After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Under the surveillance of hundreds of people, they can also play one-handed anti-tracking.

Qiao Wan's mind quickly passed a trace of doubt: How did Cen Qingyou do it?

The young man in front of him changed his hand, and his left hand firmly grabbed Qiao Wan's arm. He used a lot of strength, but his smile was still gentle, and he said softly, "Xin Yi, you are here."

Qiao Wan stopped, raised his face, and asked calmly, "Why are you?"

Cen Qingyou didn't show any displeasure, and looked up at Li Pingyi who also stopped.

Sure enough, Li Juing, Xiao Boyang, and Xie Xingzhi all stopped because of Qiao Wan in his hands.

Li Ding stared at the young man in front of him without moving his eyes.

The young man was polite, and his manners were cold. He didn't look like an evil Buddha, but a benevolent Buddha.

He looked at it coldly, knowing clearly in his heart that the young man in front of him was an old monster that even Ma Huaizhen might not be able to deal with, their old friend from hundreds of years ago, a blue-eyed evil Buddha.

Su Rui stopped the offensive when his eyes touched Cen Qingyou's face.

Cen Qingyou and Suri looked at each other and smiled: "You promised me."

Suri lowered her eyes: "I'll leave it to you." He neatly put away the gun, turned around and left.

Under Fang Lingqing's stunned eyes, Cen Qingyou instead saluted with the free hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see him."

he?

Who is he?

Fang Lingqing choked, could it be... Su Buhuo? ! ! And such good things? ! !

Chu Tongzheng was completely confused, and subconsciously looked at Li Juing and Xie Xingzhi again.

But neither of them responded, and she was slightly stunned, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous." Noticing Qiao Wan's stiffness, Cen Qingyou relaxed a little: "I promised you, and I will show you one last time with him."

Qiao Wan looked at him, his dark eyes unblinking.

She seemed to remember something, but Qiao Wan just pursed her lips, silently clenched the Bodhi in her sleeve, and said nothing.

There was no expected confrontation, and friends became enemies. Cen Qingyou actually took them all the way to a dilapidated palace as if they were courteous guests. No one stopped them in the process.

Xiao Boyang's ears were buzzing.

Cen Qingyou is in the Demon Realm... he has a lot of power.

The four walls of this palace are photo walls, and the picture reflects the appearance of an altar. This altar is not very grand and solemn. There are magic soldiers busy on the altar, and a familiar figure stands under the altar.

Mei Kangping looked at the altar not far away with obscure eyes, the folding fan in his hand was tightly closed, just looking at his expression, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

As a blue light gradually rose from the center of the altar, Qiao Wan's breathing suddenly stopped.

"Look." The gate of the palace closed from the inside out, Cen Qingyou released Qiao Wan's arm, took a half step back, and sat down.

The seat is very clever, right by the door.

"Why?" Qiao Wan took her eyes off the wall with difficulty, trying her best not to look at what the blue figure represented, staring closely at the young man in front of her, and asked.

Cen Qingyou is still gentle, that set of words, "Because you are my friend, Xin Yi."

friend, friend.

Qiao Wan silently clenched Wen Si Xingzhu in his hand, but instead felt a burst of anger for no reason, and his heart froze suddenly.

She thought, she might, remembered everything.

Although the girl was still expressionless and her eyes dark like a ghost, Cen Qingyou could keenly sense that Qiao Wan was angry.

Chu Tongzheng sat down without knowing why, and whispered to Fang Lingqing next to him: "What should we do now?"

They were taken to a palace by Cen Qingyou, locked up, and watched the live broadcast over the altar. Is there anything more absurd than this?

Cen Qingyou sat slowly, and after sitting for a while, he suddenly said without thinking: "There is still half an hour."

There is still half an hour, without going into details, Qiao Wan also knows what the other party means.

He brought her in like this on his own, and let her watch the death of his biological father with his own eyes.

The blue light in the center of the altar formation gradually took shape and turned into the appearance of a man, with green robes and white shoes, and his eyes under the monocle were peaceful.

Su Buhuo, no, Meng Guangze, his body was still gentle, his eyes were as tolerant as the ocean, and his eyes swept to Mei Kangping under the altar.

Mei Kangping raised his head slightly.

The man smiled, fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, and he vaguely seemed to say something.

This is their two friends meeting again after being separated for hundreds of years.

There is still half an hour.

Qiao Wan clenched Wen Si Xingzhu and gritted her teeth, what else could she do?

At this time, other teams must have rushed to the altar, she... she has to keep calm.

Hard break?

Cen Qingyou just sat at the door and guarded. The young man in front of him was not so much the second son of the Cen mansion, but a blue-eyed evil Buddha. He just kept a wisp of indifferent feelings for her.

The superiority of the young man was about to be poured out, which made this weak feeling even more ridiculous.

Maybe even Cen Qingyou didn't notice it, he looked down on Qiao Wan, or he didn't believe that Qiao Wan could break through his line of defense, bring her here, and allow her to watch the entire unblocking process, which is his greatest compassion and intimacy. .

