It's a little interesting, it's interesting, but it also means it's not too much.

This feeling may be the degree to which it can be used as a pastime.

The girl's weapon was the silver armor on her legs, or her boots, but it didn't matter to Han Ling, he just thought that Lilith was really chic and interesting to use it as a weapon, and he was a little interested in her leg work.

So he bent down and made a gesture of please.

There was no return salute, only in the next moment, Lilith suddenly flashed in front of Han Ling, her right leg bent on her knees, and her toes kicked straight at Han Ling's chin with the strong wind.

Seeing the girl's white thighs, Han Ling almost unconsciously glanced further somewhere.

Well, sometimes he really thinks that safety pants are simply the first evil in this world.

In this case, he was still in the mood to think about such a boring thing, which only showed that Han Ling didn't actually take this blow to heart, in fact, while he was still thinking about it, his body had already deftly flashed to the left, giving way to the sharp tip of his boot.

Lilith slid her right leg and fell towards Han Ling's shoulder, swinging her right hand upward.

Although it is said that it is the right hand swinging, but because the windbreaker on the girl's body is really big, the sleeves are so big that the sleeves have covered the palm that should be white and tender, so it is the right hand that is waved up, but it is the sleeve on the right side that is waved up.

The water blade formed by the condensed mist slashed towards Han Ling.

Han Ling sighed lightly, he didn't expect that the girl who challenged him in front of him would be a two-star commander realm demon protector.

Obviously, she looks about the same size as a duck, right? .

Han Ling stepped back, dodging Lilith's slashing leg, and threw a dagger to disperse the fog blade, the dagger was inserted into the ground and quickly dissipated, Han Ling couldn't help but frown.

It wasn't that Han Ling took the initiative to disperse the death mist and let the dagger dissipate, but it naturally disintegrated, or should it be said...... Corrupted?

That's probably what Lilith's mist does, right?

This was something that needed a little attention, and Han Ling thought to himself that he might not directly touch her mist until he understood how corrosive that mist was.

With such a decision, Han Ling began to deliberately distance himself from Lilith, only relying on the dagger he threw to restrict the girl's movements, observing her every move, and began to look for the "flaws" that loomed in her.

His eyes seemed to be watching the girl's legs, but they weren't just tracking the boots.

The sharp blade is intimidating, but it should not be intimidated, not just one of them, but the whole picture.

Lilith's calf kicked over again, but this time, Han Ling's eyes had already keenly caught the girl's movements, and the dead mist began to condense in her hand, and she could launch a counterattack in the next moment, or even defeat the enemy with one blow.

However, at this moment, when the death mist was about to condense and form, a dead qi from nowhere suddenly appeared, Han Ling frowned slightly, dodged the girl's attack again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt more carefully to explore the origin of that dead air.

Unlike the death mist that he summoned and summoned to descend death, this death qi was not released by someone, but more like it spread faintly from a place where bones were buried.

It's like the wisp of death I felt after discussing with Zhao Qianyu last night.

But he couldn't find the source of the death qi, so he could only conclude that it was some kind of unspeakable existence, maybe the dead soul or the zombie, or maybe the cruel killing that had happened here in the past, such a powerful death revealed a trace of his own breath, and all he could do was to remind the people of the stars to be vigilant.

He wanted to feel the faint death breath again, but his perception was ruthlessly interrupted.

Because Lilith's pursuit has arrived.

The right leg landed on the ground with a crisp crash, and at the same time, the left foot grazed the floor backwards and slashed forward, targeting the opponent's flank.

Distraction in the middle of the battle is a taboo, and Han Ling can't help but feel a little irritated at this time, the slightest breath of death is absent but he doesn't know where it comes from, if he can't find the trace of death, he is always a little worried about the safety of his companions, a dagger in his hand is thrown to the tip of Lilith's boot, making a crisp and pleasant collision sound, Lilith bent her left knee and drew a circle in the air.

A mist line wrapped around Han Ling's right arm, and the sleeve of his coat hissed, and he was expressionless, pulling his right hand to the fog line.

His hand was not corroded, a layer of dead mist condensed and protected his palm, the thread was straightened and contracted sharply, but it could not be strangled into the flesh after all.

With a pull, the fog line directly collapsed, and the part of the clothes under the fog line on Han Ling's body directly turned into powder and drifted away, Han Ling looked at Lilith's eyes, shrugged and said, "Forget it if I lose", and then turned around and walked directly into the distance.

