Han Ming, who was originally in a cheerful mood, immediately frowned when he heard this man's words, and asked suspiciously, "Riddled with murder and robbery?"

At this time, Han Ming realized that this man was not simple, thinking that he could communicate with his divine sense, it must be that his divine consciousness had been shrouded in the vicinity. Moreover, the cultivation is not low, and the communication of the divine consciousness can only be used on the opposite person in the place where the divine consciousness can be enveloped.

Moreover, if the divine consciousness is always shrouded in the vicinity, not to mention that the people around him will notice it, and the cultivation is naturally not low. This time, not only did the people around him not notice it, but even Han Ming himself didn't notice it.

"Could it be that Zhang Hao or someone from Yin Feng came to me to seek revenge?" This thought flashed in Han Ming's mind, and Han Ming was also on guard in his heart at this time, and he was a little wary of this man.

Seeing Han Ming like this, the man couldn't help but laugh as if he had guessed Han Ming's inner thoughts, and said in his voice as usual: "Haha, don't be afraid." I wasn't sent by those two juniors, you're too worried!"

Han Ming thought deeply again when he heard this, and secretly thought that it was the same, after all, this man's cultivation was definitely not low. If you really come to seek revenge on yourself, why bother so much and talk about wine with yourself?

"Killing and robbery is easy to live and hard to destroy. Han Ming, be careful no matter what happens these days. Especially if your seal hall is black, an ominous omen. That's all I say, you can realize it. Go!" the man said, then closing his eyes again.

The sound of the pipa at the bow of the boat sounded again, but Han Ming didn't have the heart to listen to it again. After a long time, Han Ming bent over, bowed, and asked, "I don't know the name of your friend?"

"The name is just a code name, if you have to ask, then call me Lonely! Loneliness is born from the heart, and the free heart is destroyed. Lonely and alone, but in the heart, you, let's go!"

After hearing this, Han Ming silently said a lonely sigh and left the ship. Seeing that the woman at the bow of the boat was still talking about the pipa by herself at this time, as if everything had nothing to do with her, like an immortal who was only addicted to music!

"Killing and robbing? How many murders and robberies have I encountered since I stepped into the cultivation realm? But since this person said it, presumably this killing and robbery is also dangerous, so I have no choice but to flood the water and earth with soldiers!" Han Ming stood on the bow of the boat and meditated for a while, then flew towards the castle.

At this time, the man opened his eyes again, looked at the bow of the boat, and said as if to himself: "Yu'er, what do you think of this son? Although he is a little impetuous, he is also a talent that can be created! After a while, I can accompany you with peace of mind." Yu'er, wait for me!"

It was already afternoon when Han Ming returned to the castle, and it turned out that when Han Ming was in the ship, it was already afternoon before he knew it. But he didn't feel it, the sun was about to set at this moment, and Han Ming realized it.

Just as Han Ming was about to go inside, Murong Wan was wearing the feather spirit robe she had just bought today, and ran towards Han Ming happily, saying, "Han Ming, do you think I look good in it?"

"Well, it's good-looking, it's beautiful!" Han Ming nodded with a smile and said softly.

Murong Wan pursed her lips and said in disbelief: "Hmph, I don't believe it! They are all wearing this mask, otherwise it will be more beautiful! I am uncomfortable when I see the eyes of those people on the street today, and it is the same as if I am not worthy of you!"

When Han Ming heard this, he had no choice but to smile, and besides, Han Ming had always thought that he was not worthy of Murong Wan. But I don't know when it started, after Han Ming felt confident, he slowly tried to be with Murong Wan.

After the two talked for a while, Murong Wan hurriedly said to Han Ming as if she suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." Today, the woman who sold us the feather spirit coat is here, as if she is looking for something with you!"

Han Ming was not surprised when he heard this, after all, Han Ming's face and expression were clearly visible to Han Ming in the morning, presumably the woman must have something unspeakable or difficult to open her mouth to find herself.

