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Volume 5 Chapter 229 Battle on Kunlun Lake

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    Standing in front of them was Ximen Honghuang, with overwhelming murderous intent.

    His narrow black eyes concealed an unforgettable tenderness. He wanted to reach out and touch the elegant woman's cheek, but stopped in mid-air, because he knew that he would never be able to touch that haunting face in his entire life.

    "Don't fight for my sister anymore."

    Gong Huiyu said softly.  She slightly turned to the side of her delicate face that was swollen by Ye Wudao's slap, as if she didn't want to irritate the young man standing in front of her. Ever since she was a child, it seemed that every time she was humiliated, there would always be someone who would stand up and burst into anger.  Go, then come back with a smile on your face and gently tell her it's okay.  Later, when he was angry, he became less likely to show it on the surface, and his smile became more charming, like the wine in his grandfather's collection, which was so warm and mellow that it was intoxicating.

    Ximen Honghuang said softly, took a step forward, secretly protected Gong Weiyu by his side, and said coldly: "I only kill people."

    "In **, I didn't meet Monk Dawei Tianlong, but I fought against the 29th generation Master Lotus. Since he can join Monk Dawei Tianlong among the Tibetan Living Buddhas, he must not be far behind. I heard  You are a newcomer on the dragon list in this world, and you are known as the second blue dragon, so I am also very interested." Although Ye Wudao was talking to the proud man Ximen Honghuang, his eyes remained on Gong Weiyu, mixed with  The most **obscenity and blasphemy.

    Gong Weiyu had never been violated by such a dirty look from a man. She had been pure and devoid of desires since she was a child and devoted herself to the Buddha. She did not understand the sexual relations between men and women at all. Although she was angry in her heart, she quickly regained her clarity of mind.

    "Fight!"

    Ximen Honghuang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The ribbon tying his long hair fell off, and his shawl hair flew wildly in the wind with the smell of the world. He must have been so wild and uninhibited at the peak of the battle with the mighty Tianlong monk.

    "Let's fight." Ye Wudao said softly, but he always kept his eyes on Gong Weiyu's double peaks, as if he was praising their firmness.  And he seems to care about his sex.

    "Although this generation of Master Padmasambhava has the strength of the Dragon Ranking, he is far behind the great monk Dawei Tianlong who lived for two decades and 120 years." Ximen Honghuang sneered.  Looking sideways at Di Gong Weiyu with a slightly worried expression, her heart warms, she realizes that she has no chance of love in this life, so what if she is behind her back?  The world laughs at me, scolds me, mocks me, hates me, so what?

    "Time, place." Ye Wudao slowly spit out two words.

    "At this moment."

    Ximen Honghuang looked into the distance with a conceited smile on his lips.  "On Kunming Lake."

    "good."

    Ye Wudao nodded, very satisfied with the time and place.  For a woman like Gong Weiyu, if you used the vulgar plot of a hero saving a beauty, she might be as tired as a dog and even after a hundred poops, there was no ripple in the heart of the beauty.  But if you use Overlord to force the bow, I'm afraid she will be reciting the Mahaparinirvana Sutra silently in her heart even when she is being trampled by you.  To overthrow him, she had to crush the only thing in her heart that she couldn't let go of, that was Ximen Honghuang and Ximen Honghuang's undefeated record.

    Gong Weiyu only paid attention to Han Yun, a woman with stunning appearance, at this time. She didn't even see a trace of worry in Han Yun.  This made her very curious, how could Gong Huiyu, who had never been involved in love, understand a woman's blindness and concentration after falling in love with a man.

    "Will you die?" Han Yun asked softly, very calmly.

    "No." Ye Wudao said softly, with a gentle voice and a firm tone.

    "Do you want me to leave?" Han Yun tilted her head. She was no longer his teacher, but just his woman.

    "Need not."

    Ye Wudao reached out and touched Han Yun's head, which was almost as tall as him in high heels. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly when he smiled.  No longer dark, no deep, just warm, he said: "Because I want you to see what kind of glory and admiration the man you chose will bring you, instead of being disappointed."

    "Yiye. Call your family and ask the Summer Palace to close immediately. I don't want to see a single tourist." Ximen Honghuang stepped forward and threw an extremely arrogant sentence to the twenty-eight-year-old girl behind him.  The girl didn't feel it was rude, so she dialed a number and said softly: "Uncle, I want to stay alone in the Summer Palace today, is that okay?"

    hang up the phone.  She glanced at Gong Huiyu and made a playful face.  Jumping and jumping behind Ximen Honghuang.

    The Zhao family in the north has been weak for hundreds of years. When Zhao Fusheng emerged twenty years ago, it put all the merchants in the world to shame.

    Zhao Fusheng has worked hard for twenty years for just one person, a woman he once loved but ended up marrying someone else.

    That woman is his sister-in-law, and Zhao Yiye is her daughter.  If we say that the richest woman in mainland China is definitely not the formerZhou Yin, who is at the top of the wealth list, is not the daughter of Yang Guoqiang, who is currently the richest man in mainland China, but the elegant girl in front of him who follows Ximen Honghuang like an elf, because Zhao Fusheng frankly said that all his money belongs to Zhao Yiye  of.

    If you have money, you can make the mill go round. If you have more money, you can make the mill go round.

    In less than half an hour, the Summer Palace evacuated all tourists.

    On the empty and vast ice of Kunming Lake, Ye Wudao and Ximen Honghuang faced each other proudly.

    Han Yun, Gong Huiyu and Zhao Yiye were all standing on the shore, but they were not standing together, each with their own thoughts.

