My Girlfriend is Long Aotian

Where's Ray? Where's his meow thunder?

Liu Xuanyuan waited and waited, waited and waited, waited and waited, the second thunder was that he couldn't come down.

"God Ward, what kind of Thunder Tribulation is this?" Liu Xuanyuan screamed up to the sky.

Two hours later, Chen Huan suddenly remembered something: "Huh? Sister Xuanyuan said she was going to take a bath. Why didn't she come back after two hours of washing?"

Di Ling grinned and said, "Maybe he was soaked, and then sank in the water and drowned in the bathtub."

Chen Huan said unhappily, "Don't say such unlucky things, I'll look for her."

Chen Huan got up and ran to the bathroom to take a look. Liu Xuanyuan was not there and suddenly surprised. He went back to Liu Xuanyuan's room and took a look, but he was not there. He looked for a long time in front of and behind the room, and finally passed through the window. Seeing that Liu Xuanyuan was sitting outside in the heavy rain, looking at the night sky with a tired expression.

The heavy rain fell on her face, and she didn't even notice it.

Chen Huan hurried out: "Sister Xuanyuan, what are you doing?"

"I'm waiting for Lei Jie." Liu Xuanyuan said pitifully, "I don't know it's Mao, Lei Jie won't come after a while."

"..." Chen Huan couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't wait, Thunder Tribulation is impossible. Lei Tribulation is impossible in this life. When my son grows up, Thunder Tribulation will fall..."

"What?"

"Well... go back to the house first, let's talk about it later..."

Chapter 960: Lu Qingyu

The top of Mount Hua!

Today is the four-year "Menzi Disciple Martial Arts Contest" held by the Yinmen Huashan School. This meeting began in feudal society and has maintained a four-year rhythm even in modern society. It can be said to be the fine tradition of the Huashan School.

The current head of the Huashan School is holding a microphone and loudly speaking to all the disciples present at the meeting: "I announce that the 320th Huashan School Disciple Competition and Sword Competition will begin now! The winners of this meeting will be Nominated as the first candidate for the next head, please disciples to take your best level and status..."

After a long and stinky line, 32 of the Huashan disciples in the audience fell asleep, and 32 of them were sleeping or not, and only 32 were barely awake.

"The contest begins!"

With the command of the head, a handsome Huashan disciple jumped onto the stage first. He was handsome and cool and said: "Brothers, brothers and sisters, please give me your advice."

However, before he could finish his words, he saw the silhouette of the person on the stage, and a beautiful woman floated up. She was dressed in a heroine costume. She was heroic, beautiful and generous. Lu Qingyu, a well-known Huashan school.

Lu Qingyu was a famous waste of the Huashan School at first, but once she fell off a cliff, but she accidentally ran into the ancestor's style, and had to pass the "Single Nine Swords." The disciples exist beyond sight.

No one is the enemy of her "Single Nine Swords"! Not to mention the young disciples of this generation, even the previous generation, the current head of the Huashan School, could not beat her.

As soon as he saw Lu Qingyu, the handsome handsome guy was startled: "Oh, Senior Sister Lu, are you going to compete for the candidate? I thought you were already addicted to life in the city and would not return. Huashan is here."

Lu Qingyu laughed loudly: "Why, afraid?"

He was indeed a little scared. The handsome guy was frightened. He didn't dare to do anything with Lu Qingyu. Suddenly, the light bulb on his forehead lit up and he remembered something. He quickly asked: "Senior Sister Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time, my younger brother wants to be concerned. Just a moment, I don’t know how your recent relationship life is? Have you been in a relationship? Have you been married?"

"A good question, I would like people to ask me this." Lu Qingyu triumphantly took out the phone from his arms and called up a photo like a gift to the handsome guy: "Look, this is a photo of my boyfriend. His name is Chen Huan, he is gentle and considerate to me, our relationship is very good, and he will get married soon."

That's it, the handsome guy was overjoyed: So you already have a boyfriend who has a very good relationship, and he's already getting married, hahahaha, then I'm afraid of your ass? Your single nine swords, surely you can't use it anymore, right? Ha ha ha ha! There is no single Nine Swords, you are a scum, I can fight ten.

