MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 45 forty-five tripods

◎Price (two more in one)◎

The sound of cicadas was irritating, and the dazzling sunlight in the noon, sprinkled on the hot earth through the gaps of the stacked branches and leaves, pulling Song Dingding's figure extremely long.

Compared to Lu Qingchen's taut expression like a cockfight, she stood under the shade of a tree, and the movement of wiping the iron sword with her head down was very calm and indifferent.

Lu Qingchen saw the iron sword in her hand clearly, and her face turned dark again - she actually used a rusty iron sword to fight against him.

His facial muscles twitched slightly, his sweaty palms clenched the Shuanghua sword tightly, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

In the beginning, the reason for comparing swords was not only because of Gu Chaoyu, but also because she couldn't stand her outside, and he warned them not to do this or that hateful appearance.

After Song Dingding sneered at him and challenged him with sarcasm, he came up with the idea of ​​hitting her on her knees and begging for mercy to save her face.

But now, after the loss of Yujidan just now and the unilateral announcement of their breakup by Gu Chaoyu, he has changed his previous thoughts.

He wants to kill Song Dingding and make her pay a heavy price for what he did.

The blade of Lu Qingchen flipped over in his hand, and the three-foot-long blade drew a dazzling glow on the ground, slashing straight at her gate of life.

The lightly waving sword body burst out with unstoppable and powerful force. As soon as he made a shot, it was a sure-kill technique, which shocked everyone to retreat, for fear of being accidentally injured by the sword energy.

In the face of this powerful attack, Song Dingding stood motionless, and in a burst of exclamations, Shuanghua's sword swept off the bark of green leaves, and the sword slammed straight into the lake, causing several springs to fly up.

And Song Dingding, who should have been pierced through his body by Rin Rin's blade, disappeared. After the wind passed, there was only a fleeting silence in the air.

Lu Qingchen frowned and looked around, only to hear her snort in the distance: "Your sword is too slow..."

When he turned to look at her, she saw that she was standing on one foot on the granite bridge railing, leaning slightly, and looked at him condescendingly: "Is the Lingquan Waterfall soaked all night?"

Song Dingding's expression was light, and the slightly provocative curvature of his lips was full of provocation.

Her words were like adding fuel to the fire. Gu Chaoyu was a little worried when she heard it. She turned her head and asked Li Hua, who was beside him, "Mr. Li, does A Ding have any chance of winning in this competition?"

Hearing this, Li Hua couldn't help but sighed.

Lu Qingchen's seemingly insane attack was rigorous, strange and ruthless, and he could hardly find any flaws.

A Ding defended himself by retreating, and repeatedly spoke out against each other, one was to consume Lu Qingchen's physical strength, and the other was to find flaws in his swordsmanship when Lu Qingchen lost his mind.

But easier said than done.

Lu Qingchen soaked in Lingquan Waterfall all night, and his body was full of spiritual energy. A Ding was able to dodge once or twice under the sword of Shuanghua, and after waiting more times, Lu Qingchen could first figure out the law of her dodging without waiting for A Ding to consume much of his spiritual power.

Li Hua didn't know if A Ding had any chance of winning. He just hoped that she would not be hurt—even if he lost the test, it would be fine to lose some face.

From the moment he stopped using his sword, he was already lying flat and being ridiculed by others. In short, a day in the world counts as a day, and what is Jianxin not Jianxin?

Seeing that Li Hua was speechless, he just sighed, and Gu Chaoyu immediately understood what he meant.

She buried her head deeply, clenched her palms lightly, and clasped her fingernails into the sticky and cold palms, as if escaping from something.

The scorching sun hit the top of her head, her ears were dizzy, and her feet shook slightly, but was supported by the person behind her: "Raise your head and look at A Ding."

This voice is clear and lingering, like a handful of snow falling from plum branches in winter, without any emotion, but it makes people surrender for no reason.

Li Hua turned his head, looked at Pei Ming who was standing behind them at some point, and subconsciously refuted: "What are you looking at, how did she die?!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and the sound of cicadas on the tree suddenly recalled his reason. Li Hua pressed his lips and lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

Wuzang Daojun is the master and he is a servant. He has repeatedly contradicted Wuzang Daojun, which has overstepped his own identity.

