My Sweetheart And I Became Love Rivals GL

Ominous hunch?

Qu Panyan dumbly covered her chest.

The uneasy feeling in her heart became more and more intense, making her heart clamor. A distant voice echoed in her ear, urging her: "Go to her..."

"Go to your Soul Jade..."

The fiery silk in the sleeve sensed the change of her heart, and Ding Ling mastered it, as if echoing the voice, urging her to find Su Lingyu soon.

Linger said, "The bell is ringing."

The impact of the two air currents gradually weakened, Lou Wuhua released her hand, and the black fan supported the crescent-like protective barrier in the air, and she turned to look at Qu Panyan: "If you want to go , Palm teaching will never stop you."

The fire silk was slowly pulled over her arms, and the fire bells tingled into her palms, looking like they were ready to go.

Qu Panyan squeezed the fire bell tightly and looked at Lou Wuhua again.

Lou Wuhua nodded at her slightly: "This is God's will, you should do it, go and be a good boy."

Qu Panyan immediately appeared to be contented, and Chaolou Wuhua bowed deeply: "Thank you palm support to support the disciples."

Having said that, she took a few steps forward, and the incarnation of Qingguang hurried to Su Lingyu with the fastest speed.

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The bright red blood ticked down on the bright ice, like a scarlet flame, which melted the ice and slowly faded away. The black air shrouded in the sky was also torn apart, revealing the clear blue sky and the dazzling sun.

A thin arm lies on the ground not far away.

Yuan Qijun covered his chest and gently wiped the blood stains on his lips. His wide left sleeve was empty, but he didn't care, and his eyes reflected only the woman kneeling beside the Qianshuang sword.

She is still pretty.

Even if she had bruises all over her body, even if she cut off one of his hands again, in his eyes, it was still the best in the world, no one could reach.

The air was filled with a strong **** smell, but Yuan Qijun was very satisfied, looking at Su Lingyu with greed, and said: "Yu'er is so fragrant even with blood..."

Su Lingyu still held the handle of Qianshuang's sword, and the chilly sword was covered with blood. Her hands were scarred, and these wounds kept cracking when she was fighting Yuan Qijun again and again, and the wounds were full of shocking bright red.

Her blood runs down the hilt and flows through the body of the sword, mixing with the blood of Yuan Qijun contaminated on the sword, making it difficult to distinguish, making Yuan Qijun even more excited: "Yu'er, look, our Blood melts together."

Su Lingyu's expression condensed, turning the hilt of the sword, and suddenly a frost and cold air burst out from the sword body. The blood on the sword instantly froze into ice, and it shook down with disgust.

She looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

In that war, she won. but now......

Su Lingyu looked away and looked at the hand she had cut off—the one she had cut off.

At that time she cut off this hand, symbolizing that she won this person. But today she cut off this hand again, but she didn't have the feeling of winning, but she was more alert.

Yuan Qijun is different from before, he is even more difficult to deal with than before.

Yuan Qijun saw that she was looking at her broken arm and couldn't help smiling, slowly stood up: "Look, Yuer still cares about me..."

Su Lingyu's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, his expression dignified, and he slowly stood up, his **** fingers holding the hilt tightly.

Even if both of them are hit hard, beware of each other and never die.

At the next moment, the picture in front of him caused Su Lingyu to open his eyes—Yuan Qijun’s hand that had been cut off was put back in place!

What can be automatically recovered is the dead man who has been turned into a Yin soldier.

Could it be that he could make himself a living soldier? !

Su Lingyu looks more dignified.

She never thought of the magic path and this evil spell, nor did she think that Yuan Qijun was willing to refine herself into a Yin soldier. How many horrible experiences did ordinary people imagine?

Yuan Qijun flexibly turned his recovered arm and smiled: "Yu'er, don't you think it's okay?" He said, "Yu'er, I'm doing this for you, are you happy?"

"Yu'er, in this world, only you and I are a perfect match... You can't like others, you can't."

Su Lingyu didn't want to talk nonsense to him, and moved his consciousness. Several sharp icicles were formed on his side, and they spurted into his heart quickly. The heart is always the most vulnerable and fatal weakness of a person-no matter how strong this person is.

The Su Lingyu is coming fiercely, Yuan Qijun dodges like a ghost, but is still stabbed by several icicles, but there is no icicle stabbing the main point. The last offensive is the strongest, Yuan Qijun can't avoid the flash, and even the spiritual power of Lian Yun lifts his palm to deal with it, blocking the icicle in the air, and then condensing his breath on the palm, releasing a stronger and thicker evil spirit in the palm of the hand, and ice The column shattered completely.

Sen Leng's Jianguang suddenly came forward!

There was a trace of surprise in Yuan Qijun's eyes, almost subconsciously grasping the sword with his hand. The sharp tip of the sword was not too far from his chest. Just a little further forward, he could cut his clothes and **** Broken his skin, plunged into his most vulnerable place.

Su Lingyu raised two fingers, her fingertips were condensed, and all her spiritual power was poured into Qianshuangjian, her eyes fixed on Yuan Qijun and Qianshuangjian.

Both men's expressions were very dignified and ugly, and they spit out blood at the same time.

