"Big brother, your strength is so great, it's me, I'll come to see your ......"

Zhong Kang finally got up on the ground, looking at his eldest brother with an aggrieved expression.

When Zhu San saw that it was Zhong Kang's figure, his rapid breathing gradually stopped, and the nervous mood eased a little.

He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and neck, and relaxed his tense body: "Zhongkang, why did you come to visit me in the middle of the night?

Zhong Kang laughed frankly: "Assassin, how is it possible? Our Overlord Martial Arts Hall is heavily guarded, and not a single fly can fly in. ”

"Heh~" Zhu San smiled frankly: "I hope so..... Eh, what are you doing here, it's not just to see me in the middle of the night, right?"

Zhong Kang smiled mysteriously again and sat on the edge of the bed: "Actually, it's okay to say that there is something, and it's okay to say that it's okay......"

Zhu San didn't want to listen to him: "If you have anything, just say it quickly, don't hide it, why have you become a stumbling now?"

Finally, Zhong Kang was dull for a long time, and finally spoke: "I'm thinking about the cold food, I've been sleeping hard for the cold food for the past few days, and I can't sleep at night, if he comes back, what will you do......"

"Don't mention him to me, he's an unfilial son, it's said that he is now in Humen, and he is willing to be a lackey of Humen, so I'm really angry......"

"Actually, he ...... in the cold," Zhongkang also wanted to explain.

"You don't have to intercede for him here, if he dares to come back, I will break his legs and pick his tendons, so that this white-eyed wolf will not be able to go in the future. ”

"Big brother, listen to me, he is not what you think. ”

"No matter what he does, as long as the people who are with Humen are my enemies, no matter who they are...... And that includes you. Zhu San finally glanced at Zhong Kang fiercely, and his cold eyes were called iron-blooded and ruthless.

Zhong Kang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and drooped down again, he knew that it was futile to justify, and looked at the window silently, thinking that the cold food at this time must have been very sad.

"Yes, I know big brother, Humen is our 'enemy'. Zhong Kang let out a long sigh and said in a low voice of despair.

And Hanshi, as Zhong Kang imagined, was dull and couldn't extricate himself from the pain of grief, leaning on the edge of the bed and whispering

cried, enduring all his pain, for fear of alarming his father.

His fists clenched, his body trembled, and under the cold wind of late autumn, Hanshi's heart was like that bright flower, withering little by little at this moment.

And what killed him was his father, who had been amiable since he was a child.

At this moment, a steady footstep came, and Hanshi suddenly put on his mask, jumped up and flew forward from the eaves and roof tiles, without a piece of tile landing, drawing out the ghostly shadow, like a hero of the world, walking on the road of escape with sadness and grief.

But what Hanshi didn't expect was that he hadn't been doing it for long. On the eaves high up, in the moonlight, he spotted a dark shadow. Like him, the shadow walked on the high eaves.

Han Shi was stunned for a moment, his forehead was wrinkled, and he definitely wasn't a person from the Overlord Martial Arts Hall.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have left the Avenue of Stars and didn't go, and I had to climb over the wall and get in.

Although his father's words made Hanshi heartbroken, this is the home where he has lived since he was a child.

No matter how ruthless his family is, Hanshi will never allow outsiders to act for the tiger in his own home.

Hanshi chased after the black shadow, climbed over a few high walls, climbed over a few eaves, and came to the bamboo forest in the backyard of his house, the man in black disappeared mysteriously in front of Hanshi's face as if the world had evaporated.

The wind of late autumn blows the bamboo forest, but the green leaves meet the moonlight, dancing in the middle forest, tumbling and gradually falling.

Hanshi walked vigilantly in it, stepping on the fallen leaves with the soles of his feet, and the sound was very loud, but the black shadow disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace at all.

In the end, the cold food slowly stopped, and when I looked around, except for the bamboo, all that was left was a miserable cold wind.

Hanshi stood there for a long time, but never found any trace. Hanshi sighed dullly, a little relaxed, thinking that the black shadow had left here.

But just as he relaxed, a bamboo in the distance suddenly shook. Under the desolate moonlight, thousands of bamboo leaves are like sharp knives out of the sheath, flying violently towards the cold food.

The black shadow was also mixed with thousands of bamboo leaves, holding a sharp blade, and rushing towards the cold food through the gorgeous cover of the bamboo leaves.

The flickering cold light of the blade caught Hanshi's attention for a moment, and he quickly turned around to dodge, the bamboo leaves were as sharp as knives, firmly piercing the tree

Trunk.

Due to the light of the moon, Han Shi only looked clear at this time, and the black shadow lurking in his home was actually the black-clothed man who snatched the snow lotus, and the gauntlet also shone with the evil light of the past at this time.

The cold food instantly exerted his strength, using his immortal skills, a burst of white cold light flickered, and the cold breath burst out instantly.

When the leaves fell, the powerful aura spread to the surroundings, and the tough bamboo began to sway with the wind.

However, due to the short time, before Han Shi could open all the immortal veins on his body, the blade of the man in black was already above his neck.

The spiritual power that had just gathered in Han Shi's hand also began to dissipate at this time, the cold breath converged slightly, and the cold wind gradually stopped.

The bamboo swayed wildly, but finally stood up tenaciously.

Countless bamboo leaves tumbled and fluttered from the air, like dust scattered in the sky, floating in front of the eyes of the cold food, lying quietly on the cold blade of the man in black.

A cold wind blew, and the fallen leaves fluttered and flew into the distance, and finally sank into the fragrant earth.

Han Shi gradually raised his head, his eyes looking directly at the man in black.

But the man in black was still like that, wearing a cold mountain ghost mask, and the gauntlets on his shoulders reflected the sad moonlight, without revealing any information about his true identity to Hanshi.

"I didn't expect you to see your cultivation improve so fast for a few days, but people are walking in the rivers and lakes, and your strength is almost losing all the games, and you are still a little slower to shoot, it is precisely because of this that now, it is you ......who are dying," the man in black said in a ruthless and hoarse voice.

That kind of voice was terrifying, but Han Shi could hear that he was deliberately changing his voice to disguise his true voice, and it was not difficult for an immortal cultivator or demon cultivator to disguise his voice.

Han Shi's eyes turned twice, and he glanced at the sharp blade above his neck, as long as the man in black moved his hand slightly, he would die with a whimper,

But for some reason, Han Shi remembered what Su Qi'er said at the critical juncture of his life.

"Cold food, your temperament is too stubborn, you always like to drill the horns, think about what things are empathetic, maybe there is a better solution......"

"Empathy, you can't drill the tip of the horns......" Han Shi thought silently in his heart, but for some reason, when he thought of not being able to drill the tip of the horns, his mind was full of Liuyi's hanging appearance. The supreme Taoism of the last days

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