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1891. Fourth round draw

1891. The fourth round of lottery

On the battlefield, Gong Ming stood with a sword.

He was bathed in the respectful eyes of hundreds of thousands of people, but his expression was still cold, like the green bamboo on the cliff, cold and quiet, but the arrogance was almost integrated into his flesh and blood.

He didn't need to say anything arrogant or show any domineering behavior. When he just stood there, everyone felt a domineering aura that was beyond me.

It seems like this person is the born king.

At this moment, almost all the eyes of everyone in the audience fell on this dazzling young man. Even the Lord of the Nine Palaces and the Prime Minister of Ronghua couldn't help but exclaim at this person.

"It seems that this time, Sword Immortal Palace has produced another talent." Xing Jiutian, the king of the Nine Palace, said with satisfaction.

Ronghua also echoed from the side: "It's better to teach Princess Mu Guyan."

"Haha~" Xing Jiutian smiled slowly.

But the face of the chastity prince Xing He, who was standing beside him, looked a little unfair.

He didn't expect that Gong Ming was so powerful. Could it be that this Nine Palace genius will fall into the Sword Immortal Palace?

When everyone was trembling, Gong Ming also quietly looked up and looked towards Qingong.

He wanted to see Chu Yun's expression. Now he should know that there is a huge gap between him and himself, right?

However, like Mu Guyan, what Gong Ming saw was Chu Yun's long gone back.

Gong Ming frowned immediately and felt unhappy.

Could it be that Chu Yun didn’t watch his game at all?

"It's really arrogant~"

Gong Ming frowned even deeper.

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At this time, Chu Yun had already returned to the Qin Palace Fairy Palace with Qin Yin and others.

In the room.

Gu Yao was seriously injured, and the sword wounds on her arm were still majestic.

As for Qin Jiu, her condition was even worse. She was already dying and unconscious.

"I really deserve to kill that guy."

After looking at the injuries of the two of them, Chu Yun's expression immediately became cold. One palm tightly clenched, and his body was full of evil spirits.

Seeing this, Qin Yin walked up and whispered: "Chu Yun, don't blame yourself. You have already avenged them just now, haven't you?"

"But unfortunately, I still couldn't kill him." Chu Yun's face turned gloomy.

The second song of the Canghai before could have taken Huo Hongzhi's life, but unfortunately, the Nine Palaces king saved Huo Hongzhi's life in the end.

Qin Yin chuckled softly, leaned against Chu Yun gently, shook her head and said, "Chu Yun, it's not your fault. Huo Hongzhi is the Holy Son of the Fire Candle Palace after all, so the Lord of the Nine Palaces naturally cannot watch you kill him."

"But even if Huo Hongzhi recovers from such a serious injury in the future, he may end his path of cultivation. For him, it is probably more painful than death."

"He has learned a lesson, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Qin Yin whispered from the side, but Chu Yun's guilt did not diminish at all.

Although they didn't say it, Chu Yun could guess that the reason why Qinjiu and Gu Yao were so seriously injured was because they were afraid that Shi would wait for him to come back in order to delay time.

"They wouldn't have had to fight like this."

"It's all because of me."

"I'm sorry to them."

"If they suffer from their path to practice, I, Chu Yun, will be uneasy!"

Chu Yun was full of blame.

Qin Yin, who was standing beside her, was even more touched when she saw Chu Yun's appearance.

This stinky guy is really a person who values ​​love and righteousness?

She really did not misjudgment the sound of the piano.

"Holy...Son, you...Don't blame yourself."

"We are not just for you, but more for the Qingong to achieve good results."

"We are all disciples of Qin Palace. Isn't it necessary to win glory for Qin Palace?"

Because of excessive blood loss, Gu Yao's face was pale, but the girl still grinned and said slowly to Chu Yun.

Of course, Chu Yun knew that this girl was just comforting herself to reduce her self-blame.

But the more sensible Gu Yao was, Chu Yun felt even more guilty in his heart.

"In the sword domain space, you and Qin Jiu have a blessing to me."

"Today, the genius battle, you two were injured by me again."

"I owe you what I owe."

"Don't worry, I will do everything possible to heal your injuries and will never affect your practice."

Chu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his low voice as if he was a promise, worth a thousand gold.

Then Chu Yun ordered Qin Qi to take off the clothes of Gu Yao and Qin Jiu, and he personally healed them.

Hearing Chu Yun's words, Gu Yao's pale face immediately showed a blush, and he looked at Chu Yun with a shy look shyly: "Son of the Holy Son, no...no need, right?"

"Why not? Your injuries are all over your body and are covered with clothes. How can I rescue you?"

"Qin Qi, why don't you go and take off your clothes for the saint?" Chu Yun ordered again.

"This~~" Qin Qi's face also changed. She was a little hesitant, but she looked down at Qinyin on the side and asked if Qinyin agreed.

After all, in their opinion, Chu Yun and the Palace Master Qinyin are already partners. If Chu Yun looked at the bodies of other women, would the Palace Master be angry?

Seeing this, Qinyin shook her head and smiled: "Silly girl, what do you think of me?"
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