After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 307|Final Battle (3) [Replaced]

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Under the surveillance of hundreds of people, he can still perform anti-tracking.

Qiao Wan had a flash of doubt in her mind: How did Cen Qingyou do it?

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

Qiao Wan stopped, raised her face, and asked calmly: "Why is it you."

Cen Qingyou didn't show any displeasure and raised his head to look at Li Pian and the others who also stopped.

As expected, Li Fan, Xiao Boyang, and Xie Xingzhi all stopped because of Qiao Wan in his hand.

Li Pan looked at the young man in front of him motionlessly.

The young man is polite and cool in manners. He does not look like an evil Buddha, but a kind-hearted Buddhist disciple.

He looked at it coldly, knowing 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 when he came here, their old friend from hundreds of years ago, the Blue Eyed Evil Buddha.

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

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

Su Rui lowered his eyes and said, "Leave it to you." He neatly put away the gun, turned around and left.

Under Fang Lingqing's confused gaze, Cen Qingyou saluted with his free hand.

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

Him?

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 Pian and Xie Xingzhi again.

But neither of them had any reaction. She felt a little scared and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous." Sensing Qiao Wan's stiffness, Cen Qingyou relaxed his grip a little: "I promise you, I will take you to see him one last time."

Qiao Wan looked at him, her dark eyes unblinking.

She seemed to have remembered something, but Qiao Wan just pursed her lips and silently held the Bodhi seed in her sleeve tightly without saying a word.

Instead of imagining a military encounter and friends becoming old enemies, Cen Qingyou actually treated them like honored guests and brought them all the way to a dilapidated palace. No one stopped them in the process.

Xiao Boyang's ears were buzzing.

Cen Qingyou has accumulated great power in the Demon Realm.

The four walls of this palace are all photo walls, and the image of an altar is reflected on the screen. This altar is not very grand and solemn. There are demon 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, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

As a green light gradually rose from the center of the altar, Qiao Wan's breathing paused for an instant.

"Let's take a look." The palace door closed from the inside out. Cen Qingyou let go of Qiao Wan's arm, took a half step back, and sat down calmly.

The sitting position is very clever, right at the door.

"Why." Qiao Wan struggled to look away from the wall, trying not to see what the cyan figure represented, staring closely at the young man in front of her, and asked.

Cen Qingyou is still gentle, saying the same thing, "Because you are my friend, Xin Yi."

Friends, friends.

Qiao Wan silently clenched Wen Sixingzhu in her hand, but felt a burst of anger for no reason, and her heart suddenly stopped.

She thought she might have remembered everything.

Although the girl remained expressionless and her eyes were as dark as a ghost, Cen Qingyou could keenly detect that Qiao Wan was angry.

Chu Tongzheng sat down without knowing why, and quietly asked 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 at the altar. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

Cen Qingyou sat down slowly. After sitting for a while, he suddenly said carelessly: "There is still half an hour."

There is still half an hour. No need to elaborate, Qiao Wan also knows what the other party means.

He just brought her in and let her watch the death of her biological father with her own eyes.

The cyan light in the center of the altar formation gradually took shape and turned into the appearance of a man, with a green robe and white shoes, and a calm gaze under the monocle.

Su Buhuo, no, Meng Guangze, was still gentle, his eyes were as tolerant as the ocean, and he glanced at Mei Kangping under the altar.

Mei Kangping raised his head slightly.

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

This is when the two friends met again after being separated for hundreds of years.

Half an hour left.

Qiao Wan tightened her grip on Wen Sixingzhu and gritted her teeth. What else could she do?

At this time, there must be other teams rushing to the altar. She...she needs to stay calm.

Force it?

Cen Qingyou was sitting at the door guarding the door. The young man in front of him was more aptly described as the evil blue-eyed Buddha than the second young master of the Cen Mansion. He only retained a hint of indifference towards her.

The superiority of the young man almost poured out, making this weak emotion even more ridiculous.

Perhaps even Cen Qingyou didn't realize it. He looked down on Qiao Wan, or in other words, he didn't believe that Qiao Wan could break through his defenses. Bringing her here and allowing her to watch the entire unblocking process was his greatest mercy. And intimacy and affection.

