I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1769 Love, Hate and Enmity
Gao Ming didn't respond to Liu Jun. He stared at the saint closely, as if he wanted to engrav every detail of her into his mind. That kind of focused look makes people wonder whether there is an unknown love hidden behind it.

When Liu Jun saw Gao Ming ignoring him, he rolled his eyes and took a few steps back sensibly.

He knew that Gao Ming and Saint were in an extremely sensitive and nervous state at this moment. He didn't want to disturb them, but he was also worried that they might do something impulsive because they lost control of their emotions.

So, he asked Intelligent Computer No. 2 to remove the invisibility barrier of the two people, and made the entire head of the Flame God statue completely invisible.

At this moment, they were at the neck of the Flame God statue. At this angle, only the Saint could see them, and the people below could not see them.

In the sight of the people below, there is the mighty and domineering statue of the God of Fire. The head is gone, leaving only a body on top.

"This? What is going on? Where is the Saint? Where is the head of the Flame God Statue?" The old man from Ice Palace widened his eyes and looked shocked.

The old woman not far away was also a little confused. Why did her saint's head disappear as soon as she went up? The key is why the saint was gone?
At this time, the saint did not look at Liu Jun, nor did she care about the invisible head of the statue. Her eyes were always fixed on Gao Ming. Those eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent, as if they would burst into intense anger the next second.

Seeing this, Liu Jun couldn't help but take two steps back. He felt that this was a sign of love turning into hatred, and he didn't want to be affected, so what if blood splattered all over him.

Looking at the Saint and then at Gao Ming, Liu Jun's mind has already imagined a wonderful love series.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" The saint's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was filled with endless chill.

Hearing this answer, the anger in the saint's eyes grew stronger, and she sneered: "Love me? If you love me, you have to give up?" She could not understand Gao Ming's behavior, nor could she accept such an explanation.

When the saint heard these words, she used the sword in her hand harder, and the tip of the sword almost pierced Gao Ming's skin.

"Swish, swish, swish," there was a crisp sound, like a sharp blade cutting through the air. Before Liu Jun could react, the saint suddenly flicked her wrist, and then the clothes on Gao Ming's body flew away like snowflakes.

"I never said that, if I see you again, I will kill you." An emerald green sword appeared in the saint's hand, with a sharp sword point.

The saint's face was as cold as ice, and the murderous intent in her eyes was revealed without concealment. The long sword in her hand was like a poisonous green bamboo leaf. She stared at Gao Ming in front of her tightly, as if she would bite his neck off in the next moment.

"I ask you, we agreed to leave together, why did you abandon me and leave alone?" The saint asked with sparks of anger in her eyes.

"I'll go, this picture is classic." Liu Jun widened his eyes and thought of a classic picture.

Although Liu Jun has no experience in love, he also knows that when two people quarrel, the more silent the man is, the more angry the woman will be. Although he does not know the reason, he feels that if Gao Ming continues to remain silent, it may really He had to be stabbed.

After hearing this explanation, the anger in the saint's eyes weakened slightly, but she still could not completely let go. She wanted to know whether Gao Ming really chose to leave alone to protect her as he said, or for other reasons.

Gao Ming's expression didn't change at all, he still looked at the saint affectionately, and took a step forward. If the saint hadn't moved back a little, this step would be no different from touching porcelain.

"At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from my throat, but after a quarter of a stick of incense, the mistress of the sword would completely fall in love with me because I decided to tell a lie. Although I have told countless lies in my life, I think this one is the most perfect.

Zhizunbao: You should do this, and I should die. I once had a true love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. This is the most painful thing in the world. If God can give me another chance, I will say three words to that girl: I love you. If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it is... 10,000 years"

However, Gao Ming didn't say anything more. He just waited quietly for the saint's decision. No matter life or death, he was willing to bear it. Because in his heart, as long as he sees that his beloved can be safe and sound, any price he pays is worth it.

Zixia: If you take another half step forward, I will kill you.

"You should kill me. After all, I failed you first." Facing the saint's question, Gao Ming just replied lightly. When he said this, he closed his eyes, as if he had foreseen his own fate. As if waiting to die.

Gao Ming sighed deeply, recalled every bit of the past, and explained: "At that time, I was just a sub-god, and you were just a candidate for the Saint. If I take you away, the Zoroastrian Cult will definitely turn my back on you." I will try my best to hunt you and me down. It’s fine if I die, but I don’t want you to die.”

"It's hard to describe the fate of this love. You can meet it in this place." Liu Jun looked like he was watching the fun.

"Well, let me interrupt. As Gao Ming's good brother, I don't think Gao Ming is that kind of person. He might want to work hard to become stronger, and then go to your Zoroastrianism to marry you. After all, to marry you, he needs the capital, right?" Liu Jun couldn't help but speak when he saw the atmosphere becoming increasingly silent.

"Because I love you, I have to give up." Gao Ming endured the pain in his neck and said lightly, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

In the blink of an eye, Gao Ming's strong upper body was exposed, with bulging muscles and scars all over his body, revealing the various hardships he had experienced, making it impossible to imagine what kind of suffering he had gone through.

"Oh, well, even if you ignore my existence, you still have to respect Yan Shen, the old man." Liu Jun quickly turned his head, muttering to himself.

They are now standing on the shoulders of the Flame God statue. On such an occasion, it should be somewhat taboo, and it is really embarrassing to do it in front of him.