At this time, she had to force herself to calm down. Qiao Wan took a deep breath and tried her best to hold down her slightly trembling hand.

Xie Xingzhi and the others suddenly took a step forward under the stunned gaze of Xie Xingzhi and the others! !

Li Juing moved slightly!

Cen Qingyou raised his eyes and asked gently, "Xinyi?"

Qiao Wan looked at him: "You said I was your friend."

In the huge sky, there was a reflection of two people standing and sitting facing each other.

Cen Zichen frowned: "Could it be that this kid wants to convince him?"

Not to mention that Venerable Miaofa failed to make Cen Qingyou be kind, she just wanted to convince him at this time of crisis, with just a few words?

Under everyone's attention, Qiao Wan suddenly rushed over in three or two steps, half kneeled on the ground, and hugged the boy in front of him! !

Gongsun Bingzi was stunned for a moment, then lost her voice: "It's useless!!"

Now, they finally guessed what Qiao Wan wanted to do.

The girl's embrace was icy cold, and was taken into his embrace by Qiao Wan, the young man was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes flashed, and he almost subconsciously remembered the intimate embrace he once had.

Those warm and firm, simple and natural hugs that have nothing to do with wind and moon.

That rainy night, he was half-kneeling, stuffed a bodhi seed into her hand, and clasped it with her cold hand.

Reminds me of Shuifeng Sect——

【Give me a bow, we are friends】

[I, I, I...I can't bear you! 】

【Xin Yi, I can't bear you either】

【As long as you have the heart, you and I will meet again naturally】

This is his best friend, Xin Yi.

No matter how many people criticized and criticized, she never gave up on him, but he gave up on herself.

Cen Qingyou couldn't help bending the corners of his lips, stretched out a hand, and gently pressed Wen Si Xingzhu, who was hiding in Qiao Wan's arms.

In one area, Wen Si Xing Zhu belt was deviated from its position.

The blade should have stabbed into his chest.

"Useless Xin Yi," Cen Qingyou looked at Qiao Wan without censure, "It's useless if you want to kill me by hugging me."

Although Qiao Wan had already foreseen what would happen the moment Qiao Wan was about to play the emotional card, when his eyes touched Cen Qingyou, who was clenching Wen Si Xingzhu's hand, Ma Huaizhen outside was still a little abrupt, a little bit. I was worried that the boy would be stabbed in with his backhand.

Fortunately, Cen Qingyou didn't do that.

"No." Qiao Wan shook her head, she remembered everything, just at that moment, she raised her eyes and her voice was hoarse.

"you guessed wrong."

As he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged the boy in front of him tightly.

guessed wrong?

Qiao Wan's astonishing black eyes made Cen Qingyou's heart tighten. He was startled, surprised, and widened his eyes in confusion.

I only heard "pu chi" and "pu chi", a few small sounds, and then a pain in the chest.

At this moment, the ribs in Qiao Wan's body grew rapidly, countless bones pierced through Qiao Wan's thin body, and a pair of bone wings were born from the back of her spine.

On the ice field in the Northern Territory, someone exclaimed: "It's turning bones into blades!!!"

The pair of bone wings pierced through her muscles, Qiao Wan was half-kneeling in front of Cen Qingyou, the "wings" took Cen Qingyou into her arms, and penetrated deeply into Cen Qingyou's body from the side and front.

A hug that takes its own bones, blood and flesh and turns it into.

In an instant, two people who were dyed red with blood and hugged intimately were reflected in the sky!

The expression on Cen Qingyou's face stayed in the dazed second, and was deeply shocked in disbelief! !

At this point, Qiao Wan no longer felt the pain. She pulled out the deformed ribs and said softly, "I'll say you're wrong, Second Young Master."

The surprised look on Cen Qingyou's face quickly faded, followed by a burst of indescribable complexity, along with the vague aloofness.

Xin Yi, Qiao Wan.

It was his fault for underestimating her determination.

He was shocked by the scene in front of him and didn't feel the pain anymore.

Almost at the same time, when Li Judian drank it, he would not be punished without pardon, Xie Xingzhi's black iron epee, and several kinds of instruments had been killed one after another, and he rushed out of the palace gate with Qiao Wan in his arms!

As soon as the defense line was broken, Brother and Sister Zhenxiu immediately opened the defensive formation and blocked Cen Qingyou from moving forward!

Covering his chest, watching the ticking blood between his fingers gradually pooled into a pool of blood, Cen Qingyou moved, but did not catch up.

The first was that he was worried about Li Ju, the man looked calm, but the unforgivable death in his hand was already aimed at him.

As for the second...

Cen Qingyou couldn't help thinking of when his good friend was still in Kunshan.

Kunshan despised her, the demon emperor Jiaying despised her, and Mei Kangping despised her.

Later, they were all slapped by Qiao Wan, and she changed her mind. This time, she used her actions to confirm once again that no one can despise her.

In the distance, Qiao Wan's back is like a burning fire, with the indomitable heroism of thousands of people.

She can do it all by herself without any help.

It's the wound on his body that really hurts, it hurts too much.