"Do you think A Ding is stupider than you?" Pei Ming said lightly, drooping his eyelashes slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes: "She wants to tell you not to run away."

The first sentence was about Li Hua, and the last sentence was for Gu Chaoyu to hear.

Song Dingding retreated again and again, not to consume Lu Qingchen's spiritual power. As a monk in the Nascent Soul period, as long as his body is full of spiritual power, even if he does not drink or sleep for three days and three nights, it will not hinder him.

Just as Li Hua thought, dodging like this again and again will lead to Lu Qingchen's regularity in a short time, and the next thing waiting for her is a fatal blow.

But she knew this, but she kept angering Lu Qingchen. For nothing else, she just wanted Gu Chaoyu to understand that escaping could not solve the problem.

Lu Qingchen hurt Gu Chaoyu time and time again in the past, so why wasn't he trying to explore her bottom line until he found a fatal flaw, that is, unscrupulous violation and trampling.

When necessary, go straight to the face, even if the wounds are dripping with blood, as long as they are still alive, the wounds will always scab, and the sky will always be sunny after the rain.

And the so-called fatal flaw may not necessarily kill her.

Li Hua figured this out and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

After all, it is the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace, and his level of thinking is indeed not on the same level as that of a common man like him.

Li Hua sighed: "What Miss Pei said is that Miss Gu raised her head and looked at A Ding."

Gu Chaoyu pursed her lips and seemed to understand their meaning. Through the hazy mist, she slowly raised her eyes and looked firmly at Song Dingding.

Song Dingding, who was completely unaware that her escape behavior had been over-interpreted, was sweating as she ran, and with the blessing of the [Powerful Wind] Gold Finger, she didn't feel very tired.

It's just that she noticed that Lu Qingchen had begun to **** for her dodging trajectory, and was almost injured by Shuang Huajian's sword energy several times.

Looking at Lu Qingchen who didn't consume much physical strength, Song Dingding wiped the sweat from his forehead with his backhand, and let out a breath of hot air from his red lips.

She was about to die. If she continued to run on such a hot day, Lu Qingchen was fine, she would have to faint from heat stroke first.

It's good to have divine sense, if she also has divine sense, Lu Qingchen would have been beaten down by her long ago, why should she hide so hard.

Song Dingding spat in her heart and couldn't help scolding: If there was a time machine here, she would definitely want to travel back and see which idiot sent the consciousness out.

In addition to complaining, she did not forget to dodge Lu Qingchen's powerful attack, but a slippery foot was injured by the blade of Shuanghuajian, which opened a **** hole in the back of her waist.

The blood stained her clothes, and the burning sensation from the wound reached her brain almost instantly. Tears spilled out of her eyes uncontrollably, and she fell on the bridge in embarrassment.

Song Dingding grimaced in pain, and vaguely heard Gu Chaoyu's cry in the distance: "A Ding, don't run away, I understand what you mean, I will never run away again! Go ahead, go up and defeat him!"

Song Dingding: "...?"

If she doesn't run, why rush up to beat him?

With Gunara the Dark God, woohoo, hooray, the spell of the dark transformation?

"Run! Why don't you run?" Lu Qingchen dragged the Shuanghua sword, and the blade rubbed on the ground making a harsh sound: "Kneel down and beg me, and I will consider spare your life."

He said so, but the killing intent overflowed from his eyes, as if he was telling everyone clearly that even if she knelt down and begged for mercy, she would not be able to escape death.

Song Dingding covered the wound on the back of her waist with her palm, unable to stop the overflowing blood from dripping from her fingers. She gasped slightly, her brain running fast.

Lu Qingchen's sword was slanted, and the offensive was unstoppable. Even if she could stand up and continue running, it wouldn't make much sense.

If you can't run anymore, you can only meet his attack head-on.

However, with Lu Qingchen's spiritual blessing, her swordsmanship was not worth mentioning in front of him.

She had to fight back, cleverly.

Somehow, Song Dingding suddenly remembered what Pei Ming said before the competition.

- Lu Qingchen's **** foot, the sword trajectory must be different from ordinary people. You mainly attack his lower plate, and the blade picks the sole of his shoe.

She looked at Lu Qingchen's feet, and the wind was blowing every step of the way.

If Lu Qingchen is really sloping, why does he walk like ordinary people?

