PDLP Chapter 90 Sacrifice
Chapter 90 Sacrifice
Chu Xuan nodded.
But just before she went out.
The momentum surged, and the master's fierce sword intent overwhelmingly pressed towards Chu Yan!
The system watching the TV series in Chu Yan's consciousness was startled: [Ahhh, someone attacked! ]
Chu Yan had no time to respond.
She was forced to draw her sword, turn her wrist and withdraw her sword to block!
But the moment his sword came into contact with Chu Xuan's, it was completely suppressed by Chu Xuan's cultivation.
The opponent's sword, filled with murderous intent, stabbed straight into his neck!
Chu Yan gritted his teeth fiercely.
Her thoughts raced, and she intuitively knew something was wrong.
But as a warrior, his fighting instinct was one step ahead of his consciousness and he quickly counterattacked!
First, it was the swordsmanship that he had practiced with Ke Enci in the past few days, and then it was the basic martial arts that had been used to kill the vines. After using all his strength to resist but still failing -
Subconsciously, at the critical moment of life and death, she made use of the skills she had just learned and put them to good use!
Chu Inkstone.
You can plunder the true essence of other warriors.
Chu Yan suddenly grabbed Chu Xuan's pulse point.
The surging energy of the Taixuan Sutra poured into his body like a rainbow.
Chu Xuan stopped his sword.
He looked at Chu Yan with an expression of amazement and admiration.
“You learned it.”
Chu Yan's expression changed slightly.
No matter how dumb you are, you can guess why he did it.
Chu Xuan was held hostage by her in a narrow corner of the torture room. The face of the ever-changing president of Xuanchuang looked slightly pale. The grandmaster's majestic true energy was engulfed by her energy, but this time, she was not treating the strange acne.
Instead, Chu Yan continuously drew out his cultivation and used it for his own benefit.
Chu Xuan sat on the ground in embarrassment.
His long legs bent and stretched, his wrists supported on the cold ground, and he looked up at her.
He didn't care about the loss of his cultivation.
The complex emotions in his eyes poured out directly, as if the tangible feelings were finally no longer suppressed.
The loss of true energy is more of a joy than a pain.
He looked at Chu Yan with encouraging eyes.
Speak silently.
I said, you can take this life at any time.
He threw his saber.
Almost greedily, he felt Chu Yan's true energy in his meridians, which was as cold and powerful as ice and snow.
The hand that was not restrained raised itself up, but ultimately did not dare to touch.
above.
Chu Yan stared at him indifferently.
She finally leaned over.
Chu Xuan looked at her.
The girl's hair and breath are within reach.
His pale face was flushed a little more, and the hand that was used to holding the sword struggled repeatedly, using all his strength to suppress the instinct to get closer to her.
"Chu Xuan," Chu Yan finally spoke: "Do you think I will continue to reward you?"
The Taixuan Sutra suddenly stopped.
The true energy that made Chu Xuan addicted was withdrawn from his body without any warning!
When looking up.
All I could see was Chu Yan’s sleeves fluttering and his ruthless back as he walked away.
B4 of Xuanchuang Headquarters Building.
Inside the secret room.
I don't know how long it was before the sound was heard again.
Outside the headquarters building.
In an online car-hailing service.
Chu Yan said indifferently: [Heh.]
System: [Chu Xuan, bad. Host, good! ]
System: [Host, have you reached your peak? ]
The peak of acquired realm is only a step away from innate realm.
Chu Yan's thoughts were complicated.
Just nodded slightly.
She had no interest in draining Chu Xuan's cultivation.
The road of kendo is full of ups and downs, but we must keep moving forward.
Ten years ago, she knew that all gifts in this world come at a price.
There is no need to plunder other people's cultivation.
In the end, no one will be able to stop your sword.
She cares.
Is another owner of the Taixuan Sutra——
Did the murderer who poisoned Pei Mingye's sister also know the use of Taixuan Sutra?
If known.
What will his cultivation be like in twenty years?
Grandmaster? Martial Arts Golden Elixir?
as well as.
There must be a reason why Henry Chu was anxious for her to learn the technique.
【He is about to take action. 】
The system was surprised: [Who? Chu Xuan? Who did you attack? ]
Chu Yan: [——Chu Nuannuan. ]
The Chu family mansion.
11pm late at night.
Chu Yan was searching on the Internet for what Chu Xuan said, "Martial arts techniques and strange things have the same origin."
Chu Zizhao fiddled in the study for a long time.
Then he knocked on Chu Yan's door and patted his chest to say, "Okay, it will definitely work."
Chu Yan’s warrior forum account no longer uses the local IP, but instead goes through several proxy jumps to “disguise” the user as being located in the distant “Kunlun”.
