Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 59 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me ([-])

Han Yu clenched his hands and looked back subconsciously.

They are obviously two identical faces, but Liu Hongyuan will always be like the mysterious ice on the top of Huashan Mountain, which will not melt for a thousand years.

The person in front of him is like a warm stream in May, without any threat, it will shatter when blown.

Her tears also fell continuously like a stream of water. In just a few seconds, her face was wet from crying, and her wet eyes looked at him in fear.

Han Yu has lived for so many years, and has countless undead under his command, but now for the first time, he has the illusion that he is bullying others.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and before he could react, he loosened his hand and put the person on the ground in front of him.

Everyone in the righteous way realized something was wrong from the reaction between him and Xuan Che, and approached cautiously.

Most of the people here have never faced Liu Hongyuan directly, and only watched it from a distance.

The person who was close enough to see her face clearly was probably a cold and rotten corpse at the moment.

So when they got close and saw the face of the man on the ground clearly, they immediately wavered.

Different from the blue-faced, long-toothed, raw human-eating demon girl in the imagination, the person in front of her has immature features, a kind of baby-faced appearance, as if water can come out with a pinch.

No matter how old they are, based on what they have seen, even if it is said that this is a child who has not yet grown up, they will believe it.

The faces of several young juniors flushed, and they quietly put down their knives in embarrassment.

If there were not their elders around, I am afraid that someone would have strode forward to help them up.

The older elders of various sects still had doubts, and looked up at Xuan Che.

The matter was of great importance, and out of all the people present, only Xuan Che and Liu Hongyuan fought the most.

Xuan Che had already followed Han Yu's line of sight and saw the scar on Bai Ling's hand.

He shook his head, and said with gloomy eyes, "This person's hands and feet have been disabled for many years, and he is indeed not Liu Hongyuan."

These words were like a bomb thrown into the deep sea, after a few seconds of silence, the hall exploded.

"...The surroundings are surrounded by us like iron barrels, this, how is this possible?!"

"Master, have you read carefully? Don't let this demon girl fool you!"

"...If she really escapes and comes back to take revenge in the future, we..."

The buzzing discussion lasted for a long time and never stopped.

Letting the tiger go back to the mountain is not terrible, what is terrible is that you originally had the intention of killing it, and it happens to know this and remember you firmly.

Fear keeps them from letting go of any hope.

Some people suggested, "What if Liu Hongyuan's hands and feet have been crippled before, and she just relied on her internal strength to hold on!"

...This is a completely impossible proposition.

But now, it has sparked a new round of controversy.

At this moment, a cool voice sounded, piercing through the chaos like a sharp sword, piercing through the entire crowd.

"Whether it's me or not, why don't you let me see?"

Although the voice was full of laughter, it was like a stream of air that froze everything.

The moment the head was covered, all the broken voices stopped, and needles could be heard.

Slowly, the crowd began to move to both sides, parting a passage, revealing a person.

The man had a wide robe and wide sleeves, a handsome face, and a careless smile on his lips.

His black hair was pinned up casually with a white jade hairpin, and he carried a small emerald green bamboo box on his back.

If one only looked at his appearance, anyone would think that he was a young man in his early twenties.

But in fact, no one dared to show contempt for him even those gray-haired old men in the Wulin League faced him.

There is no other, because when they were still practicing the basic skills, this person was already well-known in the Jianghu for his superb skills in medicine and poison.

(End of this chapter)