Seeing him approaching step by step, Song Dingding's eyes suddenly lit up, the soles of his shoes were faulty!

A face-loving person like Lu Qingchen, who is also the direct son of the Dan Xiu family, will definitely not let others know that he has a physical defect.

He can't change the fact that his feet are sloped, but he can use some means to cover up this secret, such as customizing a pair of black soap boots with different heights.

The secret is hidden in the soles of his shoes. As long as she attacks him and moves on the soles of his shoes, in order not to let others know that he is a sloping foot, he will definitely guard against her tricks, thus revealing his own flaws.

The sweat on his back, mixed with blood, wet his clothes, Song Dingding clenched the rusted iron sword in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

She calmed down, blocked the surrounding noise and his provocative and insulting words, and only focused on listening to Lu Qingchen's footsteps.

Five steps, four steps, three steps...

Just when he raised the Shuanghua sword and wanted to end the competition with blood spatter on the spot, a piece of gravel with a fierce qi shot out from the crowd and missed his blade with a tricky angle.

Lu Qingchen frowned, raised his head to look at the crowd, and fixed his gaze on Li Hua.

He raised the corners of his lips and let out a light snort, "Young Master Li is really interested in this disciple. In order to restore his spiritual power, he even went to soak in the spiritual spring of the bathing place."

The iron sword swung by Song Dingding hung on the ground and stopped abruptly. She looked at Li Hua, and her expression changed again and again.

She had said early on that the water in that bath must be strange.

But he knew this, so he went to the bath to shower with the waterfall water.

And he did this just to restore his spiritual power. Fortunately, when Lu Qingchen killed her, he rescued her.

I can't tell what the emotions are stuck in my chest, like moved, but also a little sad, mixed feelings, slowly flowing in the bottom of my heart.

She took a deep look at Li Hua, the hilt of the sword clenched in her palm trembled slightly, and then withdrew her gaze, while Lu Qingchen was distracted, the blade swept out and flew straight to his lower plate.

Lu Qingchen's reaction was quick, even though he was half a beat slower, he still dodged the sudden attack.

Song Dingding didn't give him any time to react at all.

And Lu Qingchen seemed to understand her intentions, and sneered: "Despicable behavior."

She smiled back and said softly, "There are even more despicable ones."

Lu Qingchen didn't understand what she meant, but she turned her wrist, suddenly changing the trajectory of the iron sword, turning the blade half a circle, and picking it at the sole of his shoe.

He has been defending the next game, how could he have thought that she would falter and swipe the blade against the sole of his shoe.

Lu Qingchen wanted to guard against it, but it was too late. Song Dingding seized the opportunity and inserted the blade straight into the sole, but in an instant, the sole flattened by the iron sword flew out.

She used all her strength with this sword, and the soles flew out of the old heights and fell into the lake under the bridge.

Lu Qingchen's face was pale, and he didn't care about the sword, he raised his bare left foot and jumped towards the bridge railing.

Song Dingding held up a rusty iron sword, the blade pointed directly at the gate of life behind him, and said with a half-smile, "Master Lu, do you admit defeat?"

He was lying on the bridge rail, his lips squirming: "How do you know..."

With kindness, she explained to him, "You walk on two feet with different sounds."

One sole is padded with wood, and the sound is heavy. Walking on the stone bridge makes a 'clicking' sound, while the other sole has no padding, so walking seems light and silent.

The sole that Song Dingding lifted was the one with the added height inside the wood.

Even if Lu Qingchen could walk like a normal person, as long as she shouted and let everyone see the wooden sole floating in the lake, the secret he wanted to hide would be made public.

In order to cover up his physical flaws, Lu Qingchen could only admit defeat.

"Master Lu, do you think Miss Gu will make you lose face and ruin your reputation, but have you ever thought about it..."

Song Dingding paused, looked in Gu Chaoyu's direction and said, "You two have been in the same bed for nearly eight years, what secrets can you hide from her?"

Lu Qingchen was suddenly stunned.

Yes, they have been together for so many years, even if he never mentioned his secret to her, but they are so close and live in the same room day and night, how could she not see his slope?

But even if he was deceived by him, humiliated by him, and even watched him confess to Simmons in public, Gu Chaoyu did not take this as a threat.

It has come to this point, she is still maintaining his poor self-esteem, but what has he done to her?

