Red Heart Survey

Beneath the bronze mask was a mediocre face.

Huang Sheli was so mediocre that she was not surprised. She even felt that it should be even uglier.

But like throwing a stone into the water, there will be ripples. With a slight ripple, this face was shattered.

There was an illusion under the bronze mask, and this illusion on the face was smashed together!

Huang Sheli's blow was so terrifying, he avoided it, but he couldn't.

Purdue subdues the magic pestle, breaks the magic and destroys the law, kills people and saves their lives.

So people can see the true face of Mu Guo, the mysterious genius.

The whole world was silent for a moment.

What kind of face is this?

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, ears, there is no flaw, and there is no beauty.

Every amazing detail seems to be carefully carved by a craftsman, but absolutely no one can carve such a perfect appearance.

This is a beautiful face.

It is a kind of beauty that transcends the meaning of gender.

No matter men, women, old or young, regardless of level of vision, everyone can feel this kind of beauty.

The broken bronze mask is falling.

People's eyes are focused on this face.

How much obsession, how much wonder, how much envy.

Or there is a lack of heaven, which often makes the world regret.

The good things in the world often don't last forever.

At this moment, there is a shallow dent between the eyebrows of this beautiful face, which is the imprint of the Buddha's head knocked by the Pudu Jiangma pestle.

Printed with the smile of the yellow-faced Buddha.

It restrained the divine light of this beautiful face, and it was constantly expanding its influence.

People didn't think there was anything wrong with wearing a mask to fight before. Seeing this face at this time, and seeing this dent again, there is a feeling of heartbreak.

How cruel Jing Guo Huang Sheli is!

There are three lines of blood winding down from the dent, flowing quietly along the high bridge of the nose, and swimming on this beautiful face.

It proves that Huang Sheli's knock was fierce.

I don't know what method Deng Qi used to prevent it, so that his forehead was not completely shattered.

But these three blood lines meandering down, not only did not destroy the beauty of this face, but on the contrary, it gave his beauty a little more vitality.

Only then can you feel that this person really exists.

There are really people in the world who can grow up like this.

The red blood reflected on the jade face made it even more poignant, making people feel pity for it.

People come here to watch the ceremony at the River Watching Terrace, just to watch the battle between the heavenly prides of the nations. What they see is a turbulent, peak duel. No matter how glamorous the heavenly prides are, they may be knocked out of the dust...

It should be said that all spectators have psychological presets for any scene. But at this time, there were still many sighs.

In the spectator seats, Helian Yunyun saw Huang Sheli and Zhao Rucheng'fingers intertwined' on the martial arts stage, and couldn't help asking: "Yuzhen, do you think Huang Sheli is related to Xiyue Temple? Looking at her very Buddha-nature, Bodhi, and chanting scriptures, she seems very suitable to be a nun."

Yu Zhen replied quietly: "Your Highness Yun, she is obviously not in the same way as us, is she?"

The next moment, Zhao Rucheng's mask was shattered, and the illusion of his face was shattered, and his true face appeared on the stage of the world.

He Lian Yunyun's eyes were still fixed on the martial arts platform, but he immediately stretched his left hand horizontally to block the eyes of the nun Yuzhen, and said sincerely: "Then don't look at it for now, don't let this kind of evil heretics tarnish your purity. s eyes."

Yuzhen: ...

In terms of heartbreak, no one can have a heartbreak like Huang Sheli.

The person who cherishes flowers in the world is none other than her, Huang Sheli. However, she was the one who struck this beautiful face with her own hands, leaving marks and bleeding!

Of course, the bleeding can only be regarded as a minor injury. It was originally intended to smash the entire head, but most of the strength was taken away...

But the face is completely different!

Before it was struck, it was a strange bronze mask, but after it was struck, it was such a beautiful face.

How can I not be heartbroken to call her Huang Sheli?

But a heartbreak is a heartbreak, and a heartache is a heartache.

Huang Sheli's pace was not slow at all, and he was already rushing forward with the Demon Subduing Pestle in hand.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

She, Huang Sheli, is a woman who clearly separates her career from her hobbies!

There is nothing wrong with her liking beauties.

The more beautiful the more I like it.

Deng Qi, Mu Guo, is of course also a great beauty.

Even purely in terms of facial features, she surpassed all she had ever seen in her life, and she was so beautiful.

It's so beautiful!

But on the battlefield, the outcome comes first. When the two armies meet, life and death must be divided!

The smile of the yellow-faced Buddha imprinted on the eyebrows of the man, and also crucified the soul of the man.

This is a life and death chance!

Huang Sheli not only rushed forward, but even the drop point of Pudu's magic pestle was still on that face.

She was almost on the verge of tears.

Violence!

But this is the best point she judged at this moment in the state of enlightenment of Bodhi's supernatural power.

I actually want to destroy this beauty with my own hands.

I, Huang Sheli, have a heart of stone, I am not human!

Huang Sheli suppressed his rich emotions, his heart was turbulent, but his movements were not affected in the slightest. In the impulse of tears, he swung the demon pestle.

but!

She suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

A terrifying and trembling aura erupted from the beauty in front of her.

Bodhisattva sent a warning.

When the pestle fell, the one who died was probably himself!