The handsome man was determined in his heart and made a gesture of Huashan swordsmanship "Cangsong welcomes the guest", and confidently said to Lu Qingyu: "Senior Sister Lu, please give me a move."

So Lu Qingyu took out his sword...

Single Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!

The sword flower is dazzling, and the sky is full of sword shadows for an instant.

As soon as that handsome guy's Huashan swordsmanship was handed out, he was hurriedly attacked by Lu Qingyu's sword. He was embarrassed and kept backing away. In a blink of an eye, he was forced to cry. Lu Qingyu swept away: " ."

"Ah!" the handsome guy screamed and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Lu Qingyu didn’t have a heavy foot, and martial arts practitioners were also beaten. The handsome guy jumped up with a carp hit. His body was not injured, but his soul was hurt badly. He pointed to Lu Qingyu’s grief and indignation. Authentic: "Senior Sister Lu, you liar, you even lied to your junior brother."

"What did I lie to you?" Lu Qingyu asked strangely.

"You lied to me that you have a boyfriend and you are about to get married." The handsome guy exclaimed, "But I can see that you don't have a boyfriend at all."

"Apo! Can you see this too?" Lu Qingyu screamed and fell to the ground, bending forward in frustration.

The handsome guy hurriedly seized this opportunity, and the long sword leaned forward and hung over the back of Lu Qingyu's head...

The leader’s voice immediately sounded next to him: “Lu Qingyu was defeated in the first match! Eliminated out and lost the leader’s alternate qualification.”

There was enthusiastic applause, and a younger sister ran to the handsome guy, cheering and jumping for joy, and the two hugged together. It was obvious that the two of them were lovers. This younger sister came to cheer for her beloved brother.

Not only did Lu Qingyu lose his position as a candidate for the head, but he could only watch people give out dog food, and he almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"You guys wait for me, four years later, Dabi, I will come back, Lu Qingyu!"

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In a blink of an eye, four years have passed.

The current head of the Huashan School, that is, the handsome guy who defeated Lu Qingyu four years ago, was holding a microphone and shouted to all the disciples present at the meeting: "I announce that the 321st Huashan School disciples will compete on the sword. The conference officially begins now... the four-year term of the head is over, and it is time for the general election. Please work hard, show your strength and courage, and win the position of the next head candidate."

The audience cheered, and then, swipe!

A beautiful woman floated up on stage. This beautiful woman was called Yue Ling. She was the only daughter of the former head of the Huashan School. She practiced Huashan swords very well. Not only that, but her popularity is also good, as well as her own school. The boyfriend of the younger brother, the two men love concubine, is a well-known goddess couple in the Huashan school.

As soon as she took the stage, her little boyfriend shouted in the audience: "Honey, come on."

Yue Ling turned his head and smiled sweetly at her boyfriend: "My dear, rest assured, I will win."

"Huh, isn't this a bit too big?" With a sneer, another beautiful woman floated onto the stage and stood on the opposite side of Yue Ling.

Yue Ling glanced intently and was shocked. The visitor was actually Lu Qingyu, the famous super-strong senior sister of the Huashan School, who was single-handed and nine swords had already shocked all the hidden gates, and no one in the rivers and lakes was her enemy. .

Yue Ling was so scared that she was about to jump off the stage and abstain from voting. However, suddenly the light bulb on her forehead lit up. After thinking of something, she quickly asked: "Senior Sister Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if your relationship life is going well recently?"

"Hahaha, of course it's great." Lu Qingyu took out the phone from her arms and called up a photo: "Look, my boyfriend Chen Huan is very handsome, gentle and considerate to me, he is still very I have money and often buy me famous cars and watches. I will marry him soon."

Yue Ling was overjoyed, so that's it, then your Single Nine Swords still has a fart. She slapped her long sword out of its sheath and nodded towards Lu Qingyu...

However, Lu Qingyu made a backhand sword, and the sky filled the sky with sword light. It was the unique skill of the single nine swords-the broken sword style.

Yue Ling's long sword immediately flew out without knowing where it flew.

Her face changed drastically: "Sister Lu, you...you are a lie, you don't have a boyfriend at all."

"Ah puff!" Lu Qingyu fell to the ground, bending forward in frustration.

Yue Ling took the opportunity to take a step forward and hit Lu Qingyu's acupuncture point...