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Chapter 702 Prodigal Gentlemen

It all happened so fast that people didn't even have time to react.

In fact, Gan Mingfan didn't even have time to finish his sentence before he was nailed into the mountain behind him by the giant pillar and the golden turtle tower.

For a moment, the air suddenly became quiet.

Even Yuan Mengyao, who had been crying all the time, was so shocked by this shocking change that she even forgot to cry!

A wisp of mountain breeze blew by, diluting the increasingly strong smell of blood a little.

It seemed that it was this wisp of breeze that finally broke the delicate balance.

There was a loud clicking sound, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the golden turtle shell that was also nailed to the mountain, and its brilliance dimmed instantly.

Immediately afterwards, countless spider web-like cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the turtle tower.

As the mountain wind continued to blow, the super-level golden turtle tower collapsed layer by layer.

Within a moment, it turned into wisps of dust and flew away with the wind!

Ninety-nine Arashi:......

Seeing this scene, her pretty face was full of astonishment, mixed with endless regret.ωωw..net

This is a super-level defensive weapon, and it's just broken like this?

He glared at Liu Yiming fiercely, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: This prodigal man doesn't know how to live at all.

If we have a lot of children in the future, how will we support them?



Just as Jiujiuran was thinking wildly, the towering mountain behind him suddenly trembled violently.

She raised her head in confusion, and after just a glance, her eyes widened and her jaw almost dropped.

Damn it!

I saw that the huge mountain began to collapse rapidly from the top.

Huge cracks extended downward crazily, and large chunks of rock continued to fall, causing the ground to tremble.

In just a few moments, the entire mountain seemed to be like the Calabash Mountain in the cartoon, completely cracked from top to bottom!

Ninety-nine Arashi:......

Yuan Mengyao:......

Jiujiuran's little mouth opened into an O shape, as if just now...

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Liu Yiming, with a look of disbelief and admiration on her face.

I saw that he was still in the posture of throwing the javelin at this time. Although Yuan Mengyao in his arms was an eyesore, he still couldn't hide the domineering aura in him!

Jiujiulan felt his heartbeat speeding up. Even though he was still holding Yuan Mengyao, this was no longer important.

Putting her hands on her mouth to form a trumpet shape, the female man shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Liu Yiming, you saved my life again today.

Therefore, I solemnly declare here that from today on, I am yours, whether you want it or not!"

Liu Yiming:......

Yuan Mengyao:......

Looking at each other, Yuan Mengyao was shocked to find that her arms had been wrapped around his neck at some point.

She blushed, this action was too intimate.

He hurriedly let go of his hand, but still held on to his shirt tightly.

What happened today had obviously frightened her, and it seemed that only the man in front of her could bring her a sense of security.

Liu Yiming shook his head, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted:

"Okay, I've cried too much, let's go back early.

The world of immortal cultivators is too cruel and definitely not as beautiful as you imagine.

If it's because of Ting Yuxuan, you don't have to take risks personally, I may be able to help you match up one or two in the future."

Yuan Mengyao:......

Thinking of the most perfect man in her heart, her face suddenly turned rosy.

It's just that he is so perfect.

It is so perfect that it cannot be compared to the fireworks of the world, and it is so perfect that it seems like a high-altitude god, which makes people feel out of reach.

Do I really have a chance?

Youyou sighed and shook his head.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the warm embrace just now seemed to make her feel more at ease.

It would be better if it didn’t smell like cumin!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help being amused by my own weird thoughts, and burst into laughter.

I have to say that Yuan Mengyao’s beauty is beyond doubt!

Even if you have just cried and your eyes are red and the pear blossoms are raining, you are still so beautiful that you will be suffocated!

Liu Yiming has a little question mark on his forehead, what do you mean by crying and laughing at the same time?

But this girl is so beautiful, well, if she wasn't so flat, maybe she would be perfect!

Yuan Mengyao hesitated for a moment, bit her lip and begged:

"Liu Yiming, could you please take me home?

Don't worry, your trip will never be in vain.

My father will definitely reward you heavily, and I will, too, and I will be grateful to you..."

When Liu Yiming heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.

It's a long way to go to Yuehua City. I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to go back and forth.

There are still two months until the sect competition. He has now fully entered the cultivation mode and always feels that there is not enough time.

How can you waste time on unimportant people and things?

When Yuan Mengyao saw this, her expression immediately darkened.

He lowered his head silently, with a look of sorrow on his face. That pitiful little appearance made me feel pity for him.
Chapter completed!
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