No further entry!

Huang Sheli made a decisive decision, erected the subduing magic pestle, and retreated quickly while taking a defensive posture!

Its advance is also fast, and its retreat is also fast.

She is a real strong person. In the battle, she puts victory and defeat as the priority. She is very firm in her judgment and she is very firm in her execution.

However……

Mu Guo, a peerless handsome man named Deng Qi, did not immediately launch a counterattack.

Instead, he looked down the stage.

On this highly anticipated occasion, at this critical moment of the pinnacle battle.

He suddenly turned his gaze away from the battlefield, and actually looked at the audience!

What's in the audience?

At this moment, what could be more important than this battle?

This is the battle of the future, the battle of life and death, the battle of glory!

People followed his line of sight.

What can there be under the stage?

The audience is actually empty.

just have a...

Man in tears!

The green shirt is covered with a tall and straight figure, the famous sword hangs from the waist, and the nameless jade is worn.

He remained motionless, but tears poured down his face.

Without saying a word, he is a hero in the world!

That is Jiang Wang, the great Qi Tianjiao, who is named among the top four in the world.

Strongly defeated Xiang Bei, the supreme arrogance of Chu, Jiang Wang, who is now standing in the audience watching the battle!

Zhao Rucheng looked at him.

He also looked at Zhao Rucheng.

On and off the stage, the two looked at each other.

This is a two-year delay in looking at each other.

They haven't seen each other since the collapse of Fenglin City!

Both of them once thought that the separation in front of the Daoxun Palace had become a farewell. (Volume 1, Chapter 123)

At that time, they obviously just completed a task together again, after assigning Dao Xun, they went home separately. But why, there is no "home" anymore?

The two just looked at each other.

Zhao Rucheng, who usually cries more, did not shed a single tear.

Jiang Wang, who was usually stronger, burst into tears like rain.

"Jiang Wang."

Zhao Rucheng spoke on the stage and recovered his original voice, and his voice was no longer awkward.

The time spent hunting demons in the wilderness had completely worn away his youthfulness.

It was an accident to reveal his true face at this time, but he quickly accepted it and chose to face it.

His expression was serious and serious.

So at this moment, he on the stage of martial arts is more like an elder brother, while Jiang Wang under the stage of martial arts is more fragile and helpless.

He said: "From now on, you should be a good person of Qi, be an official of Qi, make a good future, and live a happy life. Don't bear the burden of the past. What Zhuang Guo owes you, I will help you. What Zhuang Guo owes to big brother , I’ll help him get it. I’ll take the title, and I’ll walk the rest of the way. I’ll take care of everything.”

Zhuang Guo?

Does Zhuang Guo owe Jiang Wang? What does Zhuang Guo owe him?

People watching the match immediately thought of Lin Zhengren's abandonment of Zhuang Guotian's pride!

Why did Qi Guo bump into Zhuang Guo in the first round of the race? Why did Lin Zhengren fear the enemy so far, and suddenly the vampire backfired and abandoned the game?

In the meantime, too many stories are hidden, too many secrets!

Jiang Wang looked at Zhao Rucheng, looking at him as if he would never see him again.

Did not speak.

He couldn't speak.

Extravagant imaginations have come true, and that vague conjecture has been reflected in reality.

The good brother he thought he would never see again was standing in front of him now.

Along the way...

Too tired and too bitter!

Although he never complained, he never slack off. But once upon a time, he really wanted to share the burden with someone.

And who can share it?

In this world, except for those who have also experienced that scene, who can empathize with it?

He didn't know why he was crying.

He clearly only had happiness in his heart, overflowing with joy, almost jumping out of his heart, but he couldn't stop crying.

He wept with joy, but could not utter a word.

The old buildings in the old lanes and long streets, the old things are often in dreams.

Mo Xiao hero weeps, who has never been sad!

In the spectator seats, Ye Qingyu looked at Ye Lingxiao almost immediately.

If you want to do something against Zhuangguo on this viewing platform. Yunguo may be able to provide some proof.

Ye Lingxiao didn't turn his head, but replied via voice transmission: "This is not easy. Let's see."

Not to mention these two young people, they are just the arrogance of the younger generation.

Even if the two people on and off the stage can really represent Mu Guo and Qi Guo.

Zhuangguo is also a country with real people sitting in the town, sitting on a land of four thousand miles, with strong soldiers and horses.

It is Jing Guo's nail into the Western Territory, and it is also the strongest force of the Dao genus in the Western Territory.

Whoever wants to bully him, Jing Guo, as the Dao Zong Kingdom, will never stand idly by.

Don't you see, Zhuang Guo's Lin Zhengren has lost face so far, and Jing Guo didn't mention the sacrificial flag of forcible killing.

The root of it is Zhuangguo itself, which already has enough weight.

On the martial arts stage, after Zhao Rucheng finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Huang Sheli.

When he looked at Huang Sheli, his beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes had nothing left but indifference.

In his body, there was a terrifying howl of swords.

And the smiling face of the yellow-faced Buddha imprinted between his brows was instantly shattered!

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PS:

The old buildings in the old lanes and long streets, the old things are often in dreams.

Mo Xiao hero weeps, who has never been sad!

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