As the evening glow was about to fade, the helicopter landed on the roof of the teahouse.

Wang Youwei stood on the rooftop with his hands in his hands, looking at the backs of Han Dong and Yan Cangtu leaving, stretched his waist and rubbed his teeth.

The cold wind was blowing, but it couldn't hide his smile.

The excellent performance of Han Dong and Yan Cangtu made Wang Youwei feel very happy, because the people who had just been incorporated into the defense establishment had the most dangerous run-in period.

Fortunately.

Yan Cangtu reached the standard, and Han Dong exceeded his expectations.

While they enjoy a privileged position, they also have to pay obligations, which is also the root of the extraordinary dignity of martial arts practitioners above the martial arts realm.

But.

Demons and monsters are coming, who can live forever?

Perhaps only the existence of the Martial Sect Realm, or even the existence above the Martial Sect, can last for a long time.

"Eight people. ”

"Hopefully, by the end of next year, there will still be a full eight people. ”

Wang Youwei sighed, returned to the teahouse in two or three steps, his eyes were stunned, and he hurriedly walked towards a little boy with a tiger's head, his eyes revealing indescribable feelings.

This is his son.

He is about six years old.

"Boy. ”

"Where's your mother, who came by herself?"

Wang Youwei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and touched his son's head twice lovingly.

The little boy held a lollipop, spread his hands, and greeted his father Wang Youwei: "Dad, Uncle Qing picked me up." ”

Uncle Qing?

Wang Youwei's face changed slightly, and he raised his head suddenly.

Just looking at the main entrance of the teahouse, a middle-aged man walked in, with a scar on his left cheek, and his complexion was gloomy and indifferent.

Qingxu Kang!

Wang Youwei's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but freeze in place, thought about it, and simply let his son play by himself inside, followed by the palm of his hand.

"Please. ”

He and Qing Xukang entered the teahouse compartment.

Crash.

Wang Youwei didn't say a word, just filled the tea and gently rested the teacup on the table.

"Huh. ”

Qing Xu licked the corners of his mouth, scratched the striped scar on his left cheek twice, and seemed to smile: "For more than ten years, you are still used to making tea with your left hand." ”

Wang Youwei remained silent.

Click.

Qing Xu's fingertips moved, and a wisp of mysterious light flowed out endlessly, surrounding the delicate and small teacup, moving to his mouth, and taking a sip.

This is a solid internal force!

But ordinary Martial Sect Realm can't do it at all, even if it's a stronger Martial Sect, it's impossible to be so understated.

Wang Youwei's face twitched twice: "You, above the Martial Sect?"

"Not yet. Qing Xu smiled and said, "Don't envy me, the realm above the Martial Sect is indeed extraordinary, with incredible power...... But in life, it's not as good as you think. ”

Wang Youwei's eyes narrowed: "Oh?"

He had long been curious about why there was a quota limit on the martial arts sect, and why he couldn't start the era of martial arts for all people to practice martial arts.

Martial arts practitioners, after all, are only a small minority!

The few martial arts practitioners have protected the vast land and kept a stable society, and no matter how noble Rao is Wang Youwei, he is also a little resentful.

"You think the world of martial arts doesn't want to be opened?"

"It is a good thing for all people to practice martial arts, and it is also the hope of all those who exist above all martial sects...... As far as I know, the heyday of the martial arts era is coming. Qing Xu drank the cup of tea in one gulp, and his tone was embarrassed.

Wang Youwei sneered: "Hehe, where are they?"

In contemporary society, there is no war!

If there is an existence above the Martial Sect, a fierce battle with demons and monsters will definitely cause a spectacular vision, and it will not be able to hide it from the current Internet era, at least there must be some news.

But.

He's never heard of it!

Wang Youwei said word by word: "When we fought bloodily, where were they? We are facing a crisis of life and death, where are they? Now they are the martial arts practitioners of our three realms, guarding the land of China!"

"Iron rules, secrets, we should know!"

Wang Youwei didn't know.

The existence above the Martial Sect, the divine dragon saw the head and the tail, ethereal and disappeared, what are they doing?

Hehe.

Qing Xu chuckled lightly, opened the curtains of the compartment, and looked at the quiet street outside, looking at the vast sky with no clouds.

"You know, what can you do?"

"There are some things that I still don't know as well...... Besides, as I said earlier, the moment when everything will be revealed is no longer far away. ”

The gaze shone brightly, like a mountain and an abyss.

After being silent for a while, Qing Xu put down the teacup and said with a smile: "At the beginning, we were also comrades-in-arms of the same formation, and we haven't seen each other for a long time, so you question me like this?"

