Chapter 122

He broke free from the two’s support and walked forward alone, that sense of loneliness deepening.

Guo Fu’s tears could no longer be stopped.

She asked Huang Rong sorrowfully:

"Mother, does Brother Gu really hate me? I’m so worried about him."

How could Huang Rong tell her the truth?

She just comforted her:

"Your Brother Gu is not lightly injured; don't go and disturb him for now."

Huang Rong looked at Gu Gu Hanyuan’s back as he walked forward alone.

Her heart ached; she really didn't expect it to be such a situation.

Gu Gu Hanyuan, who had already distanced himself from the two women, curled his lips into a playful smile.

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Gu Gu Hanyuan’s injury was naturally an act.

With his current cultivation and medical skills, he could completely fake the effect of a serious injury when it was actually just a superficial wound.

Xiao Feng’s palm force couldn't even break Gu Gu Hanyuan’s protective true qi.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was just from biting his lip.

Life has three great sorrows: resentment and hatred, separation from loved ones, and not getting what one seeks.

Gu Gu Hanyuan was planting seeds for Huang Rong.

The greater the emotional fluctuation, the faster the seeds would sprout.

He was waiting for the moment of harvest to arrive.

As for letting Xiao Feng continue to act as Northern Beggar Sect Master, it was also a more favorable choice.

The great battle at Juxian Manor would only bring Xiao Feng the prestige of killing like hemp and the hatred between him and the Jianghu.

Such hatred couldn't even be brought between the Song and Liao.

It could be said to be meaningless.

Instead, as long as Xiao Feng was still the Northern Beggar Sect Master.

Then he would inevitably clash with Southern North Shaolin.

The significance brought by one Xiao Feng and one Northern Beggar Sect was completely different.

And with the Northern Beggar Sect’s intelligence network, it would inevitably bring huge trouble to Southern Murong Bo.

Without Southern Murong Bo’s constraints, Southern Murong Fu could develop well and send him greater benefits.

Naturally, Wang Wang Yuyan, A'zhu, and A'bi were also targeted with spiritual positioning.

Gu Gu Hanyuan was monitoring their movement trajectories.

Wang Wang Yuyan, A'zhu, and A'bi had already separated.

And Wang Wang Yuyan was being taken away by Duan Yu.

It was just unclear where Duan Yu had obtained the poison-avoiding item.

So he didn't get hit by the "Sorrow-Clearing Wind."

It was eight or nine out of ten from the Five Poisons Sect; Miao Jiang was very close to Dali.

Sure enough, the protagonist could always inexplicably obtain some opportunities.

Gu Gu Hanyuan silently calculated the distance and speed.

The three of them walked forward silently, one after the other.

In fact, they could have gone their separate ways.

But Huang Rong and Guo Fu couldn't raise such thoughts at all.

Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the sky, soaking the two women through.

It was also at this time that Gu Gu Hanyuan turned his head to pay attention to them for the first time.

Because their clothes were soaked by the rain, the fabric clung tightly to their beautiful bodies.

Sure enough, Guo Fu was still just a green little girl.

Huang Rong’s graceful curves almost made Gu Gu Hanyuan’s performance break.

The two women were a bit panicked when Gu Gu Hanyuan turned his head.

However, he didn't look too much, but instead said to the two women:

"There is a mill ahead; let’s go and take shelter from the rain together."

Seeing that Gu Gu Hanyuan was still concerned about her, Guo Fu immediately showed a smile.

Huang Rong also felt much better.

At least the expression on her face was no longer full of gloom.

Unknowingly, she had already been influenced to such a deep degree.

The two didn't even have the thought of covering up.

Just as they arrived at the mill entrance, the three heard movement inside.

Gu Gu Hanyuan’s face sank, and he instructed the two women:

"You wait for me outside; if there is a situation, shout loudly."

Then he pushed open the mill door.

At this moment, there were dozens of Western Xia Yipintang warriors in the mill chasing Duan Yu.

Because Duan Yu hadn't obtained the "Hong Lingbo Micro-steps."

So he was very embarrassed at this moment.

In a situation where he couldn't open the distance, the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" was actually not easy to use.

After all, it was a long-range skill.

And Duan Yu didn't have the awareness to kill.

In a situation where the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword" became controllable.

It was all mainly for scaring, and he couldn't hurt anyone at all.

The Western Xia warriors were originally very afraid of the power of the "Six-Meridian Divine Sword."

But once they saw that Duan Yu didn't dare to hurt anyone, their desperate nature came out.

They chased Duan Yu crazily without dodging.

Wang Wang Yuyan was directing Duan Yu from the mill loft on how to deal with the Western Xia warriors’ attacks.

Clearly, she had been hit by the "Sorrow-Clearing Wind" and was now weak all over.

Even the Western Xia warriors had split some people to climb the stairs leading to the loft.

Duan Yu was unable to reach them for a while.

Several Western Xia warriors were chasing a woman with somewhat torn clothes, letting out bursts of wild laughter.

Beside them, a man’s corpse lay with eyes wide open in death.

Clearly, the two were the owners of this mill.

They were just implicated by Duan Yu.

When Gu Gu Hanyuan entered the mill, the field suddenly went quiet.

Duan Yu and Wang Wang Yuyan called for help in surprise.

Gu Gu Hanyuan ignored them.

He looked at the few Western Xia warriors who were about to catch up to the mill woman to insult her.

With one move of "Sword Fire Nameless."

He pierced through several people, cutting them all into two pieces.

Even some who didn't die immediately were wailing in pain.

The remaining Western Xia warriors were scared by the power of Gu Gu Hanyuan’s "Sword Fire Nameless" and the fate of the dead Western Xia warriors.

They no longer cared about chasing Duan Yu and Wang Wang Yuyan and gathered together.

Gu Gu Hanyuan didn't look at their terrified expressions.

He just looked at the miserably dead mill man and the woman sobbing while tidying up her somewhat torn clothes.