Thinking of the Qingyan Fairy, Zhao Han was a little distracted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Lian Nishang wanted to pat him on the shoulder, who thought that as soon as she stretched out her hand, she felt a pain in her palm, and when she looked at it, she saw that two hair-thick blood holes appeared in her palm, and blood was flowing out......

The wound the size of a needle's eye was not painful, and only a few drops of blood flowed out.

But the feeling of being penetrated made Lian Nishang's back soaked, and the whole body was sweating profusely.

She had just seen death......

The two small swords were still circling around Zhao Han, as if they were guarding, and seeing their appearance, the two tigers spread forward, revealing four fangs at the corners of their mouths, and let out a grunting low roar.

The spirit beast is the most keen, just now not only did Lian Nishang feel the danger, but this brute, who was still a young beast, also smelled the smell of death.

It was a feeling of great ruin, like the whole world would be destroyed in the light of the sword, and sink forever.

Want to hear her heart?

Do you want to?

Don't want to...

"Ahh!!!hh

Suddenly woke up, and the white light around Lian Ni Shang flashed, and then the whole person squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"No.. No... Don't... Don't!! ”

"What not? What happened to you? ”

Interrupted by Lian Nishang's voice, Zhao Han came back to his senses and saw Lian Nishang squatting on the ground, looking like he was collapsed.

"Don't... Don't......"

"Huh?"

Seeing Lian Nishang's appearance, Zhao Han's eyes narrowed.

The next moment, the two swords were like children who had made a mistake, and they secretly hid in Zhao Han's hair and couldn't come out.

Seeing them disappear, the second tiger grunted twice, first ran to Lian Nishang's side and arched twice, seeing Lian Nishang ignore it, he trotted to Zhao Han and stuck out his tongue.

The tongue of the second tiger is black and covered with terrifying barbs.

Zhao Han patted its head and let it play aside, then walked to Lian Nishang and squatted down.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lian Nishang didn't answer him, but his face was dull, and there was no focus in his pupils, as if he had lost his soul.

Zhao Han's brows furrowed even deeper, picked up Lian Ni's clothes horizontally, and walked towards the store.

The third floor of the Fragrance Pavilion. Zhang Chujing was sitting in the seat to check the account book that came in, and saw that Lian Nishang was being held in Zhao Han's arms, still looking overly frightened, and stood up from the seat with a raised eyebrow.

"What's wrong with Senior Sister?" There was some fire in her voice.

"She felt something that she shouldn't know" Zhao Han shook his head and asked: "Senior sister, tell her to come over and take care of Ni Shang, you make preparations, Sumeru Lan will be opened"

Compared with Zhang Chujing's nervousness, Zhao Han was not too worried.

Is it useful to be nervous? That's the power of the blue-faced fairy!

Maybe Lian Nishang just glanced at it, or maybe it felt it for a moment......

Luckily, it was only for a moment! What a blessing!

Carrying Lian Nishang to the bedroom, helping her press the corners of the quilt, seeing that she was still staring blankly at the beam above her head, Zhao Han sighed.

Stretching out his hand and touching Lian Nishang's forehead, Zhao Han turned to Qin Mengyao who came over and said, "Tell her not to use that ability again in the future."

"Well..."

Qin Mengyao responded, looking a little silent.

After a few moments of silence, she asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

Zhao Han tilted his head and glanced at her, seeing a flash of panic in Qin Mengyao's eyes, Zhao Han chuckled and said, "Shouldn't you be more at ease when I'm gone, after all, I helped you get back so many spirit stones during this time, and with the help of these spirit stones, I think the Piaoxiang Sect will be able to rise soon."

Qin Mengyao didn't speak.

Seeing this, Zhao Han said helplessly: "Don't worry, only you and I know about this matter, Nishang and Chu Jing may have guessed some, but they will not betray you."

Speaking of this, Zhao Han paused for a moment, and then said with some playfulness: "The sword duel left by the Qingyan Fairy, no matter what attribute the aura is, will be transformed into pure sword qi in the end...... Hopefully, one day, I'll see you in the outside world... Good luck with your ascension."

As he spoke, he seemed to feel Qin Mengyao's breath, and saw two green rays flying out from the top of Zhao Han's head, and after circling around Qin Mengyao's body, they obediently flew back to Zhao Han's side.

And the fairy sword that was carried behind Qin Mengyao also shook, as if it was saying goodbye to them?

In fact, Qin Mengyao didn't refine the third sword species...

The third sword species is hidden in the fairy sword behind her!

People and swords are the same, it is a companion relationship, not so much that Qin Mengyao is the sword master of the fairy sword behind her, it is better to say that she is the sword spirit of that sword.

The sword gives birth to her, and the sword destroys her death!!

This kind of relationship is very strange, and Zhao Han only noticed it after getting the two sword seeds, because he realized that the sword species was not borne by ordinary people at all, and whoever melted under the immortals died.....

Zhao Han was very jealous, afraid of the power of the Qingyan Fairy, and also afraid of these two sword species.