Yuan Qijun's hand holding Qianshuang Sword was cut by the sharp sword body, hemorrhage and thick black gas were slowly oozing in his five fingers, his eyes were sour, and the whole body exuded a suffocating dark breath like death. Asura is born.

He looked back at Su Lingyu: "You just want me to die?"

Su Lingyu did not answer.

His face changed, and his emotions were suddenly excited: "Then I want you to die with me too!"

"This way you will always be mine! You never want to get rid of me, you never want to!!!"

When Su Lingyu concentrated on Qianshuangjian, she suddenly drilled a shadow soldier behind her, which raised the cold sword in her hand, and was swept out by a cold.

Su Lingyu divided the gods, Qianshuangjian's offensive was weakened, Yuan Qijun instantly occupied the upper hand, his sword was thrown away with her eyes, her fingers were bent into claws, and she flew towards her, trying to kill her Die here!

At this moment, a bell sounded through the air, and I heard another voice: "You are going to die yourself!"

Su Lingyu only felt a tight waist, and had retreated several meters in the blink of an eye. Yuan Qijun threw a slack.

After seeing the people in front of him, Su Lingyu felt relieved: "Go back!"

Qu Panyan put her by the wall: "We are Tao Lu, where is Sister Lingyu, I will be there."

"Tao companion?" Yuan Qijun looked up straight, and his expression was as ruthless as a ghost.

Su Lingyu immediately stood up, covering her chest, and stretched out her hand to take Qu Panyan back and protect her. How did she just raise her hand, Qu Panyan suddenly leaned her head up, rubbed her cleverly, like a cute puppy.

Su Lingyu paused, subconsciously extended her long finger and flicked it gently, Qu Panyan looked up at her with a smile, and said: "No matter where is Lingyu's sister, I will always be with Lingyu sister."

Even if it's hell, go together.

Su Lingyu stunned: "Yaner..."

Yuan Qijun's look at Su Lingyu already knew that Qu Panyan said nothing, and she was indeed her companion.

Ridiculous, ridiculous! How can two women combine!

How can a child win the love!

The kid you love is about to be broken into pieces!

Yuan Qijun's body continued to emit a continuum of black gas. The black gas floated around and fell on the ground to form a pool of thick black liquid. The cold and terrifying Yinbing slowly took out of the liquid She crawled out and surrounded her both.

"Children who love people," Yuan Qijun said eerily, "it is about to be broken into pieces..."

Even if he is seriously injured now, he will never let this little waste go!

Qu Panyan gently pushed Su Lingyu against the wall, and slowly gave her a defensive circle, and then asked: "Do you love Lingyu sister very much?"

Yuan Qijun snorted: "No one can love Yu'er more than I do in this world!"

Qu Panyan was not annoyed and responded easily: "Okay, then I will fight you, and if I lose, I will let you break the corpse, and if you win, you will have to leave, how?"

Yuan Qijun did not expect that she would be so bold, a small waste that is not even close to the realm of God, what to fight against him?

What did Yu'er think of her? Is it courage?

Yuan Qijun mocked and said: "Sorry, something foolish."

As soon as his words were thrown out, he flew forward impatiently, and even the Yin soldiers didn't want to use them, just wanted to personally tear Qu Panyan-the person who took him away must be broken into pieces!

Qu Panyan was a little tiptoe, flexibly avoiding his attacks, seeing tricks at close range, and using only very basic public spells, Yuan Qijun frowned: "Little waste, do you look down on me?"

Qu Panyan stretched out his palm to keep away his five fingers like eagle claws, and looked at the slight black air in front of her, she said with ease: "No, I will do this. If you don't believe you, ask Sister Lingyu."

Su Lingyu looks anxious, but can't get out of the defensive circle and can't do anything. She can only stand in the middle of the defensive circle: "Yuan Qijun, don't want to bully future generations, your opponent should be me!"

Su Lingyu is upright and arrogant, and will never lie-at least in Yuan Qijun's impression, so he believed it, and believes that Qu Panyan is only an incompetent descendant.

He pulled the corners of his lips, revealing a sinister smile, and his slender arms bypassed Qu Panyan's hands like a snake, quickly and accurately pinched the white neck: "Little waste, then you can only be Broken corpses..."

Qu Panyan was suddenly taken away from the air, his toes slowly left the ground, he was almost breathless, his hands dying and grabbed his arm like he was struggling.

He likes to see people struggling before they die. The desperate breath makes him excited, so he repaired the corpse path and killed countless people.

Killing people is supreme fun for him.

Especially killing those he loves.

He increased his strength mercilessly and slowly crushed her neck. Breaking tens of thousands of corpses starts with crushing her neck.

His mood finally got better, and even the injuries on his body were not so painful: "Little waste, go to death quietly."

Suddenly, he saw Qu Panyan's lips rising upward, revealing a successful smile.

At the sound of "Bang", the person in his hand suddenly turned into a long white silk.

A long silk like a snake, the bells of fire on both ends ringing belliose, winding up his arm, giving him no time to respond, and binding him into a dumpling in the blink of an eye.

Because he was seriously injured in the battle with Su Lingyu, he didn't have much spiritual power to break free at this time, and he could only be bound by death. Both eyes widened in surprise.

Qu Panyan suddenly appeared behind him, softly reminding: "Villain, died of too much talk."