C448 Liu Hui Appeared Again

It would have been fine if he hadn't heard it, but judging from his cultivation - Immortal Emperor First Layer - how could he not have heard it?

It was fine if he didn't answer when he heard it, but at most, he would be called rude. In this world, manners were worth a lot of money.

What was worse was that you were staring at our Tower Master, and you were looking at him with a strange look. Do you think our Tower Master is the same as the other women - that he could be picked by anyone?

This was no longer impolite, but it had been sublimated to the level of "wolf."

"How dare you!" When the man thought of that word, he instantly shouted.

Before he left, the sect elder had instructed him to guard her well and not let anything happen to her.

Nothing could happen to her, of course, including her spirit.

Furthermore, the Tower Master was outstanding even in a place where beauties were as common as clouds.

He was untainted by the mud, but he was not a demon.

This was the evaluation given to her by the Lunar Temple, a sincere evaluation.

"Liu Hui, is that you?" Jian Ping still treated the man's words as the wind that blew past his ears.

"How dare you call the Tower Master by his name?" The man became even angrier when he heard this.

Was the name of the Tower Master something he could call?

Boom!

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down on Jian Ping.

This palm did not cause any huge waves, as if it was just an ordinary palm.

However, the palm of an Immortal Emperor, even an ordinary palm, wasn't simple at all.

Jian Ping didn't even look at it. His eyes were still fixed on the white-clothed woman, staring at her slightly trembling body when she called her name.

"Sssss! Sssss!"

He did not move. The Heaven Punishing Sword on his back suddenly came out of its scabbard. It was like a ray of sunlight shooting out at first, bringing an inch of light to the dusky land.

"Bang!"

The light came out, and the huge palm shattered!

"You still dare..." A trace of surprise flashed across the man's eyes. Just as he was about to say it again, he was interrupted by an ethereal voice.

"You go out first!"

"Uh!" This sudden voice caused the man to be at a loss for words.

The masked woman turned her head around and covered her face with a veil. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her naked eyes were lovely and moving. One look at her made one feel as if they were drunk to death.

That pair of eyes looked at Jian Ping, and a strong memory flashed through them. A trace of reluctance and slight dimness flashed through them.

How familiar were those eyes?

As he looked, the memories in his mind surged like a tide.

He recalled the Golden Devil City. In order to have a place to stay, he had to bend down and become a servant.

Thinking about it, in order to take her away, he made his cute Tunyun fall into a deep sleep and had yet to wake up.

Thinking of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, he had spent a lot of money to help the people of the United States.

When he thought of that face that had been cut open, the pain in his heart instantly surged.

He thought of...

These were all in the past and had become history. He could only reminisce about the past and not change it.

When things become history, I don't know if Yi Ren's heart is still that heart.

The man next to him looked at the two people looking at each other, and for some reason, he felt envious. He didn't say anything and just quietly left.

If he couldn't get it, then he would help others. Perhaps, he really was not that person.

"Are you alright?" Jian Ping stretched out his trembling hand, removing his veil. However, he couldn't bear to see his angelic face being blasphemed by others.

"Alright." The woman nodded, her eyes filled with love.

So he had not changed. So he was still him. It turned out that love would not fade with the passage of time. So... it turned out that he had changed into her.

"What about you!" The woman looks at the finger that has stopped in front of her and asks.

"Are you alright?" Jian Ping smiled bitterly.

Without you, how good could life be? Day after day. In any case, no one cares about themselves.

"Can I see your face?" Jian Ping couldn't help but ask.

In response to him, the masked woman suddenly grabbed his hand and slowly touched the veil. The closer she got, the more Jian Ping's trembling hand trembled.

"Bang!"

What was supposed to come would eventually come. Instead of being passive, it was better to take the initiative to attack.

Jian Ping stopped shaking and held the girl's hand back domineeringly. With a pull, the masked girl's body seemed to have received a huge blow as she fell straight into Jian Ping's ring.

In fact, that force was very, very small. It was so small that it did not even have the strength to pick up a broom. Not to mention pulling a person. The reason why it was like this... It was because the girl wanted to lie in Jian Ping's ring. She wanted to see this familiar yet strange face.

Jian Ping hugged the masked woman and looked at each other. All the words were exchanged.

Jian Ping freed his left hand and slowly moved upwards. It was very, very slow, perhaps just a little bit faster than a snail.

Under the push of time, Jian Ping's fingers had completely touched the veil.

"Hua!"

Jian Ping was not a woman. He directly pulled the veil with his big hand. Under the stimulation of the spring breeze, the veil slowly drifted along the air and drifted to the outside world.

It was as if he had taken away all the bad luck from before and everything in the past.

Jian Ping looked at the woman in his arms, and his eyes lit up. He stared at her in shock, as if he had cast an immobilizing spell on her. He couldn't move his eyes away from her.

"Are you shocked?!" The woman chuckled.

"Yes," the woman said. Jian Ping nodded. "Hui'er, I noticed that you are becoming more and more beautiful."

That's right. The woman in Jian Ping's ring was Liu Hui, whom he had not seen for a thousand years.

The current Liu Hui no longer had the same face as before. It was shocking, but it gave people the feeling that she was bathing in the spring breeze and had a kind of holiness like a lotus.

"Thank you. Thank you, Master Jian Ping, for your praise!" Liu Hui teased Jian Ping instead.

"If you call me Master, then I will call you Queen!" Jian Ping smiled.

"Hehe!" What he got in return was Liu Hui laughing.

"How are your days in Lunar Temple?" Jian Ping asked about his daily life and started to care about Liu Hui.

"Not good!" This time, Liu Hui did not have the smile from before. Instead, she had a slight worry.

"Hmm? Not good, just say it directly? I just said yes, are you itching to do it!? " Jian Ping said with a stern face.

"Who bullied you in Lunar Temple? Tell me. Your husband will beat him up for you." Jian Ping's skin was really thick. He didn't even give Liu Hui his name. He dared to call himself 'your husband'. If this wasn't a sign of being thick-skinned, then what was it?

"Mm! I was bullied. But, I'm not in Lunar Temple." Liu Hui was very honest.

" Oh? Where is that?" Jian Ping pretended to be" stupid "and asked.

Looking at how even Immortal Emperor experts were respectful to her, it could be seen that she was living the life of a queen in Lunar Temple. How could anyone bully her?

"Far away in the horizon, right in front of my eyes!" Liu Hui pointed out.