Murong Wan hugged Han Ming and flew over to the inner fort, and as soon as she arrived at the inner fort, she cried and shouted: "City Lord Ye, save Han Ming! Han Ming is seriously injured, woo woo~~~~~~~!"

At this moment, Han Ming's face was crimson, and his whole body was stained red with blood, turning into a bloody man. It's just that his face was a little frighteningly red, and bursts of flushing flickered on Han Ming's face.

After a few breaths, Ye Gucheng flew out dressed a little messily, looking at Han Ming's appearance, Zou Mei asked, "What's wrong with Han Ming? Why did you just go out for a while and become like this again?" "When we went out, we met the elder of the sect, who was a monk in the late Yuan Infant period. Han Ming had to fight him, but he was slapped by Ma Liang, and was pierced through his stomach by the spikes on the head of the Spirit Devouring Tiger, and it became like this. City Lord Ye, hurry up and save Han Ming!" Murong Wan looked anxious, still tearing down her eyes.

Ye Gucheng's face was slightly angry, and after carrying Han Ming into the bed in one of the rooms, he took out a pill of Nine Turns Pill and gave it to Han Ming. He opened Han Ming's robe, looked at the palm print and face on Han Ming's chest, and pondered for a long time with some suspicion.

Murong Wan watched Han Ming's abdominal injury improving, but the flushing on his face still did not subside, and his heart burned and asked, "City Lord Ye, how is Han Ming, is the injury okay?"

After a while, the silent Ye Gucheng said in a deep voice: "You, the elder of the Tiangang Sect, are not simple, this palm of Han Mingzhong is very similar to the soul booster palm of the Soul Refining Sect, and ordinary antidotes can't be cured at all, unless?"

"Unless what?" Murong Wan asked with an anxious expression after hearing this.

After Ye Gucheng pondered for a while, he sighed and said: "If there is a special antidote for the soul hypnotic palm, it is okay, but now there is no one, and the soul of the soul hypsophic palm will be scattered in one to five hours, unless there is a woman who is willing to do something in his room, this soul hypnotic palm can be broken, hey!"

Hearing this, Murong Wan bit her lip, looked at Han Ming's flushed face, and suddenly said firmly: "Then, I'll try it! I have already made up my mind to marry Han Ming, but, I don't know how to do it!"

For the things in the room, Murong Wan only knew this word, but she didn't know how to do it.

Ye Gucheng looked at the flush on Han Ming's face, and after thinking for a while, he said, "When Han Ming's face turns purple, you can kiss him." Hey, I'll go out first, you can serve Han Ming!"

With that, Ye Gucheng shook his head and walked out and closed the door.

About an hour later, Han Ming's face turned purple, and Murong Wan hurriedly kissed Han Ming. After a while, there were bursts of painful moans and screams from inside the room!

After two or three days, Han Ming slowly opened his eyes from the coma, although his injuries had improved, the palm prints on his chest and the flushing on his face had dissipated, but Han Ming still felt exhausted.

"Hey, what is this?" Han Ming touched a soft object with his right hand, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be Murong Wan lying naked beside him and sleeping.

Han Ming immediately sat up in horror, thinking back to what had happened during this period. But Han Ming found that he was just dazed, and he couldn't remember what had happened in the past two days.

At this time, a divine sense flying letter suddenly sounded in Han Ming's mind: "Han Ming, if you have already woken up. Come out and meet me, and I'll explain it all to you!"

After Han Ming saw it, he quickly put on his clothes, opened the door, and walked outside. As soon as Han Ming closed the door, Murong Wan opened her eyes and thought with a blushing face, "This, what should I do? How can I see him, it's really embarrassing!"

Ye Gucheng was standing in the courtyard at the moment, and when he saw Han Ming coming out, he beckoned Han Ming to come to his side.

Han Ming walked up to Ye Gucheng's side and asked questioningly, "Lone, what the hell is going on? Why do I and Wan'er, will, do that kind of thing, and I don't seem to know anything!"

After Ye Gucheng chuckled, he said to Han Ming with an unhappy face: "Han Ming, Ma Liang of Tiangangmen should be a person in the Demon Dao. He used the soul palm of the Soul Refining Gate on you, and if there was no woman to have sex with you, you would definitely die!"

After hearing this, Han Ming's eyes widened and said, "What, Ma Liang turned out to be a person from the Demon Dao. No wonder, no wonder this Ma Liang will frame me with that Zhao Fan, it turns out that he is the spy of the Demon Dao!"

"Yes, and why are you so arrogant that you can compete with the monks of the late Yuan Infant Stage, do you think you have reached this strength now?" After Ye Gucheng thought of this, he reprimanded Han Ming with some anger.

Han Ming couldn't help frowning, and said in confusion: "I don't know why I suddenly wanted to kill him at that time, but I just feel that there is a voice in my heart that has been persuading me to do it, do it, and then I will do it!"

Ye Gucheng's pupils dilated violently, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Han Ming, you should let go of your hatred." Your hatred has made your demons grow, if you don't want to die before you take revenge, forget about your hatred for a while!"

Han Ming shook his head and said helplessly: "I can't do it, I can't do it, I can forget my hatred." The only reason for me to live now is hatred and Wan'er, I killed my master!"

"Han Ming, I don't know why you have such an idea. But I can tell you that you didn't kill your master. It's just your inner demon at work, think about it!" Ye Gucheng said to Han Ming and left the courtyard.

At this moment, Han Ming has been asking himself constantly: the inner demon is doing trouble, the inner demon is doing it. Do I really have to let go of hatred? Do I have to let go of hatred?