The backward warrior data network is vulnerable to modern technology.
From now on, Chu Yan can freely query data and issue rewards.
Not supervised by the Wushu Association.
Chu Yan nodded in thanks: "Did you change your glasses?"
Chu Zizhao: “…Yeah.”
Two thin gold chains hung down from the plain glasses.
He showed off and turned around twice in front of Chu Yan.
He went down the stairs with great confidence.
Henry Chu dresses up in a flashy way every day.
I must not be outdone by anyone!
11: p.m.
The Porsche 911 filled with pink balloons and wrapped in a circle of satin was delivered to the Chu family parking lot overtime.
Chu Nuannuan was extremely surprised when she saw this scene.
No one from the Chu family was waiting in the parking lot.
She vaguely guessed that this was a birthday gift from her elder brother!
Now that I am an adult, I can finally drive.
Suddenly, the most annoying physical examination and blood draw tomorrow didn't seem so unbearable.
In the downtown area, next to the 4S store.
A newsstand owner lamented:
"There are so many rich people nowadays, why are they holding car-picking ceremonies in the middle of the night?"
"This luxury car is so easy to sell. I just picked up one and now someone wants another one!"
I went to the Porsche store to pick up the car.
It was Song Ling who had just arrived in S City.
The Song family is wealthy and powerful, and they are never short of money.
He followed the elders of his clan from Junshan Dongting to investigate a case of raising strange creatures in S City.
In just two days in S City, he bought a fully furnished apartment and now he is here to pick up a car.
Unlike other warriors, Song Ling pays great attention to the quality of life and dresses exquisitely. He never grows a beard, and his chin is very smooth without stubble, which makes him look younger and more handsome.
His pursuit of quality of life is also reflected in other aspects.
When Song Ling picked up the car, she had just come out of the gym, holding a bag of La Prairie Caviar Skin Care Set in her hand.
"Got it. Wait for my notification at 1pm."
Song Ling put down the phone.
Chatting with his friend who came with him to pick up the car.
"Do you know any female warrior with outstanding talent in your S city?"
My friend smiled and said, "You have to be outstanding for Young Master Song to take a fancy to you. You, the Song family of Dongting, must marry a female master. There are only a few registered female warriors in S City, and we are fighting for them ourselves. You should take a break and leave us some food. I am still hoping that some female warrior will take a fancy to me and take me in as the third or fourth wife."
Song Ling shrugged: "I saw one in the martial arts association hall the other day, a female warrior in the middle stage of the acquired period, she looked only about 20."
My friend was surprised: "How come I don't know? No one knows! No way... Could it be that she didn't like any resumes and never went on a date? This is unscientific!"
Song Ling smiled and thought: "Then she is quite special."
Then he muttered to himself, "Around 20, the middle of the day after tomorrow - well, that's fine."
Another Porsche was picked up.
The newsstand owner in the distance was once again filled with emotion.
It's called a newsstand.
Actually in this era.
Newspapers and magazines have long been unable to survive.
The owner of this newsstand is doing a business that is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.
The kiosk sells all kinds of celebrity-related anime products, talent shows, ancient idol bands, Chinese comics, and mobile games. If something becomes popular, they will quickly stock it up. Over time, this white-haired newsstand owner even knows how to start a group and make some money in his spare time.
Outside the newsstand.
A young man wearing a hood agreed with a smile: "Yes, there are so many rich people nowadays."
While speaking, his eyes were looking straight in the direction of Song Ling.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
After Song Ling picked up the car.
He was also preparing to leave the newsstand.
Before leaving, I glanced at the newsstand inadvertently.
The pavilion owner then realized that this young man was extremely handsome. This face was perfect for making Baji and Liuma!
But after a closer look, he looked confused again.
I guess it's because I'm getting old.
How come I can’t remember what he looks like after just a few glances?
In short, it looks pretty good.
Outside the newsstand.
The hooded young man suddenly stopped.
His whole body seemed to be frozen as he looked at a promotional poster that the stall owner had pressed under the instant noodles.
"You're curious about this?" The stall owner moved the instant noodles aside and said, "Hey, these are stuffed with money. It's said that some idiotic band is going to have a concert. They're so funny, four people and a dog. Haha, a concert! What, are you interested? I have another stack here, I'll get you a new one."
The man hummed softly.
The stall owner said, “Do you know this band?”
The man's eyes curved:
"Ah."
"I know them."
The newsstand owner said, "I'm in this circle, so I know a lot about the inside story. They're lucky, they have someone to support them. I heard she's a rich lady from S City. Okay, this is it, take it."
The man casually asked, "Oh? Which lady with good taste is praising them?"
See the album title on the poster.
His fingers clenched suddenly.