Crash.

Wang Youwei got up and made tea.

He pursed his lips and his gaze fell on the pale green tea, and some scattered tea leaves.

"Comrade-in-arms?"

"No, you're not. How can a deserter be considered a comrade-in-arms?"

As soon as the words fell.

Qing Xukang's face stiffened, his eyes narrowed, and he said to himself: "Knowing that if you are invincible, you will definitely die, and you have to sacrifice your life in vain?"

"The living military generals can pay more!"

"I am not afraid of death. But if it is death, it can only be delayed for a little time, and it is not worth it at all!"

Fourteen years ago, Qing Xu Kang was a contemporary genius in the martial arts world, with great talent. He just thinks that the value of his life is far more meaningful than sacrificing in vain.

Three or four minutes passed.

Wang Youwei pushed the teacup and rested it on the tea table: "What about the Qingshan Sect, do you think they are worth it?"

Qing Xukang's face became even stiffer, and he opened his mouth.

Ren is force is extremely strong, once ranked among the contemporary Tianjiao, and now he is even more than the realm of martial arts. But in front of Wang Youwei, who is stubborn in his beliefs, he doesn't know what to say.

Is it worth it?

Qing Xu Kang was not clear.

The teacup emitted steaming steam, swirling around the inside of the compartment, rendering an inexplicable heavy oppression, if ordinary people were here, I was afraid that they would faint on the spot, and they would never be able to bear it.

After a while.

"But you know what. Qing Xu said softly: "At the beginning of this year, I had a fierce battle with Ning Moli of the Qingshan Sect, and he couldn't help me. ”

"He who has fallen to the dust is already useless!"

"Is the Aoyama Sect worth it...... Look at Ning Moli's appearance, he is insane, he is homeless, is it sad, is it a pity, he can only hope for Han Dong——"

Wait a minute!

Wang Youwei raised his head suddenly, staring at Qing Xukang: "What do you mean?

The news that Han Dong was Ning Moli's disciple was not widely spread.

In particular, the master of the Tieyang Sect was seriously injured by a slap, and the Tieyang Sect immediately blocked the news, causing not too many people to know about Ning Mo's departure from the air.

Moreover.

Wang Youwei is in the defense formation, how can he have the heart to pay attention to the miscellaneous anecdotes of the martial arts world.

"Oh, you don't know. The corners of Qing Xu's mouth grinned: "At that time, when Ning Moli and I were fighting fiercely, Han Dong was still an ordinary person who had not yet practiced martial arts, and he was watching from the sidelines. ”

"Hey, less than a year. ”

"In such a short period of time, Han Dong has become the pinnacle of the world-class martial arts realm, and the level of force is comparable to the realm of high-ranking military generals, and I have to praise Han Dong for his extraordinary talent, and Ning Moli has a good way of teaching. ”

Contralateral.

Wang Youwei swallowed his saliva and said in a daze: "Han Dongnai is the disciple of Old Mr. Ning, the only disciple of the Qingshan Sect. ”

Qing Xu smiled slightly and picked up the teacup.

In fact, I came here today just to taste the tea art of my former comrades-in-arms. But it's not the same as it was then, and I don't know if it's a regression or if they've changed.

Thereupon.

Qing Xu took a sip of tea and asked softly: "If you are faced with a life-and-death decision, you will probably still have to fight to the death and not retreat, but what should Han Dong do and order Han Dong to die with you?"

"The future is immeasurable, let it be sacrificed?"

Phew.

Qing Xu got up and stared at Wang Youwei: "Answer me." ”

"I don't know. ”

Wang Youwei took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the scattered tea leaves floating on the tea water, and he was speechless for a while.

——

Jiangnan School, inside the dormitory.

Han Dong leaned against the window, looking at the noisy students coming in and out below, his eyes were leisurely, and he felt unprecedented peace and leisure.

It is different from the world of martial arts, and it is different from the defense formation.

In Jiangnan University, there is only academic knowledge, only carefree, and only desirable youth. Even if there are occasional annoyances, they have nothing to do with life and death.

Just after fighting fiercely with the giant wolf demon and working together with the team members in the organization to encircle and suppress the demon, Han Dong's mind was tense until he returned to the dormitory, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The school environment is indeed comfortable.

Admitted to Jiangnan University with grades, learning professional knowledge normally, experiencing the university environment, and living a good life.

As a matter of fact.

Only after experiencing the danger of life and death can we know the value of a peaceful life, and there is nothing wrong with being plain, and you can also savor it.