This thing is not at all something that should appear in the low spirit plane of A Chinese Ghost Story!

Lian Nishang was so frightened that she almost collapsed just by feeling a trace of breath, if Qin Mengyao really fused that sword species, how did she survive?

Qin Mengyao may be very strong, but now she will definitely not be able to resist the will of the Qingyan Fairy......

After being silent for a long time, Qin Mengyao spoke: "Do you really want to leave?" Don't you want to go looking for the blessed land cave left by that immortal? ”

Zhao Han hesitated for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I'm just in retreat, and I haven't said that I can't come back."

Qin Mengyao looked into his eyes.

On the bed, as if sensing something, Lian Nishang let out a scream.

Sitting back at the head of the bed with a smile, Zhao Han stretched out his hand and touched Lian Nishang's head, but she was caught by her.

As if in a nightmare, Lian Nishang's fingernails were stuck into Zhao Han's flesh.

"Don't be afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of...."

With a soft voice, a cyan flame ignited in Zhao Han's hand.

The flames rose all the way up the arm connected to Lian Nishang, until Lian Nishang's whole person was enveloped, and the flame that exuded a bottom temperature slowly went out.

was burned by Qingluan's real fire, and Lian Nishang became very tired, and his wide-eyed eyes couldn't resist sleepiness and slowly closed.

"Is Nishang okay?" Qin Mengyao asked.

"It's okay, it's just too frightened, just rest for a few days," Zhao Han shook his head and said.

He really didn't want to use this method to make Lian Nishang fall asleep, because after being burned by Qingluan's true fire, he would lose some of the spirit of practicing Nishang, although the amplitude was not large, but for the monk, the slightest damage was a great loss.

But if you want to practice Ni Shang and carry it yourself, you don't know if it will take a few months or years.

Looking at Lian Nishang's frowning brows in her sleep, Zhao Han sighed and said, "Let her rest, she may have to sleep for three or five days this night."

Qin Mengyao nodded, three or five days of sleep was still no big deal for the innate cultivators.

After Zhao Han said this, he turned around and left.

Qin Mengyao looked at his back and stopped talking, and finally let out a long breath.

Reaching out and touching Lian Nishang's still wrinkled forehead, she smiled bitterly and said, "You didn't care about it at the beginning, but now you have trapped yourself in it, right?" ”

......

......

When Zhao Han walked out of the door, Zhang Chujing was already waiting there.

Holding her chest with one hand, she looked at Zhao Han and asked, "How is Senior Sister Nishang?" ”

"Alright, are you ready?"

As he spoke, Zhao Han looked at the sky outside, and when he saw that the sun had risen to the center, he muttered in a low voice: "It's about to start."

"What's about to start?" Zhang Chujing raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Sumeru Lanruo"

"How do you know?"

"Look with your eyes"

“......”

If you can see with your eyes, I'll ask you why!

With a muttering in her heart, Zhang Chujing walked past Zhao Han into the house, and after ten minutes, she walked out quite relaxed.

Looking at where Zhao Han was looking at the mural, Zhang Chujing walked up to him and asked, "When are we leaving?" ”

Zhao Han waved his hand at her, and after he had seen the complete mural, he turned his head to Zhang Chujing and said, "If you don't have anything to bring, then let's go now."

"Good"

Zhang Chujing didn't say anything else, and walked out directly.

This opportunity was given to her by Senior Sister with the Qingyan Sword Seed, and she had been preparing for today for fifty years, and what she should have prepared had already been prepared.

There are no thick leather clothes, because the Luo skirt worn by Zhang Chujing is the best cold-resistant magic weapon.

She didn't have any food or water, because the bag around her waist was filled with a lot of elixir.

In addition, the peach blossom miasma that she relied on to become famous had already been integrated into her skin, and the magic weapon Xuanyin Thorn was sacrificed in her dantian by her blood.

The small backpack behind him was full of bags of rune paper, most of which were from the four major sects, and there were even a few superb talismans made by the Yuanying monks.

Prepare yourself so much that you just have to wait for the time to come!

And now, this Sumeru Lan Ruo is finally about to open.

When the two of them came to the ruins of Nalan Ruo Temple, the space here had already been somewhat distorted, and Zhang Chujing, who was still skeptical, was shocked when he saw this.

"If Sumeru Lan is really going to be opened?"

"Really"

"How much longer?"

"An hour? Perhaps."

After speaking, Zhao Han slapped the trembling white crane, and after watching it fly towards Jinhua County, Zhao Han chuckled and said to Zhang Chujing: "Of course, we can go in now."

As soon as the words fell, he saw a flash of blue light in Zhao Han's eyes, and the next moment his whole body was wrapped in azure flames.

"I wanted to see others tearing up space with bare hands, I was so envious, I didn't expect that I could do it today, it was really unexpected and pleasantly surprised"

His hands were as white as jade, and he gently inserted them in front of him, and pulled them on both sides at will.

In Zhang Chujing's frightened gaze, the space in front of him was actually pulled out by Zhao Han!!

And behind that gap......