"Well, let's go, let's go see her together!" Han Ming said, took the initiative to take Murong Wan's hand, and walked towards the room.

At this moment, Mo Lao and Wu Tian were also talking about swords in the same room. Just as Mo Lao was talking fiercely, Wu Tian was listening to it. Suddenly, Mo Lao's face changed, and he disappeared in a hurry, not knowing where to go.

When Wu Tian saw this, he looked around strangely, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing, I was listening to it with energy, and I vaguely realized that he ran away again, it's really incomprehensible!"

Helpless, Wu Tian had no choice but to close his eyes and calm down to think about the sword intent that Mo Lao said just now, and see how much he could comprehend.

In front of the door of the secret room, Mo Lao stood respectfully in front of the door and said softly: "Master, the little old man is here." I don't know what the master ordered when he summoned the little old man?"

It turned out that the reason why Mo Lao left in such a hurry was because Ye Gucheng sent a message to Mo Lao's divine sense at that moment, asking Mo Lao to hurry up and see him, so Mo Lao came here in such a panic. Otherwise, what could make Mo Lao so panicked and quick in this killing city?

Soon, a majestic and deep voice came: "Old Mo, come in!" With that, the door of the secret room slowly opened, revealing a glimmer of light.

Seeing this, Mo Lao's face was full of excitement, with tears in his eyes, and he entered the secret room step by step. As soon as I entered, a blinding light flashed. Even Mo Lao, who was in his infancy, had to close his eyes temporarily, and after a while, when Mo Lao opened his eyes again, what he saw was the man Han Ming met on the flower boat in the afternoon.

This person is also Ye Gucheng, the city lord who killed the city.

After Mo Lao saw Ye Gucheng, he suddenly burst into tears, knelt down tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Little Lao'er, Soul Mo, please meet the master." Master, you, you're finally well, finally well!"

Seeing this, Ye Gucheng hurriedly helped Mo Lao up, sighed and said, "Hey, Mo Lao, why do you have to do this! You have taken care of me since I was a child, and you can be a father and a teacher." If it hadn't been for that accident six hundred years ago, hey!"

Whenever he remembered that night six hundred years ago, Ye Gucheng's heart burned with deep anger and sadness. From then on, he no longer called his previous name, but should change his name and set up this killing city!

Thinking of that night, Mo Lao also felt a burst of sadness in his heart. After all, it was their pain, and if it weren't for the elixir that Ye Gucheng gave to Mo Lao over the years, I'm afraid Mo Lao would have already gone west, after all, Mo Lao had been wandering in the Yuan Infant Period.

At this time, Mo Lao stood up, wiped the tears on his face, and said in a choked voice: "Master, since the injury has healed, should we take revenge this time, after all, they killed 。。。。。。。。 ！”

When it came to that person, Mo Lao couldn't bear to say her name, after all, she was a pain in Ye Gucheng's heart. Only Ye Gucheng knows this kind of pain, but Mo Lao also knows the story between the two, the grievances and hatreds between the two!

Ye Gucheng shook his head and looked at the ice coffin behind him, there was a beautiful woman lying in the ice coffin, lying in it quietly with her eyes closed, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

"I recently learned that there is an ancient ruin that contains something that can save my Yu'er. However, I went to explore a few days ago, but found that I couldn't enter, only the juniors of the Fake Dan stage could enter. I have to get it, or I'll regret it for the rest of my life. I must save Yu'er, Yu'er died because of me. She said she would forgive me if she lived!"

Ye Gucheng said nostalgically, and seemed to see the original picture in his mind again. The picture of that beautiful woman smiling and dying in front of her, the picture of love and hate for herself.

When Mo Lao heard this, he was also shocked, but he quickly came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "I have killed many masters of the fake Dan period in the city, such as Han Ming, Zhang Hao, Wu Tian, etc., they can all enter there to help the master find that treasure!"