    Han Yun never doubted Ye Wudao's words. If he refused to die, she would not be so nervous that her hands would sweat and her whole body would become cold like other women. She would just wait quietly for him to go back together.

    Zhao Yiye did not doubt Ximen Honghuang, whom she regarded as the best in the world. In her opinion, no matter how strong the arrogant and domineering young man was, he was still vulnerable to Ximen Honghuang. Men like her uncle said that Ximen Honghuang was  It takes 50 years for a martial arts genius to appear in China, and now he has successfully entered the Dragon Ranking. Everyone is looking forward to him surpassing that myth, Qinglong.

    Zhao Yiye looked at Ye Wudao who was standing opposite Ximen Honghuang, dragging his cheeks and sitting on the railing of the pavilion, and murmured: "Will you die?"

    Gong Huiyu wanted to leave, but she saw someone carefully bringing her guqin, and then looked at Ximen Honghuang who seemed to be smiling at the corner of his mouth.

    That¡¯s all.

    Gong Huiyu sighed and took the antique harp and sat down. The harp in her hand had gone through many vicissitudes of life, perhaps for thousands of years.  If the sun-faced paulownia wood hadn't been regarded as the wood of the phoenix, I'm afraid I still wouldn't be able to play the music. The name of this qin is "Yi Bo Chi", the first guqin in the Tang Dynasty. Gong Huiyu looked calm and focused, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the strings.  , the loud sound broke through the air, and suddenly there was a killing momentum ready to come out.  "If you don't die, I'll be sorry for Gong Huiyu's music."

    Ximen Honghuang stretched out his hands and looked up to the sky, laughing. A kind of arrogance and desolation spread out from his bones, revealing the sadness of fate.

    Gong Huiyu did not play according to the score.  Instead, he closed his eyes and improvised. For a moment, the whole pavilion seemed to be full of wars and wars. Who dared to imagine that such a weak woman could play such tragic and passionate music? Zhao Yiye and Han  Yun was horrified.  It feels like being in an ancient battlefield where soldiers and horses are fighting in chaos.

    "You challenge me to a duel and pretend to be cool, you're just looking for death."

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    An arc breaks through the ice and travels quickly.  It rushed towards Ximen Honghuang like cutting through the void, and the broken ice cubes on the ice sputtered in all directions.

    Bang.  Ximen Honghuang crossed his hands to protect his chest. He was hit by Ye Wudao's amazingly fast leg and slid backwards for nearly ten meters.  The blow was effective, and Ye Wudao, who would never be polite to you, took advantage of the situation and followed him. In the distance, only a vague figure could be seen vaguely, lightning flashing across the sky.  What followed was Ximen Honghuang retreating again and again.

    The frowning Gong Huiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and wiped the piano with his delicate hands faster and faster.

    The phoenix-like sound of the piano is becoming more and more majestic like the tide of the Qiantang River. It is almost suffocating when a horse is galloping and gushing out.

    On the bank opposite the pavilion of Kunming Lake, a man and a woman stood casually, the man with his hands folded casually.  He had the demeanor of a super strong man who looked down on all living beings, while the woman closed her eyes with interest.  Facing the peak battle on Kunming Lake in the distance with a gaze, she said something casually for a long time.

    "The piano is good." The man just replied lazily.

    "Aren't you worried?"

    The woman smiled and touched a piece of warm and delicate Dunhuang jasper flying sky from the Tang Dynasty in her hand. The exquisite red ribbon was wrapped around her slender white jade wrist, like a trace of fate. She seemed to look back and said: "He is your son.  Leaf River Picture.¡±

    This man is Ye Hetu.

    And this woman turned out to be a blind Dugu Yiren.

    ¡°It¡¯s my son, I¡¯m not worried.¡± He smiled.

    "I'm more optimistic about Ximen Honghuang." Dugu Yiren gently shook the Dunhuang Feitian Jasper, thoughtfully.

    "If he wins, how about you becoming my daughter-in-law?" Ye Hetu chuckled and narrowed his eyes. His vicissitudes of life are different from Ximen Honghuang's loneliness, and also different from Ye Wudao's evil spirit. He has a sense of indifference.  The world's favors and disgraces are not surprising.

    "If I win against a weak country, what should I do?" Dugu Yiren asked back, stopping the small movement of shaking the flying jade.

    "How about I give you all the chess pieces I left for the bastard to bury?" Ye Hetu shrugged lazily.

    "Originally, I might bet with you, but now that you say this, I will definitely not bet with you." Dugu Yiren gently shook the Dunhuang Flying Sky in her hand again, and the red ribbon drew a beautiful arc in the air.Wire.

    "Aren't you afraid that I'm just trying to make an empty city?" Ye Hetu asked.

    "Afraid." Dugu Yiren smiled sweetly, "I'm afraid that I won't bet with you. It doesn't matter the country, I can get it myself. But if I lose, I will have to stay with him for the rest of my life, and maybe give him children.  I won¡¯t do this.¡±

    Ye Hetu burst out laughing, feeling extremely comfortable.

    On the Kunming Lake, the battle is raging.

    Ximen Honghuang finally succeeded in blocking Ye Wudao's first wave of continuous wave-like offensive. The two of them finally obeyed and made it clear to onlookers.

    "If I win, Gong Weiyu is mine. If I lose, I won't give up on this world. Do you dare to bet with me?" Ye Wudao said with an evil smile, forcing down the mouthful of blood in his throat.

    "Gamble."

    Ximen Honghuang stretched out his hand and wiped away the scarlet blood stain at the corner of his mouth.

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