"This classmate!" the teacher shouted behind Han Ling, but Han Ling left as if he hadn't heard, and the teacher didn't know why and didn't move to stop him.

He was going to find the source of that dead breath again, and he was going to verify his and Zhao Qianyu's conjectures last night.

As disrespectful as this is to one's own opponents, what does it matter?

It's just a slightly pretty girl, so why should I care too much about her feelings?

Of course, Lilith didn't know this, she didn't know what Han Ling felt, and naturally she didn't know why she left, and she didn't know that Han Ling's original purpose of coming here was not to go to the principality to be an official after graduating from school, the silver leg armor was gone, she hugged her arms to her chest, her cheeks were already bulging, and her eyes were full of unhappiness.

She only felt that Han Ling was fighting herself perfunctorily, nothing more.

This guy just casually took a few moves from himself and directly admitted defeat, didn't he not regard himself as an opponent at all? If there is a chance, he must be cleaned up.

Lilith thought so and stood back in the class queue.

Han Ling felt it slowly and walked slowly.

But the dead air has been ethereal, and it can't find a place to come from.

Before he knew it, he had walked out of the unknown distance, and then Han Ling met Cheng Ye who seemed to be bowing his head and contemplating next to the small lake.

"Are you skipping class?" Han Ling smiled, stood on tiptoe and patted Cheng Ye's shoulder, and asked casually.

"It's not interesting. Cheng Ye shook his head, but did not deny Han Ling's words.

This kind of "nothing interesting" and the like may sound ridiculous, but it is a good reason for the people of the stars to do something: because it is not interesting, they will not attend the class.

Perhaps.

Cheng Ye also felt a familiar aura out of nowhere, and decided to try to find it but found nothing, thinking about it and asking: "Do you feel anything familiar?"

Han Ling was a little surprised, he had naturally known that Cheng Ye's demon soul was actually a sin after living together for nearly a year, he just didn't expect Cheng Ye to have this inexplicable feeling, and he was even more shocked by what this meant.

So maybe this somewhat bold conjecture is true?

"Yes, I feel death, what about you?"

"It's sin. ”

Han Ling was silent for a moment, and then spoke, "Come to my room tonight." ”

It is too easy for a man to say to another man, "Come to my room at night", and the corners of Cheng Ye's mouth twitched slightly, "You won't tell me what's okay in your room, right?"

Han Ling didn't care what Cheng Ye said, he held his chin, "I have to let that pair of brothers and sisters come over too, this matter may be a little complicated," asked Cheng Ye casually, "I heard, you are very brave, huh?"

The corners of Cheng Ye's mouth twitched even more.

It is worth mentioning that after the actual combat class, Lilith found Han Ling and wanted to fight him again, but was rejected by Han Ling's sentence "Are you idle, even if you are idle, I have something to do, so please don't disturb me for the time being", and was ridiculed by everyone for deserving to be single.

After nightfall, including Zhao Qianyu's perfect acting skills of pretending to lose the bedroom key and dragging the concierge to the perfect acting, everyone gathered in Hanling's room, but only one candle was lit in the room.

"How can I have the feeling that the villains are collectively plotting in a legendary story?" Wang Tianyu scratched his head, he didn't know what he was being asked for.

"In fact, we're probably not going to do much better than the villain. Zhao Qianyu smiled bitterly, "If my conjecture with Han Ling is correct." ”

"What?" Wang Tianyu subconsciously touched the war hammer on his waist, although his thinking was not rigid and rigid, he was still the young man with a strong sense of justice in essence, and he was not afraid to stand up and fight against the evil that might exist.

The duck directly pinched Wang Tianyu's waist and said to Zhao Qianyu: "It's better not to sell Guanzi." ”

Han Ling and Zhao Qianyu glanced at each other, and finally it was Han Ling who spoke.

"Do you still remember, why did that guy Mo Yan teach us, why did he lure us to this academy, he knew that we all had our own problems to solve, and he also knew that he had treasures to find, why did he let us come here to live such a leisurely campus life?

Cheng Ye and Duck Bird, who were thinking quickly, had already figured out the relationship, and couldn't help but sigh softly, while Tianxun looked at Han Ling in confusion, although Wang Tianyu didn't know what Han Ling meant, but when he heard his sister's unbelievable voice, he knew that Bird Bird must have come up with an answer, so he didn't care.

Han Ling took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as if to calm his mind before continuing:

"What academy needs two transcendent saints to sit in?"