Juggernaut Reborn

If Wang Yu was not worried at all, that was a lie. No matter what, Wang Yu was so close to Jinghong Arrow at this moment. As long as Wu Qingqiu let go of his fingers, Wang Yu believed that he would be shocked immediately.

The arrow penetrated the heart, and then died in pain, without even room for fighting back...

But, will Wu Qingqiu really kill himself... Wang Yu really has no clue in his heart. Although Wang Yu knows Wu Qingqiu's feelings for him, no matter how he says, Wu Qingqiu's hatred now is greater than that for him.

Wang Yu could feel the desolate hatred of Wu Qingqiu, even Wang Yu himself was a little scared.

If Wu Qingqiu had shot at him with a stern arrow now, Wang Yu would not have found it strange, and it was very likely...

As time passed by, the two of them met in front of each other. Wu Qingqiu did not move the longbow in his hand at all, and the Jinghong arrow was still aimed at Wang Yu's heart, without any intention of taking it away.

The two snow-white pupils were still lifeless, and the beautiful faces were filled with a look of pain.

"Wang Yu... I hate you... I want to kill you..." After a long time, Wu Qingqiu's trembling voice came out of her mouth, and the bowstring slightly pulled with his right hand seemed to be about to come out of Wang Yu.

"Qingqiu... Why are you doing? Even if you kill me, you will not be able to heal the trauma in your heart. Let it go. Only by letting go can you truly come out." Wang Yu sighed softly. In fact,

Wu Qingqiu became what he is now. Wang Yu is nothing wrong, and Wu Qingqiu is nothing wrong. What is wrong is an uncontrollable original sin of desire, and the other culprit is the damn bastard of the Baibian Star Lord!

Wang Yu swore that one day, the ever-changing Star Lord will become the soul of his sword, absolutely!

"Let go...hehe...you actually asked me to let go!" Wu Qingqiu's expression became a little excited, and a pair of eyes that could no longer see the light stared at Wang Yu: "You... are all you!" Wu Qingqiu

Hoarse: "If...If...If you treat me as a woman...If...If...If...If you can know what I want to you, if, you can care more about me...I, Wu Qingqiu...Why is this...

…It’s you! It’s you, Wang Yu, let me fall from heaven to Jiuyou, it’s you, Wang Yu, turned me from a girl to a woman! It’s you, Wang Yu, after getting my heart, he trampled on his feet... You are one

Nightmare...you go to die!"

A trace of sad curve gradually rose from Wu Qingqiu's mouth: "Everything... is over..."

The bowstring in his hand slowly relaxed, and a pair of snow-white eyes dripped on the Jinghong Arrow for several tears... The Jinghong Arrow, which was already hungry and thirsty, finally shot out...

"Swoosh..."

A sound of breaking through the air spread all around, the strong wind was startled, and everything was trembling under the shocking arrow.

Wang Yu stood a hundred meters away, like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying by the airflow, and his white hair danced wildly in the void, but his whole body was motionless, like a thousand-year-old sculpture...

It was not that Wang Yu remained motionless, but under the power of this stern arrow, he completely lost control of his body. In this strong wind, he could not control his body as he pleased.

Suddenly, Wang Yu felt a white light flashing in front of his eyes, accompanied by a piercing pain on his cheeks...

"Boom!" A series of shocking sounds echoed around. A bamboo forest behind Wang Yu was completely destroyed by the Fierce Arrow. The originally beautiful little bamboo forest looked like a deformed wilderness forest at this time.

Wang Yu only felt the scorching pain on his cheeks. After the strong wind dissipated, Wang Yu touched his face with his hand.

A thin wound was cut out from the face by the striking arrow wind, and blood gradually flowed out from the wound.

At this moment, Wang Yu finally knew why there were women's tears on the Jinghong arrow in the west area... It turned out that everything was like just now, Wu Qingqiu's tears fell on the Jinghong arrow, but surprisingly

Didn't shoot himself...

Wang Yu is not a fool, so he naturally knows that the Jinghong arrow did not hit him. It is not that Wu Qingqiu is not strong enough, but that Wu Qingqiu can't bear to attack him from the bottom of his heart... Otherwise, she would not cry and be shocked

The red arrow will not deviate from its original trajectory.

"Why... why can't I bear to kill you?! I hate you... Wang Yu, I hate you!" Wu Qingqiu was crazy, and one after another of the shocking arrows shot out from the fiery red longbow.

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The entire bamboo forest was in a mess, the void was shattered in this frequent attack, and the air was cut into pieces, as if it was the place where the wind was cut under the Nine Netherworlds, without a trace of completeness.

Everything in the bamboo forest was destroyed, but Wang Yu stood there without any damage. He only seemed a little embarrassed under the impact of the strong wind, but he was just embarrassed.

Then, Wu Qingqiu sat on the ground with his eyes blankly, tears kept pouring out of his eyes. He looked like he cried. No one could imagine what kind of inhuman torture this sad woman had experienced, only

Fear, the inner harm is far beyond physical harm...

"Qingqiu...you...why are you..." Wang Yu wiped the blood on his face. After a moment, the blood solidified, and Wang Yu walked towards Wu Qingqiu. Wang Yu was no longer worried about his life now.

Safety, even if Wu Qingqiu wanted to kill herself, she would not allow her to do that in her heart.

No one can refuse his heart, because that is everyone's truest thought. Even if he is unwilling to face it, it cannot change... Wu Qingqiu's heart still loves Wang Yu deeply, even if he has hatred,

There is no escape from the cover of love.

The moment Wu Qingqiu shot out one by one, some memories of Wang Yu instantly emerged in his mind.

The Wang Yu who killed someone in the Liuyun City Tavern for her... the boy who was furious for her... the bastard who said he wanted to protect her for the rest of his life... all the memories surged into his heart, and with

The emergence of these memories, Jinghong Arrow deviated from its original track. No matter how Wu Qingqiu hated Wang Yu, he would not be able to shoot that fatal arrow. This is a woman, a poor woman...

"Qingqiu..." Wang Yu walked to Wu Qingqiu and looked at her and said, "Let go... Don't let the inner demons devour your soul... You have now become a Taoist rank, and the first appearance of your soul is the deadliest moment. If so,

If you continue like this, you will definitely ruin yourself!" Wang Yu's right hand was gently placed on Wu Qingqiu's back, with a soothing gentleness.

When Wang Yu's right hand touched, Wu Qingqiu's body obviously began to tremble.