Returning to Yunxian Mountain, the higher you go, the stronger the aura.

After Yan Yuchen came out of the Yu family villa, he didn't go far, so he asked the bodyguard to stop, got out of the car, and said that he wanted to go around alone and go home by himself when the time came.

The bodyguard didn't dare to ask more and drove back.

Yan Yuchen walked along the coiled mountain road towards the top of the mountain.

On the top of the hill sat more luxurious villas, and far away, there were sentry guards, heavily guarded, as if they were some kind of heavy land.

Yan Yuchen went into the mountains and forests and walked towards a secluded and uninhabited place.

It was still early, so he decided to practice here for a day and then go home, and ate the cake in his stomach in the morning, but he still hadn't finished digesting it at the moment, so he wasn't hungry.

I found an open space, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

The aura here is indeed a little richer than that of the White Cloud Temple, but it is still much worse than the Xuan Realm.

So after a day, Yan Yuchen didn't refine much, and even the spiritual power consumed when he was healing Yu Tingyu before couldn't be fully replenished.

In the dantian, the crystal of spiritual power is still only a vague prototype.

Before you know it, the sun has sailed to the west.

Yan Yuchen patted the fallen leaves on his body, stood up, and returned to the road.

When he walked to the winding mountain road, he remembered that he had forgotten to bring money with him again, could it be that this time, he had to run back again?

That's not good, this time the road is too far, if you really want to walk back, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach home on the branches of the moon.

There is no way, I can only go back to Yu's house to borrow some money, although it is a shame, but it is better than being tired and breaking my leg.

Just a few steps down the hill, an extended black sedan pulled out of the corner and headed up the hill.

Yan Yuchen got to the side of the road, and was about to walk over, but the black car suddenly stopped, the driver's window opened, and a black man with a bald head poked his head out, stared at him coldly, and asked in fluent Chinese: "Where did the kid come from?"

Yan Yuchen glanced at his shiny bald head and said, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

The black man's face sank, he opened the car door, and walked down, his tall body was extremely strong, and his face was full of vigilance: "The mountains are all my master's property, and you appear here, and you are walking, either a thief or a spy! Be honest, let me search my body, or I will break your neck!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his black palm and grabbed Yan Yuchen's shoulder.

Yan Yuchen's eyes narrowed, he didn't avoid it, he stretched out his hand, and grabbed the big black hand he stretched out, and with a light dust, with a "snap", the tall and strong black man instantly weakened his legs and knelt on the ground.

"If you know it's wrong, just apologize, why bother making such a big gift?"

Yan Yuchen smiled faintly, let go of his hand, and prepared to leave.

The black man roared suddenly, took out a pistol from his bosom, aimed it at his forehead, and said with a sinister smile: "Sure enough, there is a problem!

Yan Yuchen's eyes showed a cold glow, stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "You really want to be like this?"

The black man sneered, and when he was about to speak, the window in the back row slowly opened a gap, and a cold voice said: "Han, your skills are not as good as others, why do you have to pull out your gun? Put it away, don't be embarrassed in front of the masters." ”

The black man's face was flushed, his chest was straight, his legs were together, and he said respectfully, "Yes, Miss!"

The car door slowly opened, and a girl in a snow-white princess dress walked down, looking at the young man in front of her calmly, and said, "Let's try it, how about it?"

Yan Yuchen didn't speak, his body couldn't help trembling, his eyes widened, his eyes stared straight at the stunning girl in front of him, the shock and joy in his heart made him burst into tears in an instant, and he couldn't help himself.

It's her! It's her!

If this is not a dream, then why is she alive in this world?

Could it be that God had mercy and gave him a chance to atone for his sins?

"Boom ......"

With tears streaming down his face, he threw himself on him with his arms outstretched.

"Bang!"

However, what awaited him was not a warm and excited hug, but a fragrant snow-white fist.

Yan Yuchen was beaten backwards and fell down, sat on the ground, still full of tears, crying with joy, stood up and opened his arms again, pounced, and said, "Boom......"

"Bang!"

Another punch.

He sat on the ground again, stood up crying and laughing, and said, "It's okay, even if you beat, I owe you, and I am willing to kill me, I'm so happy......"

As he spoke, he pounced with open arms.

"Bang!"

What awaited him this time was the girl's skirt fluttering kick, and the words of disgust and disdain: "Hooligans!"

Yan Yuchen had a blue nose and swollen face, stood up tenaciously, pounced again, and begged: "Huh, let me hug, before you kill me, please let me hug ......"

The black man took out his gun and said angrily: "Miss, let Han kill him little pervert!"

The girl ignored him, got into the car with a frosty face, closed the door with a "bang", and said, "Go, leave him alone." ”

Yan Yuchen was like a dog, pitifully holding the door with his two hands, crying and begging: "Hey, open the door, you let me go up, don't go......"

The girl sat in the car, her face cold, and her eyes looked away.

The black man got into the car, and as soon as he started the car, Yan Yuchen smashed the glass of the rear window with a punch, pulled the girl's clothes, wiped his tears and said: "Huh, don't go, please don't go, I was wrong...... I don't dare to you off again...... I swear, I swear......"

"Damn it!"

The black man hurriedly opened the car door and got down, took out a pistol and pointed it at his head, and shouted angrily: "Let go! If you don't let go, I ......."

"Click!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuchen grabbed his pistol, pinched it lightly, and the pistol fell into pieces, and then flew up and kicked him directly into the bushes next to the mountain road, and disappeared.

"Han!"

The girl's face changed slightly, the car door was pushed, she walked down, and punched Yan Yuchen in the face.

Yan Yuchen didn't dare to dodge, let alone fight back, with tears of joy on his face, he greeted him, and then he "banged", his head was raised, and he fell to the ground.

The black man crawled out of the bushes in disarray, vomited blood from his mouth, and cried out with horror on his face: "Miss, run!

This boy is so powerful!

"Hug, hug ......"

Yan Yuchen got up, opened his arms again, and pounced, just about to take the girl into his arms, the girl's feet suddenly hit his chest, her legs opened like a horse, and her beautiful eyes were full of coldness.

"You've mistaken someone. ”

The girl said coldly, and pushed him out with a force on her legs.

Yan Yuchen wiped his tears and shook his head, and said, "No, I won't recognize the wrong person, you are my hum, and I know you when you turn into ashes." All you have to do is let me hug and you'll think of me. ”

As he spoke, he pounced with open arms.

The girl's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly spun around and jumped up, flew up and kicked him in the face, kicking him out directly and falling into the bushes far away.

"Hmph, it's the first time I've seen someone treat my sister like this, it's disgusting. ”

The girl snorted coldly, straightened her flying skirt, got into the car, and said, "Let's go." ”