"No, you just hand over this bottle of Nine Zhuan Pill to Han Ming! This matter must not be mentioned to anyone, I will arrange it myself." If he can really take out that treasure and save my Yu'er. Even if I give everything I have, I will not hesitate to do it!" Ye Gucheng shook his head, took out a bottle of Nine Zhuan Pill and put it in front of Mo Lao, and said firmly.

Mo Lao took the Nine Turns Pill, nodded silently, and said no more. But his heart was as turbulent as waves, and he secretly thought that if Yu'er could really wake up, then the master would become the same as before!

Thinking of this, Mo Lao's heart was very excited and happy. Just like a sixty or seventy-year-old man who finally got his wish to hold his grandson in his old age, this mood is the power of family affection. Although Mo Lao and Ye Gucheng did not have any blood relationship, they regarded each other as relatives.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng kept stroking the ice coffin, and muttered to himself gloomily: "Yu'er, soon, soon I will bring you back to life." You promised me, if you survive, you will forgive me, forgive me for everything!"

"Mo Lao, you go down first! Remember, don't tell anyone about this, pretend not to know everything. Don't worry, I won't harm this Han Ming, and I will give him a great opportunity. Since he is here to kill the experience in the city, I will let him really experience it!" After Ye Gucheng said that, he waved his hand and motioned for Mo Lao to retreat.

For many nights, Ye Gucheng was always used to sitting quietly with the woman in the ice coffin. Ye Gucheng told the story of the past, and the woman in the ice coffin always said nothing, but Ye Gucheng did not feel lonely. He thinks that it would be good if Yu'er could accompany him, but it would be better if he could talk to him.

And Han Ming heard an exciting news, the ancient ruins. This ancient relic was said by the woman who sold Han Ming's clothes, and a few days ago she was worried about her lifespan and wanted to go outside. But he accidentally found a teleportation ban on a mountain peak, and after research, he learned that this was actually the entrance to the ancient ruins.

After discovering this ancient ruin, she immediately used all the formations she had learned to prevent others from discovering them. At this time, I thought about selling my family heirloom and looking for this ancient relic after a few more years of life.

Later, it suddenly occurred to me that this ancient ruin must not be so simple, and I am afraid that it is extremely dangerous inside. I happened to meet Han Ming in the afternoon, so I wanted to go with Han Ming to find this ancient ruin, and it was better for two people to find it than for one.

The ruins of the ancients were the residence of the ancient monks, and were later called the ruins of the ancients. In the ruins of the ancients, there are the exercises of the ancient monks, elixirs, magic weapons and even magic weapons. These all depend on chance, if the fate is good enough, it is not for nothing to get a fairy weapon, if the fate is not good, it will be empty after hard work.

Han Ming naturally also knew what was going on with this ancient ruin, and it was obvious that Han Ming was also slightly moved. In today's cultivation realm, there are not many pills that can improve cultivation, and they are not very good for themselves.

After all, the elixir to improve cultivation belongs to the help, and it can be said that it is to pull out the seedlings to help them grow, which is not good for themselves. However, the elixir refined by the ancient monks to improve their cultivation did not have this disadvantage, because when they were refining the elixir, they even refined their own realm, so they could not only improve their cultivation, but also raise their realm in an instant.

However, this kind of elixir for improving cultivation always has some drawbacks. For example, when two monks fight, both of them are monks of the same level, and the magic weapons and exercises are similar. If one of the monks relied on pills to improve his cultivation, and the other relied on himself to achieve cultivation, then he would definitely not be able to defeat the person who relied on his own cultivation to achieve cultivation.

Even if the ancient monk could refine his own realm, it was only his realm. It is not the realm of the person who takes the pill, and this is the only drawback.

Han Ming didn't care about this, he just wanted to make his cultivation reach the late stage of the False Dan. As for the realm, it only needs to be comprehended above the Jindan stage, so he only needs to reach the late stage of the False Dan to be satisfied.