"Still. ”

"I don't belong here after all, and I have to find the philosophy student whose name is Salted Fish Anle as soon as possible. If you really see the trajectory of fate, does it matter how important the memory of your past life is?"

Han Dong groaned secretly.

In fact, long before Zhou Zhanpeng handed him the piece of paper, he finalized his idea and no longer deliberately imitated his previous life, and this life should have a life in this life.

Buzzing.

The phone trembled, and Aunt Lin came with a message.

Han Dong suppressed his distracting thoughts, clicked on it and looked at it twice, and a smile was outlined on the corner of his mouth.

In the past two days, he communicated with He Xuan and other martial arts students. The tens of billions of Chinese dollars borrowed from the martial arts students will be credited soon, and there will be two or three more days.

I thought about it for a while.

Han Dong called Aunt Lin back and gave a brief explanation.

Fortunately, Lin Qingmei knew the concept of the martial arts world and understood the extraordinary status of martial arts practitioners, so he made excuses at will without explaining in detail.

Follow.

Hang up the phone and log in to the QQ chat interface.

He smiled and sent a message to Zhang Hao: "Are you free, please eat." ”

More than ten seconds passed.

Zhang Hazy replied in surprise: "Didn't you have something to do this morning, I was participating in the primary selection of the singing competition...... And Jia Wei is here. ”

Primary?

The good voice of Jiangnan University organized by the student union?

Han Dong was stunned, and said with a smile: "Well, I haven't heard you sing yet, where are you in the primary election." ”

"At the school activity center, you're coming. Zhang Hao posted a picture of a cat staring at round black eyes, and he was quite excited: "There are quite a lot of people, and there are also members of the student union organizing order." ”

"Nope. ”

Han Dong replied, yawning by the way.

"Mm-hmm, there should be a chance in the future...... I sing so well, I can sing whatever you want. Zhang hazy pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes fluttered twice.

"Come to a song for a man to be self-reliant?"

Han Dong replied with a smile and rubbed his slightly sleepy eyebrows.

Recently, with the hard practice of painting mountain piles, he is often tired and sleepy, which is also the inevitable follow-up effect of high-frequency piles.

The same is true for practicing anode piles in the past.

As the core secret of the Qingshan Sect, the painted mountain pile is extraordinary. The degree of esoteric is far greater than that of anode piles. Even if he practiced to the first mountain realm and was inspired, practicing five or six times a day was already Han Dong's limit.

Phew.

He closed the curtains.

The afterglow of dusk shone on the school, and there was a lot of noise outside, Han Dong exhaled, gently lay on the iron frame bed, and sent a voice message to Zhang Hao: "I'm a little tired, let's rest first." ”

The other side.

Zhang Hao was about to find a secluded place, when he heard Han Dong's voice, he hurriedly said, "Then you have a good rest first, and then contact when you wake up." ”

Han Dong didn't reply, lying on the bed.

At dusk, when the outside world was noisy and the room was quiet, he felt that the flow rate of blood in his body seemed to slow down a little.

Could it be—

Is there a higher layer on top of the blood form of lead and mercury?

"Hmm. ”

"Let's try it first. Han Dong shook his head, picked up the fruit knife under the bed, and gently slashed it on his right arm.

Snort.

In the dormitory, there was a grinding sound.

This sharp fruit knife could not cut the skin on the surface of the body, leaving only a white mark.

"The skin is so thick?"

Han Dong smacked his tongue, and measured by the common sense in life, he clearly knew how incredible he was when he fought fiercely with demons and monsters.

It's no wonder that Shizun has always emphasized his tenacity strengths.

Ordinary fruit knives can't cut through the skin on the surface of the body.

"Try again. ”

Han Dong was ruthless, picked up the fruit knife, and slashed straight at his arm, as if there was a trace of breaking the air.

Bite!!

The blade of the fruit knife exploded at the time of the landing.

Snort.

The fruit knife that sacrificed eight Chinese coins also had a slight wound on his right arm, and a small amount of blood flowed out, containing a trace of shining brilliance.

What the?

Han Dong was taken aback and observed carefully.

"Like lead, like mercury?"

"No, that's not right. Like lead and mercury, it contains only a glimmer of brilliance, and my blood ...... It seems to contain a metallic luster. ”

Tick.

Blood dripped onto the floor of the dormitory, and there was a sound.

After about three or four seconds of separation, the metallic luster in the blood gradually fades, and it is no different from normal blood.

"I see. ”

"The foundation of my body is too strong, and the refining of the liquid internal force is stronger than the refining of the internal force of the condensing mist, which has caused a mysterious change in the blood coagulation process. ”