On the street, the three purple girls watched Han Fei leave, and after half a ring, a shocking voice suddenly sounded: "Is he really Han Fei?" ”

The words were incredible, and at the same time, a strong shock could be heard, the person who spoke was Yingzheng, obviously, Han Fei's strength of gods and ghosts really shocked him.

That's what an extraordinary person can have!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's eyes crossed with a thick worry, and he could fully imagine the scene of the crushing defeat of the ordinary army.

If someone had told him that there was such a method in the world before, Ying Zheng would definitely sneer at it and shout in disbelief, but when he saw it with his own eyes, no matter how worried he was, he had to accept this fact.

Gai Nie also looked at Han Fei with a shocked face, he thought that the other party was just like him, at most a master, and he had no chance of winning against thousands of troops, but when he saw the pictures that he couldn't believe himself.

Tonight, his cognition was completely subverted and broken!

Although the two of them were the same before, Zi Nu was not too happy with the shape, and buried all kinds of doubts and shocks deep in her heart, she planned to ask Han Fei in person if she had the opportunity, of course, it was not up to her to answer whether the other party answered or not.

Call.

Taking a deep breath, and not caring about the bloody aura emanating from the air, the purple girl did not have the joy of the rest of her life, she turned her head little by little, and looked at Zi Lanxuan with gloomy eyes, feeling sad in her heart.

On the side, Zhang Liang wanted to speak and stopped, and finally shook his head.

After this battle, Zi Lanxuan can be said to have suffered heavy casualties, and almost no one survived except for Zi Nu and Lang Yu. After all, they have lived together for so long and are sisters, so it is conceivable that this blow will hurt the purple girl.

The purple girl paused for a moment, and then slowly walked towards Zilanxuan, Zhang Liang, Ying Zheng, and Gai Nie glanced at each other without saying a word, and they all chose to follow.

Early the next morning.

Everyone gathered at Han Fei's mansion, Ying Zheng originally wanted to follow Gai Nie's advice to leave Korea overnight and return to Xianyang, Qin State, but his curiosity about Han Fei made him temporarily stop thinking of returning.

The purple girl buried the fallen sisters outside the city with her own hands last night and did not leave.

At this time, Zhang Liang, Wei Zhuang, Zinu, Ying Zheng, Gai Nie and Han Fei gathered together, the sky was in full swing, and in the back garden, the group sat in the Water Pavilion and Bamboo Pavilion, and talked about last night's events with a lot of emotion.

After all, the matter was so big last night, and the street of Zilanxuan was full of visible bloodstains, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is already known all over the city now, but there is no corpse to be seen, and everyone subconsciously thinks that the army is pacifying some anti-thieves? The body has long been disposed of.

However, none of them guessed that the bloodstains on the ground were actually from the Korean guards, and as for the corpse, it was indeed disposed of, but it was disposed of by Han Fei.

Thinking back to last night's picture, Rao is now, Gai Nie Du still can't help but have palpitations, as a martial artist, he knows better than ordinary people how difficult it is to reach the level of Han Fei, it can almost be called difficult to reach the blue sky.

That kind of power, beyond the reach of extraordinary people...

That's why he's not feeling well now.

But Han Fei doesn't care so much, whether you are comfortable or not in front of the task, smiled slightly, got up and said: "Presumably this is Mr. Gai Nie, the first swordsman of the Qin Kingdom, I have long heard of the name and admired it for a long time, and now I don't know if I can compete at first sight, let me understand the ability of the first swordsman of the Qin State." ”

Gai Nie's brow jumped wildly.

Ying Zheng also frowned, he knew Gai Nie's strength, although he was far superior to ordinary people, but Han Fei in front of him was an ordinary person? I'm afraid that if I fight each other, I don't know how I died if I accidentally died.

He opened his mouth and was about to say no, but at this time, Han Fei saw him

What they meant, took the lead and said: "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary exchange, let's stop there." ”

In this regard, Ying Zheng couldn't refuse after all, looked at Gai Nie, and handed over the decision to him. The atmosphere in the Bamboo Pavilion was silent for a while, and finally a voice sounded slowly: "Since this is the case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Gagnie agreed.

The venue of the battle was set on the outskirts of Xinzheng City, South Korea, and Han Fei couldn't wait to put the competition until now, so what kind of good day and auspicious day would he choose.

