219 The Leader of Bo Baijia Sharing a Bed!?

The old man didn't say what this glass cup was, but said mysteriously: This thing has a great origin, but it should never be told by me, and the secret of heaven must not be revealed.

On the way back, Han Xu said with a wry smile, "I must have owed you in my previous life, otherwise I would have been saved by you again and again, and I wouldn't have been able to pay it back." ”

Since ancient times, it has been the most difficult to accept the grace of beauties, and it is the most difficult to repay the debt of favors, coincidentally, Han Xu has accounted for both.

"So, be my slave." Pansy stopped and said solemnly, "I'm serious. ”

Han Xu smiled lightly, and didn't dwell on this issue with her, "Go back." ”

If you owe, you will pay it back, and what Han Xu hates the most is debt, among which personal debt is the first.

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"Don't always sleep on a stone bed, no matter how strong you are, it's not good for your health after all. It's called Simmons, lie down and try it. Han Xu put the wide and soft mattress on the stone bed and made a gesture of invitation to the pansy.

Pansy lay down like a stream, and then just liked the feeling of comfort for a moment. Simmons had an unparalleled allure for her, a man who had slept in stone beds for thousands of years. Who wouldn't want to make their lives a little more comfortable if they could!?

It was rare to see a hint of laziness on Pansy's face, and the light smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to illuminate the entire abyss. People who don't like to laugh are the most beautiful when they laugh, Han Xu seemed to feel something, took out the violin with his backhand, and the melodious and elegant tune swayed with the dance of his hands, like a tactful stream. Quietly flowing in the heart.

This is the first time since his mother's death that Han Xu has played so happily and so selflessly, even the most skillful skills in the world can't play his feelings at the moment.

At some point, Pansy sat up, fascinated, her tail swaying gently to the rhythm. She looked at this weak man who could always surprise her, her eyes flashed inexplicably, and her determination that had been a little shaken by his repeated refusals suddenly became stronger than ever, and one day, she would make him her slave.

Music is not an art, it is a soul. When one's soul is overflowing with sorrow. Then his music can bring tears to tears. If his soul is full of joy, then even a cold person will smile for it.

At the end of the song, Pansy nodded at him, not sparing her compliments. "This song should only be in heaven."

Han Xu smiled when he heard this. "Favorite words to hear. I'll play you a song every day. ”

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Although the watch and mobile phone on Han Xu's wrist stopped working the moment he arrived in Hell, this did not mean that there was no time in Hell.

Time in hell is not divided into day and night, it is divided into two phases: day and moon. Each phase lasts fourteen and a half days, and the cycle repeats. Where the sun and moon come from has always been a mystery, and the Ten Hall Yamas and the like should know where it came from, but these lords are the masters of the entire hell, and they don't want to say, who can ask!?

The timeline in Hell is also out of sync with the human realm, if you want to convert it...... Well, one day in the human world is equal to twenty-one days in hell. There is a black stone in Hell called a scale stone, the size of an egg, with a smooth and soft surface, like a nephrite. The stone itself changes over time, from black to white, and when it glows, it means that you have spent a day in hell.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Han Xu has been in hell for three days.

Although it was said that the Heartbroken Heart Gu had been eliminated, Han Xu was not happy. The injuries on his body have been all over the place, but what really makes him sad is his cultivation. Since the yin and yang in his body were confused, even if the yin qi gradually recovered, he still couldn't cast any spells, the yin and yang qi made a mess of his body, and the seven seas in the lower abdomen were completely broken, and his whole person is now in a state of chaos, this situation is that Shura, who has seen and practiced for thousands of years, also said that it is unheard of, in the words of Pansy, it is a miracle that he can survive in this state.

On top of that, the place where he was now worries him even more. This is a canyon, called the Evil Thoughts Corner, the stream is more than 2,000 meters deep, about 8,000 miles long, this place is called the abyss of despair by the outside world. In this abyss, there are thousands of creatures of all kinds, and the place where they are now is a safe place that the Shura people have managed to carve out over thousands of years.

The Shura clan was ordered to guard this place. Since it is a town guard, it naturally means that this place is not very peaceful. That's right, it's not just not peaceful, it's not too much to call it dangerous! Almost every time he goes to war, he dies nine times, and there are as many as 20,000 Shura who have died in battle in thousands of years!

You must know that a larger Shura tribe is about 8,000 people, and the number of people killed in battle alone is enough to support three Shura tribes! In terms of Shura's long life, more than 20,000 people have died in thousands of years, so it is not impossible to call this place the meat grinder of Shura.

The culprit of this tragedy was a creature known as the Filthy Wood Worm, and no one knew where this creature came from, even the Ten Temple Yamas said they didn't know. What exactly does the filthy wood worm look like, none of these Shura who are lacking in words can describe it well, and the explanations are strange, but from their descriptions, Han Xu found a few things in common.

A social creature that is surprisingly large, good at retreating, has a very good appetite, and eats almost anything! This abyss was originally only a hundred zhang long, but because of the good appetite of this filthy wood worm, it has now expanded to eight thousand miles! In order to prevent this abyss from spreading again, their Shura clan reached an agreement with the Ten Hall Yamas, and ordered them to guard this evil horn and start a fight with the filthy wood worm that lasted for thousands of years.

The only good news is that he has integrated into the Shura group very well, and he is mixing well.

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"No, no, no! The force was used incorrectly! The arms should be straight, the spine should not be bent, the legs should be forced, and the waist should not be twisted too much...... Are you a Lurumon? Like this! A big man with muscles raised his fist and struck at a rapid speed, rushing through a distance of more than ten meters like a teleportation to the front of the rock wall. A punch punches a hole the size of a basin in the rock wall.