In order to hurt her again and again with the so-called face and dignity, the anger that has nowhere to vent is forced on her. Knowing that she was pregnant, it was like she was holding her lifeline, and she was unscrupulous to indulge with another woman.

Lu Qingchen seemed to be drained of strength, he suddenly fell to the ground, as if he had come to his senses, smiled wryly, and the end of his eyes flashed red.

"Mr. Lu, don't be so pretentious. You must know that even if Miss Gu forgives you and you stay away from one Simmons, there will still be thousands of Simmons in the future. Dogs can't stop eating shit, so garbage should stay in the trash can. inside."

Song Dingding approached him with a smile, imitating his arrogance and arrogance, and pointed his sword at him condescendingly: "Kneel down, beg me to spare you."

Lu Qingchen sat in a daze, his eyes fell on Gu Chaoyu in the distance, looking at her not so obvious belly, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly hunched over and fell to the ground.

A pea-sized cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his facial features are wrinkled together, his arms are wrapped around his abdomen, and his body is bowed like a shrimp.

Song Dingding: "..."

Guys, what's going on here?

Is Lu Qingchen trying to play Cibiao with her so that Gu Chaoyu can forgive him?

Dream about it, dog man!

Song Dingding followed and fell on the bridge, her hands shrank slightly as the ground of the stone bridge was scorched by the sun, she was about to shed two tears, when she heard a whining from a distance.

She followed the source of the sound, and saw the male disciples in the crowd fell to the ground one after another.

Not long after, someone had passed out of pain, and Lu Qingchen was so serious that he twitched and vomited non-stop.

This time, she finally realized that something was wrong.

Song Dingding got up and pushed Lu Qingchen's arm away with his iron sword. Facing the bright sunshine, he saw his belly bulging like a ball.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she hurried back and found Li Hua among the fallen men.

Li Hua was better than them, but it wasn't much better. His slightly bulging belly was like a pregnant woman who was three or four months pregnant.

Song Dingding didn't think much, and while calling Song Zhizhi to call the housekeeper, he helped Li Hua: "Master, why are you uncomfortable?"

Li Hua wanted to answer, but he vomited out with a 'vomit', he pushed her arm away, lay on the ground and vomited.

The housekeeper quickly rushed over, and with it, there was a vampire village owner with a dark green bamboo umbrella, two-color eyes, and pale skin.

The owner's legs are slender and straight, and the fine brown curly hair on his forehead is hidden in the shadow under the umbrella, and he smiles gracefully: "I heard that the guests are not feeling well?"

Song Dingding pointed to the bulging belly of the male disciples, and asked after deliberation, "Please ask the doctor for help, please take a look, what's wrong with them?"

The owner of the village squatted down and stroked the male disciple's abdomen, the smile on the red lips gradually deepened: "It's okay, they are not sick."

Under her puzzled eyes, he gently explained, "They're just pregnant."

"Congratulations, you only came to Qingping Mountain Villa for two days, and then became pregnant and spread branches and leaves for the Villa."

Song Dingding: "..."

Just after a strange silence, Lu Qingchen on the stone bridge struggled to climb over and hugged the owner's leg: "What do you mean, what do you mean?!"

He roared hysterically, the anger caused the blue veins on his neck to burst, and the saliva between his teeth spurted out, splashing the owner's face.

However, the owner of the village was not angry at all. He sympathetically stroked Lu Qingchen's abdomen: "Pregnant women should not be emotional. If you want to know the reason, I can tell you slowly."

"The waterfall water in the men's bath comes from the Zimu River. The Zimu River is sacred water, it can give you strength, make you energetic, and nurture baby spirits."

"The longer you soak in the holy water, the bigger the baby spirit will be. Like the baby spirit in your stomach, it will be born in about half a month."

The emotional Lu Qingchen fainted directly on the spot.

Song Dingding looked at Lu Qingchen's chubby belly, and suddenly realized that the spiritual veins that suddenly appeared in their bodies were actually the so-called happy veins.

In order to ensure that they could become pregnant, Zimuhe supplemented them with spiritual power, which caused them to temporarily have the illusion of restoring their spiritual power and multiplying their spiritual power.

Song Dingding couldn't help asking, "What about the baby spirits in their stomachs?"