The outcome of this battle was self-evident, and it ended with Han Fei's victory, and Gai Nie's defeat was not much different from Wei Zhuang's, and they were afraid of the raging flames and did not dare to get close.

At the end of the battle, everyone sighed a lot, especially Ying Zheng, he looked at Han Fei from time to time, and there was a hidden intention in his words, but they were all understood by Han Fei with a smile, and in the end, Ying Zheng and Gai Nie simply took advantage of this competition to bid farewell to everyone and left Xinzheng City.

The crowd did not stop this.

Return to the city in a horse-drawn carriage.

On the second floor of an inn, Zi Nu and Han Fei sat opposite each other, and there was no trace of Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang in this room, but Lang Yu appeared here.

Last night, she happened to be in Zilanxuan, it is said that she lived in Mrs. Hu's mansion a few days ago, after all, it is normal for mother and daughter to recognize each other, and it is precisely because of this that she escaped a catastrophe.

Sitting beside the purple girl, Lang Yu heard the bad news of her sisters, tears flashed in her eyes, her mood was depressed, and after chatting for a while, she carefully withdrew from the room, leaving the place empty, leaving the two inside alone to talk.

At this time, Han Fei, no, Chen Le, knew that the Book of Creation required him to cross, and time was running out.

Han Fei kept fiddling with the teacup on the wooden case, taking a sip from time to time, his heart was full of melancholy, and he looked at the purple girl, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

On the other side, the purple girl saw the change in Han Fei's mood and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Nodding heavily, Han Fei drank the remaining tea in his teacup, and immediately smiled bitterly: "I may be going out..."

Get out?

The purple girl was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, is she going out to take refuge? Hearing this news, for some reason, her already cloudy mood became even lower, and said, "So you want to say goodbye to me?" ”

The voice was as low as nothing, and when the purple girl's voice fell, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but dim a little.

Sitting in place, Han Fei didn't answer immediately, why didn't he want to take the purple girl out? However, the most pressing question now is that he doesn't know if he is ready, or if the purple girl is ready?

Han Fei got up slightly and looked directly at the purple girl, took a deep breath, and said, "Wait for me!" ”

For this remark, the purple girl did not expect it.

She obviously didn't expect Han Fei to say these two words, and suddenly her pretty face, which was originally bloodless, was filled with a little flush, and she forcibly kept her composure, and the purple girl also looked at Han Fei's eyes directly, looking at the trace of firmness in the other party's eyes, she nodded imperceptibly for no reason, and hummed lightly.

"Good!"

Han Fei was overjoyed, he was not a fool, he could naturally see what it meant for the purple girl to come down, and he was about to walk over and embrace the beautiful woman in his arms.

But at this moment, the purple girl got up and took a step back, glanced at the narrow phoenix eyes, and said with a strange smile: "What do you want to do?" ”

Seeing that the time was not yet ripe, Han Fei touched his nose in embarrassment, but he was not in a hurry, embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, how long was his lifespan? In the future, shuttling through the heavens, perhaps eternal life is not a lie!

The conversation in the room sounded slowly, before leaving, Han Fei accompanied the purple girl, and with the previous answer, the relationship between the two obviously broke the previous and was further improved.

Although it didn't reach the point of hugging and going to bed, holding her little hand, the purple girl didn't refuse, but just whispered shyly in her heart.

After all, ancient times are not as good as modern times, and women are usually too conservative, even if they are purple women.

In the room, the purple girl asked about the doubts in her heart, to this, Han Fei had an answer, in addition to not saying that the system shuttled through the heavens, but also slightly revealed some things about immortal cultivators.

He doesn't have any other cultivation techniques now, otherwise he would have given it to the Purple Girl first, so he will reveal a little bit now, so that he will hand it over to the Purple Girl to cultivate the Immortal Technique in the future, so that the latter will not be too surprised and shocked.

Time flew by during the conversation, and Han Fei seemed to open another door for the Purple Girl, although most of the Purple Girls didn't understand it very well, but they could also keenly feel that the so-called immortal cultivators should be very powerful.

At midnight, the two said goodbye.

On the second floor of the inn, the purple girl stood by the window and watched Han Fei disappear from afar, the bright moonlight was shining brightly, her eyes drooped slightly, and she muttered to herself: "This farewell, next time we meet, I don't know how long it will be?" ”

In the next chapter, through the sky, the timeline is the first ten years of the coffin in Kowloon... It's not an orthodox Xiuxian text, don't spray if you don't like it...

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