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Chapter 221 Silver Pattern Weapon (3)

"Just Brother Zhuo forced me just now, I... I am innocent." She said loudly as if she was awakened, and then cried loudly. Tears rolled down like falling beads, and her clothes were soaked.

Zhu Yu's heart softened at this moment. The crying and tears were like poisons that transformed bones and made everything soft. His strong heart was also moved by it at this moment, as if it was becoming weak with the crying sound.

"Okay! It's all over, I believe you." Zhu Yu walked over and gently stroked Liang Fang's head. Her head was already scattered. At this time, she was soaked in tears and pressed on her face, looking even more weak. She turned around gently and leaned against Zhu Yu. The warm breath from Zhu Yu made her heart gradually calm.

The surroundings became extremely quiet. The sometimes blowing mountain wind brought a flying dust to scatter in the woods.

"Father, you call me?" Zhuo Qingliu appeared at the door. Looking at Zhuo Qingliu's handsome face, Zhuo Yifeng felt a little heartache. He vaguely saw Zhuoran's shadow from Zhuo Qingliu's eyebrows and eyes. Although he was just suspicious, this idea still made his mood chaotic, and even the judgment was wrong. He tried to keep calm and said in his previous tone: "Come with me."

Zhuo Qingliu hesitated and looked at Zhuo Yifeng, then followed. He was actually thinking about Liang Fang, worried that Zhu Yu would have any accidents when he looked for it. Just when he returned to the Huoku House again, he saw Zhu Yu and Liang Fang standing aside very calmly, looking at Zhuo Yifeng with respect.

"Qingliu and I will check the surrounding environment. You two are here to guard it and don't let anyone in." Zhuo Qingliu reminded him as before, and then left, but who knew the regret in his heart at this time. With his experience, how could he not see the things in Liang Fang and Zhu Yu's eyes? Hate, obsession, and even crazy.

When he was about to leave the hut, Zhuo Qingliu suddenly slowed down. He said in a deep voice: "Little Junior Sister, don't forget to agree to me." He did not turn his head, and Zhu Yu and Liang Fang couldn't see the expression on his face. He seemed very proud, as if he saw the scene of the two arguing, and then became...

At this moment, the hut was silent. Zhu Yu and Liang Fang looked at each other like clay sculptures. Zhu Yu had anger and unwillingness in his eyes... The complex expression made him a little hideous. He had resentment towards the woman in front of him, but at this moment, his heart could not be hardened when he looked at her pitiful appearance. What aroused was full of anger towards Zhuo Qingliu. Hatred grew uncontrollably like a seed, filling his chest.

Liang Fang saw Zhu Yu's lips slightly moving, as if he was about to say something, but he didn't speak for a while. The soft pity hidden deep in Zhu Yu's eyes was like a bluefish under the water that moved Liang Fang's heart's sorrow. She looked at her slightly messy clothes, and tears quietly poured out of her eyes and cried: "I couldn't imagine...I didn't expect him to use force..." The sob cry suddenly broke the tranquility at this moment. Liang Fang couldn't say it halfway. The hatred in Zhu Yu's heart seemed to be blown by the strong wind and the fire became even more surging, as if it was about to gush out of her chest. His eyes suddenly turned red, like a nearly crazy bull.

"I will settle the score with him sooner or later!" Zhu Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at the depths of the corridor. The steps he had just stepped out suddenly frozen, as if he had been stabbed in an eye. The surging momentum of his body disappeared without a trace. Chihong began to regress from his eyes, becoming clear and bright.

He looked at Liang Fang with a gentle expression on his face, "I really want to know now, have you ever liked him?" Liang Fang was stunned. She had never thought about this question, but now she realized that she didn't know how to answer. Her heart was full of contradictions. On one side was Zhuo Qingliu, who was handsome and likable, and on the other side was Zhu Yu, who was honest and honest. If Zhuo Qingliu was a clear spring flowing in the mountains and fields, she gave her the feeling of movement and joy, then the man in front of her was like a mountain giving her a sense of peace and peace.