"Han Ming, you don't need to let go of your hatred! they have ruined your reputation and caused your master to blow himself up, these hatreds must be repaid with blood, you can't let go of hatred. If you let go, your master will also die. ”

Suddenly, a demagogic word sounded in Han Ming's mind. Han Ming sat there in a daze, thinking about the words that suddenly appeared in his mind, muttering, "I can't let go of hatred, I can't let go of hatred!"

"Yes, hatred is the reason you live, kill them, kill all the people who frame you. Only then can you be liberated, and your master can be at ease below, remember your hatred, and you must remember!"

"Bang" After this passage appeared in Han Ming's mind, Han Ming's thoughts returned to reality. However, this time, Han Ming's face was even more gloomy, and the impression of hatred in his heart deepened a little.

At this time, Murong Wan slowly walked out of the house, her face was blushing, and she said to Han Ming with a twist, "Han, Han Ming." Are you healed, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Han Ming raised his head and saw Murong Wan, who was blushing, remembering the scene when he had just gotten up, his face couldn't help but blush, and he said with some stumbling: "Okay, all, it's all right." Don't worry, it's okay!"

"Oh!" After Murong Wan spit out a word, he sat beside Han Ming in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Han Ming first broke the silent scene, took a deep breath, gently pressed Murong Wan's shoulders, and said with a straight face: "Wan'er, don't worry! I will definitely be responsible for you, no matter the ends of the world, I will never leave you!"

Murong Wan listened, left tears of happiness, plunged into Han Ming's arms, and whispered: "You can't lie to me, you can't do without me! I give you everything now, even, even my innocent body!"

Han Ming patted Murong Wan's back with relief, and said gently, "Don't worry, it's impossible for me not to want you." My family Wan'er is so beautiful and lovely, if I don't want you, I will be thundered by the sky!"

"Who is your family, you are really not ashamed!" Murong Wan stopped her tears and said with her face turning crimson again.

Han Ming laughed and said to Murong Wan: "Wan'er, aren't you from my Han family?" Hey, if you're not, I'll have no chance in my life, I'll go find other women!"

When Murong Wan heard this, she suddenly became anxious, and suddenly stood in front of Han Ming, and pointed at Han Ming angrily: "You, you." If you dare to find other women, I'll die for you!"

Han Ming suddenly clutched his stomach and laughed, looking at Murong Wan's appearance, he looked more and more like a wife. When Murong Wan saw Han Ming's smile, she suddenly thought of what she had just said, and she also "fluttered", and the two laughed together.

After a while, Han Ming hugged Murong Wan and said nostalgically: "Wan'er, when I come out of the Confused Forest, I will take you to worship my mother and let her meet this beautiful daughter-in-law!"

Murong Wan's face was slightly red and nodded, there was no squeak, obviously acquiescing.

At this time, Mo Lao flew from outside with a happy face, and when he saw Han Ming and Murong Wan's appearance, he quickly covered his eyes, and kept muttering: "Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility~~~!"

Murong Wan was frightened and quickly struggled out of Han Ming's embrace, Han Ming smiled softly and asked, "Old Mo, what makes you so excited? Look at your happy appearance!"

Mo Lao turned his head at this moment, and after looking at Han Ming with a playful look for a while, he said happily: "Great harvest! Today I watched the martial arts competition in the martial arts hall in the city, and I heard that a disciple of the Demon Cemetery said a great good thing!"

"Oh, what's a good thing? Tell me about it?" Han Ming was also interested, and hurriedly asked Mo Lao Dao.

Mo Lao cleared his throat slightly and continued: "The sect master of the Demon Graveyard will hold a disciple collection meeting in five months, and as long as the disciples are below the Jindan stage, they can participate. As long as you can get the top three in the competition, you can become the apprentice of the sect master of the Demon Graveyard. And into the Lost Forest, you say that's good news?"

Han Ming immediately became overjoyed after hearing this, but after a while, he shook his head in disappointment and said self-deprecatingly: "I, Han Ming, have already sworn not to apprentice again, if I apprentice in order to enter the Confused Forest, wouldn't it be contrary to my oath?"

Mo Lao waved his hand and said with a smile: "What is this? Your apprenticeship is not really apprenticeship, just to enter the Confused Forest, and the sect master of the Demon Cemetery is not to sincerely accept disciples, everyone has the same purpose." Why is it that the mind of you, a young man, is not as civilized as an old man like me?"

"Yes, I don't really want to be a teacher, I just want to go to a place of confusion, so why bother so much? Since that's the case, then I'll give it a try!" After thinking about it carefully, Han Ming bowed down to Mo Lao and thanked him sincerely.

Mo Lao hurriedly helped Han Ming up, sighed lightly and said, "Hey, I really hope you can get revenge quickly, and then live well for yourself." Whoever lives for hatred is a miserable man!"

Han Ming nodded, and said with a resolute smile: "Don't worry, I will." As long as I get revenge, I will find a quiet place with Wan'er and live a good life. ”

At this time, Ye Gucheng also appeared in front of Han Ming in a neatly dressed manner, and said with a smile: "I forget it, there are still two years before the opening of the Confused Forest, but Han Ming, you seem to have forgotten one thing!"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Your cultivation has reached the Jindan stage, and you have simply exceeded the boundary of entering the Confused Forest. Although I don't know why you have reached the Golden Pill Stage, this is obviously a problem now!" Ye Gucheng looked at Han Ming and said word by word.

At this time, Han Ming suddenly remembered that he was already in the Jindan stage, patted his head in annoyance, and said with a sad brow: "How should this be?

After Ye Gucheng smiled slightly, he seemed to have a solution, and said to Han Ming: "You should go to the Four Holy Sects, presumably there is something there that can make you regress to the Great Perfection of the False Dan Late Stage!"