Looking at the scars on Gao Ming's body, the saint looked a little moved, and a trace of distress flashed in her eyes.

On Gao Ming's body, those scars tell his story, and each scar records his past struggles and hard work. Now, here he is, calmly showing his past to the person he loves most, as if declaring to her: I have gone through countless hardships, but I never gave in, just to see you again. At this moment, the emotion flashing in the saint's eyes became more intense. She bit her lower lip gently, as if trying to suppress her emotions. Gao Ming, on the other hand, still looked at her calmly.

In this atmosphere full of embarrassment and tension, the two people's emotions grew again, like a fire, quietly igniting the passion in their hearts.

"Well, although I don't really want to interrupt you, your men seem to be rushing forward." Liu Jun pointed to the Zoroastrian people below, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

The saint turned around and saw that, sure enough, her group of people had already arrived under the statue and seemed to be preparing to climb up to take a look. Their movements were quick and determined, with a hint of nervousness on their expressions. After all, they had lost the saint. According to the canon rules, They all had to die to apologize.

It's just that the Flame Temple is forbidden in the air. No matter how strong you are, you can only climb or jump like Liu Jun. The reason why the Saint can fly up is because the magic weapon in her hand comes from the Flame Temple and can help. She makes short leaps.

Therefore, although this group of people were anxious, they could only climb up, or else they would have flown up to see what was going on.

"You two hide, I'll lure them away," the saint turned to Gao Ming and Liu Jun and said. She knew that if she continued to stay here at this time, her men would definitely climb up.

But Gao Ming suddenly reached out and took the saint's hand. His eyes were firm and determination was written on his face. "We face it together."

The saint's body stiffened for a moment, and two red clouds rose up on her fair cheeks. She didn't expect Gao Ming to hold her hand at this moment, then gently shook Gao Ming's hand away and jumped under the statue.

Gao Ming followed closely behind, and suddenly wanted to jump off the statue as well, but Liu Jun was quick to pull him back.

"Brother, I allow you to immerse yourself in the atmosphere of love, but you have to look at the situation. It's really not the right time to do this now." Liu Jun looked at Gao Ming speechlessly. He really can't stand this special love brain. ah.

If Gao Ming really jumps down, even if the saint has a hundred mouths, it will be difficult to explain this embarrassing situation. When the time comes, it will be difficult for them not to be beaten by a group of people.

At the same time, the old woman saw the sudden appearance of the saint and was shocked: "Saint, what is going on?"

The saint frowned slightly and replied, "What's wrong?"

The old woman replied: "Holy Maid, just after you flew onto the statue, you disappeared together with the head of the statue."

When the saint heard this, she raised her head to look at the intact statue, frowned, and scolded: "Disappeared? Could it be that I'm blind?"

The old woman was confused. What was going on with this statue? Has she disrespected the Flame God recently? Why are you teasing her like this?

Everyone present fell into deep thought. The head of the statue disappeared and reappeared together with the saint. What happened? Only the Saint seems to know all this.

Just looking at the saint's appearance, she didn't seem to want to say anything to them.

"What did the saint discover?" Muchuan, the young master of the Ice Palace, asked curiously, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

However, in the face of his question, the Saint just shook her head expressionlessly, seemingly unwilling to pay attention to the famous Young Palace Master of the Ice Palace. Her indifferent attitude made the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become strange.

"Holy girl, why don't I send someone up to have a look?" Everyone just felt energy fluctuations above the altar, and the Zoroastrian old woman couldn't help but suggest, hoping to find out the truth of the matter.

However, before she could finish her proposal, a crisp slap sounded, interrupting her words and shocking everyone present.

A clear slap mark instantly appeared on the Zoroastrian old woman's face. Her eyes widened and she couldn't believe that she had been beaten.

"The statue of the Flame God must not be desecrated. No matter who it is, anyone who comes near the statue will be killed." The saint's eyes were like burning fire and her tone was cold and stern.

This sentence not only stunned the old woman, but also everyone in the Ice Palace looked at each other speechlessly and took a few steps back. They originally thought that the Zoroastrian saint had a gentle personality in the rumors, but now it seems that the rumors are not credible.

After the saint finished speaking, she glanced at the group of people in the Ice Palace. The warning in her eyes was very obvious. Everyone in the Ice Palace was shocked, and they were secretly glad that they didn't get close to the statue.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then, a group of figures came into view. This group of people was not large in number, and their expressions and clothes looked a little embarrassed. However, their strength should not be underestimated. Everyone is carefully observing the surrounding environment, as if looking for something.

"Are you sure Liu Jun will come here?" A rough voice sounded from the crowd, breaking the silence. Everyone turned their attention to the speaker and saw that he had a beard and a tall figure, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Not sure." Another person said, "But my intuition tells me that a place with treasures will definitely attract him, and here, I can be sure that there is a treasure." The voice of the speaker was cold, as if there was some deep meaning hidden in it. .

When Liu Jun, who was above the statue, saw clearly the identity of the visitor, he secretly cursed Murata in his heart for following him so closely.

This group of people was none other than Shinichi Murata and the others, and the first person to speak was Kuang Long, the leader of the Kuang Long Mercenary Group. Next to them were Liang Longjiang, Yamamoto Bear, and Shinichi Murata.

Not far behind them, standing some distance away were the Jinliufu Money Cabinet, Danzong and other forces.