Goddess Summoning System

Chapter 187 emerges.

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"What's wrong with your eyes?" Luo Qing, who fell down, looked at the red-clothed woman, her eyes were full of joy that could not be concealed, but just as she wanted to reach out, she was rejected by the red-clothed woman's cold eyes.

Then the woman in red continued to walk up to Wei Beiyuan with her long knife, and without hesitation raised her long knife and slashed at him.

However, in the next second, Wei Beiyuan, who was dying, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the long knife of the woman in red. The sharp blade directly tore through the skin in his palm, and the red blood then slowly flowed down his arm.

"It seems that there are accidents in everything. It is true that no one knows the result until the last moment." Wei Beiyuan raised his head and laughed. Although he was a little surprised that the meridians in his body could suddenly heal automatically, it gave him the opportunity to fight back. means.

Wei Beiyuan stood up slowly, and judging from the fluctuations of true qi he felt in his body, the injuries in his body had basically recovered.

"This time, I won't keep my hand." Wei Beiyuan said in a deep voice, and then the violent zhenqi poured out from his body, and turned into thin needles, and directly attacked the red-clothed woman.

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"Broken mountains and rivers!"

With a light drink, a white light fell from the sky, cutting off all the needle-shaped true energy, and the buzzing sound of the sword lingered in the entire hall.

Seeing the flying sword floating steadily in mid-air, Wei Beiyuan couldn't help but frowned at the elegant man and said, "Sword control, which master from the sword pool is here?"

"Luo Qingyi." The elegant man said calmly.

However, when Wei Beiyuan heard this name, he showed disbelief, "Luo Qingyi, it's impossible, haven't you disappeared for nearly ten years?"

"Disappearing does not mean death." The refined man said lightly.

Wei Beiyuan was a little terrified. Although the elegant man in front of him was a great master like him, you must know that this man killed a great master when he was in the realm of a great master. Although the refined man who has become a great master for more than ten years He hasn't fought against anyone, but the title of Sword Immortal is not a so-called decoration. Before he understands the depth of this elegant man, Wei Beiyuan never wants to fight him to the death.

May I ask which emperor spared his life?He is no exception.

"Since Luo brother came here, it seems that he wants to keep this woman. Although this woman has offended me a lot before, but for the sake of Luo brother, I will not care about her." Before knowing the depth of the other party, Wei Beiyuan It is better to choose peace as the most expensive.

"She is my daughter." Luo Qingyi said lightly.

Wei Beiyuan immediately put on a surprised expression when he heard the words, looked at the woman in red and smiled gently, "So you are Brother Luo's daughter, but I have admired Brother Luo's reputation as a sword fairy for many years, if you said earlier that you are Brother Luo's daughter, I will definitely hold a big banquet to welcome distinguished guests."

"Kill him, and I'll tell you where my mother is buried." The woman in red clothes pointed at the fat man with her slender, white jade fingers.

Wei Beiyuan's expression changed drastically, but he still remained calm and said, "I want to remind Brother Luo that this is the Great Wei, my Great Wei."

"Whether it's true or not, you will definitely die today." The red-clothed woman said expressionlessly, as if echoing what the red-clothed woman said, the herring sword floating in mid-air also slowly pointed at the fat man.

Wei Beiyuan took a few steps back, and finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and said hoarsely, "Yan Cang, you haven't come out yet, I know you've been watching here, do you think you can escape today? ? If I die, both you and your Hongxiu Tianxiang will all perish."

The red-clothed woman's eyes froze when she heard the words, and her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she couldn't believe the name she heard.

"You said, Yan Cang is not dead?"

Wei Beiyuan looked at the woman in red and laughed, "How could he die? How could he die so easily than me? I forgot, you are still the so-called 'Princess Six', the scapegoat pushed out by Yan Cang You should hate Yan Cang very much, after all, he pushed you into the abyss with his own hands."

At this moment, a gust of cold wind quietly blew open the door of the main hall, and intermittent coughing sounds came from outside the door from time to time.

Finally, a thin man with a sickly face and an extremely pale face walked into the hall with the support of a woman in a plain robe with a beautiful face. The man's sunken eye sockets and chapped, bruised thin lips made one feel that the man would not die even if he died in a second. It will be strange.

"Long time no see, Brother Luo." The skinny man slowly raised his head to look at the elegant man and smiled, but it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength when the corners of his lips were half hooked, making his half-smile expression extremely extreme. terrible.

"Cheng'er, are you okay?" The thin man coughed and looked at the red-clothed woman again.

"I will always have only one name, Hansu." The woman in red clothes replied coldly.

It seemed that it took some effort to smile, and the thin man who originally planned to smile could only express his kindness with his own eyes.

Seeing the skinny man chatting with the elegant man and the red-clothed woman, Wei Beiyuan couldn't help feeling angry, and said, "Yan Cang, at this point, do you still think they will forgive you? Why don't you join hands with me to separate the two? People are beheaded here together. Otherwise, if I can't survive, there is no room for you in this world."

"The matter has reached this stage and there is really no room for recovery." The thin man looked at Wei Beiyuan and said lightly.

The next moment, a hand pierced Wei Beiyuan's chest, and in his palm was holding a bloody heart.

Wei Beiyuan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe this scene, but before he could turn his head, that hand clenched violently into a fist.

boom--

Blood splattered.

The red-clothed woman was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the owner of that hand in disbelief—the man with scars who had been a loyal minister from the beginning to the end.

She still remembered that his name was Zhu Xing.

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"It's Yan Cang's fault that Brother Luo saw such a scene as soon as we met." The skinny man coughed and laughed.

"What's going on here?" Looking at Wei Beiyuan lying on the ground with his eyes about to protrude, Luo Qingyi asked with a slight frown.

The skinny man smiled faintly, looked at the scarred man with blood on his hands, and said, "Qu Mu, let them see who you really are."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The man with the scar immediately raised his hand and tore off the mask covering his face, revealing an old and decrepit face.

But the old man who tore off the mask to reveal his original appearance cupped his hands at the woman in red and said, "Meet you again, Miss Hansu."

The hoarse and dry voice made the woman in red startled slightly, and soon she narrowed her eyes, because she finally realized who the owner of the voice was.

The old man in black who told her where Wei Beiyuan was hiding and brought her to Hongxiu to add fragrance.

(End of this chapter)