The owner of the village smiled as a matter of course: "Of course it is born, Qingping Mountain Villa does not allow abortion. The fetus is alive, and the fetus is dead."

If it weren't for Li Hua's suffering, Song Dingding would really like to sigh, this place is really wonderful!

The owner of the village had to go back to accompany his wife. After comforting him, he left first, while the housekeeper stayed here to take care of the aftermath. He thoughtfully called more than a dozen doctors in white to conduct an obstetric examination for them one by one.

Song Dingding took Li Hua into a team, perhaps because he had been soaking in holy water for a short time, his abdomen was not showing his arms, and there were relatively few inspection items.

Bai Qi looked at Li Hua's pale face, and smiled gloatingly: "The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who does the heaven bypass?"

Li Hua was not in the mood to care about her. He staggered to Pei Ming with a sad expression: "Did you know it long ago?"

Pei Ming pondered for a moment: "I don't know."

After that, he added another sentence: "Take good care of the fetus."

Li Hua: "…"

what do you not know! Pei Ming must know!

He still remembered the look in Pei Ming's eyes when he just came back from the bath - with some mockery, ridicule, and indifference.

No wonder Pei Ming was worried that Song Dingding would be injured, and that Lu Qingchen was about to give birth. Where would she go to hurt her? !

Li Hua stared, but Pei Ming didn't even look at him, and went straight back to the guest building.

Song Dingding supported Li Hua: "I'll help you go back to rest first."

Li Hua took two steps forward, suddenly remembered something, and turned back again: "Can I hit him?"

This question was asked to Gu Chaoyu, she was stunned for a moment, and made a gesture of begging.

Li Hua unceremoniously stretched out his hand and slapped Lu Qingchen's face with two slaps, waking him up from fainting.

"I bet ten high-level spirit stones to bet on A Ding to win, and the odds are ten for one. You are going to give me one hundred and ten high-level spirit stones now."

"Because you are about to give birth, I will give you a few days of grace, and before you give birth to the child, pay back the high-level spirit stone that you owe me!"

After saying that, Li Hua hugged his waist and left.

Song Dingding looked at the embarrassed Lu Qingchen, and looked around, but did not find Simmons.

She sneered and looked down at the man who had difficulty getting up on the ground: "Your little lover ran away. But it doesn't matter, Miss Gu is a weak woman who can take care of herself, and I believe you can too."

Lu Qingchen didn't seem to hear her sarcasm, he crawled to Gu Chaoyu's feet with a painful look, and grabbed her ankle: "Chao'er, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

Gu Chaoyu looked at him with a slightly moved expression.

He knew her too well, as long as she showed such an expression, it meant that things could be turned around.

Lu Qingchen hurriedly added more strength: "Chao'er, talk to me, I beg you, don't ignore me."

Seeing her lips trembling, he pleaded, "You can say anything you want, as long as you are willing to pay attention to me."

Gu Chaoyu looked at his stomach: "Have a precious son early?"

Lu Qingchen: "..."

He still wanted to say something, but was carried away on a stretcher by several doctors. He didn't even have the strength to resist, so he could only watch Gu Chaoyu walk away with Lu Cha's support.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qi raised the corners of her lips with satisfaction, and couldn't help sighing, "It's not too late."

Seeing everyone leave one after another, she quickly covered her allergic cheeks and went back to her room.

As soon as she pushed the door in, Bai Qi felt an unusual aura. She looked up and found a familiar figure.

"Pei Ming?" She stepped forward and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing in my room."

Pei Ming was sitting at the ebony table, playing with the teacup on the table with clear fingers: "I want to ask you a question."

Hearing this, Bai Qi suddenly became energetic: "Is it an emotional problem? I'm the best at this!"

Pei Ming asked, "How can you fall in love with someone?"

Bai Qi pondered: "Love is a very complicated word, and I can't describe it to you concretely. If you insist on my answer, then I can only tell you that love cannot be said with your mouth."

Pei Ming frowned: "Speak human words."

Bai Qi: "Love is made."

Pei Ming: "How to do it?"

Bai Qi's face blushed when she was asked, and she was at a loss for words: "Just, just do that."

Seeing that he was going to continue to ask, she pushed him out of the door with a grumpy expression: "Aiya, don't ask me! I'm allergic, you can find someone to try it yourself!"