"Of course, but I also hope that Gu will understand that children also have the freedom to be hostile to the Gu family."
Ling Zhongsheng looked directly at Gu Changyan.
This was the first time that he showed such a strong side in front of the old man.
Gu Changyan nodded and did not intend to continue to argue with him on this topic.
The old man's attention immediately shifted, and when he spoke again, he made a corresponding evaluation of Mu Chuyue's moves, "The person who is fighting Xiao Yue'er at this time is on the same level as her, but Yu Yan Dian's technique is not good at attacking entities, so he can only avoid its sharp edge against the Nine-turn Nirvana Technique."
Ling Zhongsheng calmed down and expressed his own opinions on Gu Changyan's topic.
He quite agreed with Gu Changyan's words, "The minion should have avoided the blow at this time, but he misjudged his own strength."
"Just by what you said, old man, I can conclude that your understanding of Yuyan Palace is not as good as that kid from the Xiao family."
Gu Changyan glanced at Ling Zhongsheng.
"Why did such an ancient saying come out?"
Ling Zhongsheng was at a loss.
"The Hell Hell Palace has been passed down to this day, and it has always had a fighting style of never-ending combat.
The moves are ruthless and tricky.
Once a move is made, there is absolutely no room for oneself to take it back.
So that person did not make a mistake in judgment, but planned to switch moves with Xiao Yue'er.
"Gu Changyan said.
"Kill the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred."
Ling Zhong was angry and planned to kill the man.
"You dare to hurt my daughter under the nose of Ling Zhongsheng.
You must be tired of living."
The old man pulled Ling Zhongsheng back and said, "We don't even need to take action against this old guy."
Ling Zhongsheng looked in Mu Chuyue's direction and saw a white figure that had completely covered Mu Chuyue's body.
Mu Chuyue used her magic power, and before the Xuanshuang Dagger could touch the chains of the people in the Hell Palace, she fell into a solid embrace.
The clothes are flowing, and the tip of her nose is the familiar masculine scent, with a hint of coolness.
Mu Chuyue didn't need to open her eyes to know that this smell only belonged to Xiao Jinyan.
With a sneer, the sound of liquid gushing sounded in the ears, and it was also accompanied by an extremely rich smell of blood.
The blood of people who have practiced the Hell Hell Hall Kung Fu smells different from that of ordinary people.
In addition to being more salty and fishy, it is also wrapped in some indescribable stench, as if a corpse is rotting.
Mu Chuyue discovered this just now when the previous person died.
She didn't know how others would view it, but she couldn't accept it anyway, so in the previous fights, Mu Chuyue tried her best to ensure that her moves were fatal.
Even if she can't do what she wants, she will try her best to make the other party bleed less.
But Xiao Jinyan obviously didn't care.
When the stench became overwhelming, Mu Chuyue frowned and raised her head, and happened to see a faint smile on his peerless face, and his eyes were full of tenderness, as if she was the only one in his world.
But this scene didn't stop Mu Chuyue from saying the next words, "Why did you take action?
If the knife falls on him, it will definitely end."
The implication is that she can kill people without Xiao Jinyan's help.
"As long as I am here, no one can hurt you," Xiao Jinyan held Mu Chuyue tightly in his arms, "Of course I know Yue'er's strength, but if I don't take action, you will definitely kill him at the same time.
It’s inevitable to get hurt, and I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
"When did I become so squeamish?"
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