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

Under the astonished gazes of Xie Xingzhi and others, he suddenly took a step forward! !

Li Pan moved slightly!

Cen Qingyou raised his eyes and asked gently and tirelessly: "Xinyi?"

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

The huge canopy reflected two people standing and sitting looking at each other.

Cen Zichen frowned: "Is this kid trying to convince him?"

Not to mention that Master Miaofa failed to make Cen Qingyou do good. At this critical moment, she wanted to persuade him in just a few words?

While everyone was watching, Qiao Wan suddenly rushed over, half-kneeling on the ground, and hugged the young man in front of her! !

Gongsun Bingzi was stunned and lost his voice: "It's useless!!"

Now, they finally figured out what Qiao Wan wanted to do.

The girl's arms were cold, and when Qiao Wan took her into her, the young man was suddenly startled, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes blurred, and he almost subconsciously remembered the intimate embrace.

Those warm and strong, simple and natural hugs that have nothing to do with romance.

On that rainy night, he half-knelt, stuffed a Bodhi seed into her hand, and held it with her cold hand.

Thinking of the Water Phoenix Sect again——

【Give me a bow, and we will become friends】

[I, I, I...I can’t bear to leave you! 】

[Xinyi, I can’t bear to leave you either]

【As long as you are willing, you and I will naturally meet again】

This is his best friend, Xin Yi.

No matter how many people criticized her, she never gave up on him, it was just him who gave up on himself.

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

In one area, the Wensixing belts were deviated from their positions.

The blade should have been stabbed into his chest.

"It's useless Xin Yi," Cen Qingyou looked at Qiao Wan without reproach, "It's useless for you to try to kill me with a hug."

Although Qiao Wan had already foreseen what the outcome would be the moment she planned to play the emotional card, when her eyes touched Cen Qingyou who was holding Wen Sixingzhu tightly, Ma Huai's sincerity outside was still a little sudden. For a moment, I was a little worried that the boy would stab him with his backhand.

Fortunately, Cen Qingyou didn't do this.

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

"You guessed wrong."

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

Guessed wrong?

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

I just heard "puff" and "puff", several small sounds, and then there was a pain in my chest.

At this moment, the ribs in Qiao Wan's body grew rapidly, countless bone spurs pierced Qiao Wan's thin body, and a pair of bone wings sprouted from the back of her back.

On the northern ice field, someone screamed: "It's turning bones into blades!!!"

The pair of bone wings penetrated her muscles. Qiao Wan half-knelt 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 made of one's own bones, blood and flesh.

In an instant, two people, dyed red with blood, embracing each other intimately, were reflected in the sky!

The expression on Cen Qingyou's face remained stunned for a second, and he was deeply shocked in disbelief! !

At this point, Qiao Wan no longer felt the pain. She pulled out the misshapen ribs one by one and said softly, "I just said you were wrong, Second Young Master."

The look of surprise on Cen Qingyou's face quickly faded, and then turned into a burst of indescribable complexity. Also fading away was the vague aloofness.

Xin Yi, Qiao Wan.

He was wrong to underestimate her determination.

He was shocked by the scene in front of him and felt no pain.

Almost at the same time, Li Jingjing suddenly shouted, "If you don't forgive me, I will die." He thanked Xingzhi Xuantie Heavy Sword, and several magic weapons to kill him one after another, and rushed out of the palace gate with Qiao Wan in his arms!

As soon as the defense line was broken, the formation cultivator brothers and sisters immediately opened the defensive formation to block Cen Qingyou from moving forward!

Clutching his chest and looking at the drops of blood between his fingers, which gradually formed into a pool of blood, Cen Qingyou moved but did not catch up.

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

As for the second one...

Cen Qingyou couldn't help but think of the time when his good friend was still in Kunshan.

Kunshan despised her, Demon King Jia Ying despised her, Mei Kangping despised her.

Later, they were all fooled by Qiao Wan and changed their minds. But this time, she used her actions to prove once again that no one could despise her.

From a distance, Qiao Wan's back is like a burning fire, carrying the courage to move forward even though thousands of people have died.

She can do it by herself without any help.

The wound on his body really hurts, it hurts too much.