To be honest, she has a little more preference for Zhuo Qingliu. Although he is like a butterfly nostalgic among the flowers, he is greedy for many flowers, he still makes her fascinated.

Before, when facing Zhuo Qingliu, she was hesitant because of her obsession, which gave Zhuo Qingliu an opportunity to take advantage of it. When Zhuo Qingliu kissed her, she felt a moment of selflessness and joy. But I don’t know why when she faced Zhuo Yu, her obsession with Zhuo Qingliu became as thin as the air, and it quickly disappeared, and then a faint guilt and tears arose from her heart, feeling sad and crying. What appeared in her mind was the beautiful memories of the past. Everything that Zhu Yu had done for her seemed like yesterday, and scenes were like a knife stinging her nerves.

"I..." Liang Fang couldn't say that after all, her eyes blinked, and a teardrop hanging on her eyelashes suddenly slid down, just like the dew on the grass leaves in the morning showed a moment of crystal clearness and light. She looked at Zhu Yu, her eyes soft and calm, "Don't you know my heart's intentions?"

"I know! But..." Zhu Yu's eyes looked like a timid green fish hiding in the grass.

"No. I will never meet him alone again." Liang Fang's voice was very calm, as if the gentle sea breeze was waving Zhu Yu's mood. He suddenly raised his head and asked in a trembling voice: "Really?"

Liang Fang nodded, and a shy blush suddenly surged from her face, but her heart was like a rabbit, because she saw Zhu Yu's hot eyes. Then a pair of powerful arms hugged her, and the blood-hot breath instantly swallowed her perception. Her consciousness seemed to have disappeared, only she and Zhu Yu were left. She snuggled tightly on that solid chest, feeling the charming warm breath.

The cave hidden in the valley suddenly appeared in front of him, and Zhuo Yifeng couldn't help but feel excited. He vaguely felt that they were getting closer and closer to what they were looking for.

"Father, do you think that thing will be in this cave?" Zhuo Qingliu asked suddenly. "It's not clear yet. However, I sensed some strange aura. Go in and take a look first." Zhuo Yifeng stared at the cave, but he was extremely puzzled, because at this time he suddenly felt some of the aura of Yuanli, which was entangled together like a turbulent stream, and seemed extremely huge.

Zhuo Qingliu suddenly showed an excited look on his face. From the expression on Zhuo Yifeng's face, he knew that the opportunity for training had come. He had not really fought since he reached the level of Ningxing. At this time, he seemed a little urgent, and even his breathing seemed to be rapid.

With a huh, before they got close to the cave, a group of red-haired wild boars ran out of the cave. The wild boars had ferocious faces and long fangs pierced from their mouths, and they were fierce beasts. There were more than ten wild boars, all of them were big calves, and they looked majestic.

What really surprised Zhuo Yifeng was that the aura of Yuanli was emitted from these beasts, which had the essence of the original spirit ancient beast. However, they could not sense the star patterns on them, and Yuanli was like a scattered airflow in their bodies, wandering around without any rules.

"So it's here!" Zhuo Yifeng immediately thought of another possibility, and his eyes showed a look of surprise. If his guess was good, the things that caused the fire energy to change were definitely very rare.

The red-haired wild boar suddenly roared and rushed over like a torrent. Zhuo Qingliu was waiting for this moment to come. Before Zhuo Yifeng could say that the long sword in his hand had already slashed out like a red fire. Like the color of the sword light, a red light and shadow flew out heavily on the wild boar on the head. Blood immediately splattered, and a huge head rolled down. The headless wild boar still ran forward several meters before falling down. The sword light did not disappear, but slashed through the blood mist on a wild boar behind and split it into two halves. The sword light still did not disappear, and continued to slash on the third wild boar. The wild boar suddenly jumped backwards as if it was hit by an invisible stone, and then fell to the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices.
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