After talking for a long time, Han Qianye finally gave in.

The purple girl is simply a grinding little goblin, she was almost malnourished just now, if she stays there for a long time, I'm afraid she will become a skeleton by now.

Tempted himself in all sorts of seductive ways.

He's the kind of person who causes your fire, but doesn't put it out for you.

Although Zi Nu is the proprietress of Zi Lanxuan, she is still a virgin.

Would this kind of woman with strong martial arts, good looks, rich and powerful power hand over such an important thing so easily?

Of course not.

Han Qianye couldn't stand it anymore, so he agreed to send Han Fei back to the palace.

Although he didn't know where the palace was, anyone who asked about the palace would know.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, his task of handing over Han Fei to the guards at the gate was completed

There is a main street in Xinzheng City that leads directly to the palace, but tonight, it is not as lively and bustling as imagined, but it is pitch black, and there is no one.

But think about it, these people were still very conservative in their thinking during the Warring States Period, and they didn't go out much at night. Night markets first appeared in the Tang Dynasty.

Han Qianye didn't have any lighting tools in his hand, and he only took a lantern in his hand to walk here.

Han Qianye could feel that when he left Zilanxuan, no one followed.

This purple girl is really relieved, I didn't keep up.

The evening breeze blew, Han Qianye shivered, hurriedly walked quickly, this middle of the night is really a little infiltrating, hurry home, hurry up and rest.

Han Qianye wants to take out her phone to light it now, but the lights of this thing are a little loud, and the ghost knows if anyone is staring at him in the dark.

If you let others see that you have such a powerful thing, then you have to do it.

"Gross!!"

Han Fei spit out another big mouthful.

The pungent smell of wine and the sour smell irritated the cold night.

"Damn, big brother, can you spit on time, I almost vomited on my shoes."

Han Fei spit out as if he hadn't heard anyone speak.

"You're throwing up, aren't you?"

Han Fei didn't know what he was doing now, the wine blended with this kind of alcohol was easy to get drunk, and now he didn't know anything.

"What the hell did you eat? I haven't finished spitting up yet. ”

Han Feidu has been vomiting for half an hour, and he can still vomit now, and there is food in the things he vomits, and it is not stomach acid.

Could it be that he has a bad digestive system and has not digested what he ate the day before yesterday?

Forget it, now is not the time to care about this, the main thing now is to send this oil bottle to the palace.

A gust of wind struck, and Han Qianye's feet stopped, looking straight ahead.

There was a strange black fog in the air, and in the black fog, more than a dozen or twenty ghosts could be faintly seen.

These ghosts are all dressed as ancient warriors, some holding long swords and shields, and some holding bows and arrows with short blades.

Han Qianye turned to leave, but there was also a black fog not far behind him, and the road was blocked.

In front and behind are fierce ghost soldiers.

There are tigers in front and chasing soldiers in the back, and they can't run away if they want to.

Han Qianye knew that these ghost soldiers were all going for Han Fei, but they would definitely not let themselves live when they took Han Fei back to the palace, and now there is only one choice, only a battle!

These people are really ruthless at night, and as soon as they got a little news, they were going to kill Han Fei.

Han Fei just agreed to open the ground and help him solve the case, but he was chased and killed by the nightfall.

Han Qianye was speechless: "I can't fuck it, I'm so unlucky today." ”

Sou!

An arrow slammed into Han Fei. In the night sky, with the help of the moonlight, the cold light on the arrow faintly bloomed.

This made Han Qianye aware in time and dodged the fatal blow.

Looking at Han Fei, who was holding him, Han Qianye smiled bitterly: "I saved your life just now, I don't ask for much, as long as you give me your sister." ”

Then Han Qianye hid Han Fei under a table outside a restaurant on the side of the road, and blocked that table with a few tables, although it was not something indestructible, it could at least resist for a while.

The strength of these ghost soldiers is low, but they are still much stronger than ordinary soldiers.

Han Qianye looked at the ghost soldiers with contempt, and as soon as the frost sword came out, the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

In the dark, a figure shuddered, and looked at Han Qianye's eyes seriously: "What kind of divine weapon is this?" It can actually change the temperature around it, and the terrifying Bai Yifei's dual swords can't compare to this sword. ”

Han Qianye slashed towards these ghost soldiers!

Swish!

With the power of a sword, Qi Qi killed several ghost soldiers.

If Han Qianye's own strength is 1, then with the Frost Sword, his strength can suddenly increase to 3. It can be understood that the power of the Frost Sword is much stronger than the power of Han Qianye itself, which is equivalent to 1+2.

Han Qianye is very talented in his own right, so he can fully master this weapon and exert its full power.

A good weapon is so important.

Although the Sword Saint Gai Nie has always used a wooden sword, he himself said that as long as there is a sword in his heart, anything can be a sword, so it makes no difference if he uses a wooden sword to easily handle a good blade.

But that's just that he didn't encounter a truly formidable weapon.

If it is a super artifact-level weapon, the strength of the wielder will increase a lot.

At that point, it won't be as simple as addition and subtraction.

The ghost soldiers swarmed at this time, and all of them rushed towards Han Qianye.

The Frost Sword has its own power of ice, and Han Qianye's current internal force can not excite much elemental energy, but with the blessing of the Frost Sword, then this power is very powerful.

Some of the ghost soldiers in mid-air were frozen in the cold ice before they could move.

The ice shattered and turned into ice chips, and the ghost soldiers naturally died.

This kill efficiency is very fast.

Han Qianye knew that these ghost soldiers were just appetizers, and the truly powerful ghost soldiers had not yet been played.

The soldiers who transported the military salary were all the best in the army, how could they have been robbed of their military salary because of a few ghost soldiers who were acquired the day after tomorrow.

It can be seen that in general, either there are grandmaster-level masters who attack them, or there are more than 30 innate masters who jointly attack.

Of course, grandmaster-level masters will not make a casual move, and besides, they are not cabbage, and there are very few people in the entire South Korea who have reached this realm.

Therefore, Han Qianye concluded that after killing these ghost soldiers, those innate level ghost soldiers would come into play.

However, there is still nothing to fear in the cold night.

At first, I was a little unfamiliar with the Frost Sword, but after using it for a while, I have become more and more proficient.

These ghost soldiers are the stepping stones of the cold night.

If you want to cultivate and improve, you must fight, and experience it in battle.

Every battle requires a huge amount of internal force to support, so many strong men are born on the battlefield.

For example, white rise.

Let's ask, who in this world can beat him alone?

Han Qianye's eyes were full of fire, but his expression was extremely fierce, like a living Shura.

Originally, he was the god of Shura, and he rarely used the divine power of Shura, and he has always been dominated by the sea god of the sea.

Unexpectedly, in the world of Tianxing Nine Songs, there was a killing intent.

Kill everything with killing intent!

"Hmph, everyone here, you all stay here forever!!"