looks like a banished fairy, but he rolled his eyes unrefinedly: "I came here by my ability, why should I leave? Come on, let's fight again, I've packed all my things, if you stop, then I'll kill you!" You can only take Yuyingu into your pocket."

Zhan Hongchen naturally also noticed He Qinghuan's figure, and his body straightened even more.

Look, the fairy is watching the battle, he must fight hard, not let the fairy think he is too good: "Miss sister, for you, I am willing to do anything~"

However, Zhan Hongchen may be an early cataract patient, so he didn't realize that He Qinghuan's eyes never fell on him from the beginning to the end.
Ah Qi snorted coldly, his eyes darkened, the cyan figure turned into a breeze, leaving only a cyan afterimage in the air, once again entangled with Zhan Hongchen, and the aftermath of the battle made the Yuyingu gate array start to shake.

If this continues, the formation in front of Yuyingu's gate is bound to be destroyed.

Both are too strong.

"Ah Qi, it's alright."

He Qinghuan watched for a long time, and finally opened his mouth lazily, his tone was still laziness, but Ah Qi's movements stopped abruptly, letting the strong wind of Zhan Hongchen sweep over his face.

The instant he turned his head, the mask shattered in half, revealing the stern and calm face inside.

The traces of age are not engraved on Ah Qi's face, but the ripples of time are hidden in his eyes.

Ah Qi subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her face.

In the next second, He Qinghuan flew up, grabbed Ah Qi's hands, and stretched out her sleeves to wipe away the marks left by wearing the mask for a long time.

"Don't block it."

There was even a faint request in He Qinghuan's voice.

Ah Qi's hands dropped to his sides, tightly clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

He Qinghuan wiped Ah Qi's face carefully, and brushed Ah Qi's nose with his fingertips, creating a gentle arc.

"It's been so many years, haven't you let it go? Ah Qi, it's okay, let yourself go, this face should have been exposed to the sun."

He Qinghuan held Ah Qi's face like a work of art.

Ah Qi finally relaxed slowly, and her tense shoulders softened a bit, but her thin lips were still pursed, and she didn't speak.

From her own perspective, Tu Yaoyao wondered if it was an illusion, but He Qinghuan's hand seemed to be quite big
On the other hand, Zhan Hongchen felt that he was being left out, by his destined wife, could this be tolerated?cannot.

"Miss sister, that, I'm tired too, do you have the honor to wipe off my sweat?" Zhan Hongchen leaned over to his face and pushed Ah Qi aside. It's like two different people.

He Qinghuan raised the corners of his mouth, gentle and gentle.

"My hands are sore." As he said, he pulled Ah Qi and quickly retreated to the ground.

Zhan Hongchen stretched his neck, but got nothing.

(End of this chapter)