You're the Lulu Beast! Your whole family is a Lulumon! Han Xu sneered, obviously dissatisfied with this Shura comparing himself to a poor beast that looked like a pig with a low IQ, but Han Xu also had to admit that this guy did have a set, and in thirteen days, Han Xu felt that he could beat the previous ten in hand-to-hand combat now!

In the past, it was a wild way, but now this is the killing technique that these Shura have explored for thousands of years, and the two are not comparable at all.

"Okay, Huzi, take a break, it's my time." A lean man standing next to him clapped his hands and stood up. Signal the Tailed Fire Tiger to come down. (The women of the Shura clan are named after flowers.) Men are named after the stars)

"What I'm going to teach you today is the sixth turn of the Dou Xuan Eight Turns, I told you before that the battle scythe is a strange and dangerous route because of its structure. This sixth turn is the most dangerous move. Rabbits. Come and give me a hand. The lean man beckoned to a petite girl on the periphery.

β€œhaode。 Fifth brother. Fang Ritu answered, and deftly flew over the stone fence, shrunk and twisted his waist and came to Bi Yuewu's body. Obviously, her light body kung fu has reached the highest level.

Bi Yuewu was not polite to her, and as soon as he shook his hand, a black war sickle appeared in his hand, and the sickle was hooked and slashed, and his head was slanted over. Fang Ritu stretched out her hands and put on a glove as light as a tulle, her body was short, her toes were a little, like a meteor in the sky, she flashed away, and she had come to Bi Yuewu's approach, and her hands were raised one by one and the other was horizontally struck Bi Yuewu's chin and sternum.

But Bi Yuewu seemed to have been prepared, his body was weirdly outward, and the war sickle was hooked back horizontally, taking advantage of the advantage of being an inch long and an inch strong, and this sickle came from behind to cut the willow waist of Fang Ritu.

Fang Ritu had to look back and parry, and the two of them made a mistake, but at this time, Bi Yuewu really tried to see the dagger, revealing his killing move, only to see that the war sickle in his hand did not stop, and his hands turned one hundred and eighty degrees backwards, and the war sickle rotated in his hand like a whirlwind to cut the back of Fang Ritu's heart. The dark blade formed a sharp spiral storm.

Fortunately, the two of them just wanted to demonstrate to Han Xu, and they each had their own spare strength, and they accepted the trick when they clicked until they clicked, but even so, Han Xu was still shocked by the change of this rabbit's rise and fall This skill, this proficiency, completely exploded Han Xu's province!

"This technique is virtual and real, and the angle and timing are very important. Whether it's a move or a second move, it can be very useful, but this trick requires unparalleled eyesight and fast reaction speed, which you have to practice on your own. Bi Yuewu took the battle scythe and looked at Han Xu and smiled, "Do you want me to demonstrate it again?" ”

Han Xu shook his head, stretched out his hand and knocked on his head, "It's already printed here." ”

This is true, since he became an onmyoji, as long as he wants to remember things, whether it is sounds, movements, or words, he can remember them clearly after reading them once. If it weren't for that, his strength wouldn't have progressed so quickly.

Bi Yuewu nodded with satisfaction, turned around and retreated. This human being is very smart, basically not too difficult things, just teach him once, he can learn a good look, and the learning ability haode scares the ghost to death!

"Alright, the next thing is the old one." The old man before walked up step by step, "It's still the old rule, just the knowledge I told you yesterday, today I will give you three curses, and you are responsible for using the materials I gave you to make the antidote yourself." Don't take chances, if you can't solve it, you'll really die. ”

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People come and go, almost all of them have ended up once, and each Shura has more or less taught Han Xu some proud skills, although it can't be regarded as a thing that presses the bottom of the box, but after thousands of years of evolution, how can the means that can be retained to this day be inferior!? At this time, Han Xu can be regarded as the head of the Bo Baijia family and a blessing in disguise.

With such a brain that is good at memorizing, Han Xu uses it perfectly to the extreme, and whether he understands what everyone teaches or not, he will write it down and leave it for later study slowly.

After Zuihou, a woman with a beautiful figure, walked away, Han Xu fell to the ground, and he could be regarded as having completed the day's struggle. He was tossed for five hours in a row, and at this moment he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground and couldn't stand up. Pansy walked over and reached out to pick him up, carrying him away like a drowning cat. It seemed like a slow walk, but in fact, it took less than half a minute for them to reach the cave where they lived.

Pansy threw Han Xu casually like garbage, and Han Xu was thrown into the bath bucket with a 'poof', the bath bucket was full of brown medicinal juice, and the taste was not good, but the effect was surprisingly good. As soon as he soaked in the medicated bath, he was surrounded by a tingling sensation, as if countless tiny hands were massaging every pore. He breathed a long sigh of relief.

After almost being exhausted on the spot on the first day, Han Xu found that this method of being oppressed to the extreme was also an excellent way to exercise physical fitness. This group of Shura didn't know what mercy was at all, and they would do their best to squeeze out a little bit of his strength. And under such extreme training, it is necessary to need such a bucket of neutralizing soothing to help him relax and repair his body. Otherwise, if you continue to practice in this way, even the Transformers will also be broken.

Regardless of standing aside and staring at his pansy with his eyes, Han Xu stripped himself in the bathtub, anyway, this medicinal juice was also opaque, and he didn't have that much pressure.

Pansy glanced at the clothes he had dropped on the floor, then at Simmons on the stone bed, and she suddenly said, "You'll sleep in bed tonight too." (To be continued......)

PS: There was a delay, and there was a sudden power outage at home when I coded the word. This chapter is posted regularly