"Han Yin, it's up to you later. ”

Qing Ling's voice sounded in Han Yin's ears. He looked back, and the other party's eyes were clear for a few seconds, and then they became cloudy and dull again.

I kind of understand why a big guy like Yu Hong would also be planted on this mutated Five Elements Reincarnation Tree.

The stronger the body, the stronger the demons, and even the magnitude of the increase is far beyond imagination. It was the tree's divine sense that forcibly read Qingling's memory.

No, it's the most feared thing in the depths of my heart!

Yu Hong: What they are facing is not the divine consciousness of this tree at all. Their enemies have always been their own demons, and as long as they cultivate, they will inevitably have demons.

This is one and the same as one's own growth.

Why is the Phaseless Divine Skill extremely important for people who practice illusions? It is because when you practice to the highest level, you and your inner demons will fall into the realm of "nothingness".

In short, set up a fantasy and do whatever you want!

But the flaw of this kind of exercise is that the higher you practice, the greater the interference of the heart demons, and the closer you get to the top, the more awesome the heart demons will be.

Practicing this kind of exercise is gambling on your life, Yao Jia said at the time. As for why she had to practice, Han Yin didn't ask, but she could roughly guess it.

No matter how casual a person is, there will always be moments in his life to insist on things, even if he gives up in the end.

"I like to see you frown tightly and call me a coward.

Your expression is bigger than your friend's ambiguity.

Lonely appellation, sweet reproach.

There is a unique, exclusive special.

I like to see you frown tightly and call me a coward.

My mood was like arguing with my lover, strange intuition, mispositioning.

I'm a little timid to you.

......”

There was a familiar love song in his ears, and it was actually Qingling singing. However, it is impossible for this person to sing this song that only existed in his previous life under any circumstances.

The song came from her own memory, but Qing Ling had been confused by the divine consciousness of the Five Elements Reincarnation Tree, and she sang it...... It should be her own state of mind, right?

"Coward"? What a bitter love! Yao Bufan's charm is no one, Qingling's condition, if you don't make your face flowery, what kind of man can't find it.

Han Yin sighed in his heart, riding unhurriedly, moving forward along the cement road, the pure white emptiness around him made him feel anxious gradually.

Not only is the environment unfamiliar (almost equal to none), but even the partners who can be relied on have been controlled, which is really whimpering.

Suddenly, Qingling stopped singing, and when Han Yin turned around, he found that the truth that had passed was disappearing little by little!

Don't look at Qingling as a big man, his cultivation is so high that he is out of the charts, but this person is too emotionally wounded, and the only thing he wants to do is ...... It's death!

Han Yin could fully predict that if he went further, there would be a handsome guy in white waiting for him, and then, cut off his head, and then destroy it with this world!

Could it be that he died at the hands of Yao Bufan a hundred years ago? Or Yao Bufan in other people's memories.

That's too embarrassing, isn't it?

It can't go on like this.

"The guy who was in the little compartment of my backpack,

Accompany me across the ocean through every journey;

Invisible Scarecrow,

Guarding my innocence,

I once thought that love could make the future only for one person.

The man who turned off the light and was still in the corner of his desk,

It became a specimen of my love for many years;

The one who disappeared,

The youth that can't be returned,

Only those who can't forget what they have loved will be serious about the past.

I want to win the heart of one,

White heads do not separate.

These simple words,

It takes a great deal of courage.

......”

Han Yin stopped and hummed softly.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the rain fell drop by drop, drenching him and Qingling into soup chickens.

It's good to have a reaction, but if you don't move, it will be troublesome!

Han Yin shook Qing Ling's shoulder and said, "Wake up! There are still many beautiful things in life that are worth pursuing, if a person dies, then there is no meaning!"

Qing Ling slowly opened his eyes and sighed faintly, this time sighing, as if he was going to travel through the entire space, as if he was going to pierce Han Yin's heart.

"It's said that you have another way. Last time I turned around, the knife was at your waist, why didn't you kill me, and if you had killed me, would you still be in this situation now?

I've given you a chance! With your clever brain, why can't you think of it?"

In the heavy rain, Qingling buried his head in Han Yin's arms and sobbed wildly, the rain and tears were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish.

"Actually, I was just thinking. Neither the good nor the victims, they deserve to be treated more cruelly, right?

Back then, with your cultivation, it should have been easy to draw Yao Jia's mother's face, right? I don't know what you made your face for, but people like you should still be treated gently by fate, right?

Otherwise, there will be no good reward for good people, and there will be more and more bad people in this world, so how can you mix it!"

Han Yin gently stroked her hair, a little distressed.

This girl is so miserable, well, although the age can be considered his grandmother level.

Qingling didn't speak, just cried desperately, as if she wanted to cry her grievances for a hundred years.

After a long time, the clouds cleared, the rain stopped, and the white color was gone, as well as the bicycles and concrete roads.

Han Yin and Qing Ling found themselves in a lush forest, and their clothes were dry.

Qing Ling left Han Yin's embrace, she stretched out her hand, and the black flames in her palm were beating, this is a bloodline skill that only the black fox lineage can have.

"The spiritual power has recovered, no, I feel like I'm stronger than before. ”

After resuming his cultivation, Qingling's entire temperament changed.

Han Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

If the big guy becomes a salted fish, it really can't be moved. Because the big guy's thinking is sometimes more coarse, micro-manipulation is not very good, if the skill level is directly reduced, it may not be able to get out of the novice village.

Han Yin felt the operation of the spiritual veins in his body, and indeed, he found that his strength seemed to have become stronger.

What's more, the outfits of the two were basically the same before they followed, and Han Yin even carried the Qiankun glass umbrella on his back.

"Here he comes. ”

Qing Ling was shocked, almost unsteady on his feet, relying on Han Yin's arm to barely stabilize his figure.

Out of the shadows of the woods path came a young man dressed in white and holding a short sword.

His eyes are somewhat similar to Yao Jia's, but more majestic and aggressive. With a slender and straight figure, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, when you stand there, you will have the word "handsome guy".

No retouching is required.

He threw the short sword on the ground casually, and applauded lightly: "Han Yin is Han Yin, a woman with a will to die will be tempted by you, amazing." ”

The voice is very immature and familiar, there were three levels before, and his voice has appeared.

This is the divine consciousness of the Five Elements Reincarnation Tree!

"Qing Ling, do you think I don't look like Yao Bufan? Like? Or not? Hey, why are you trembling? Isn't your cultivation very powerful? Come on, my sword is lost, you come to kill me!"

Qing Ling squatted on the ground, holding his head, constantly shaking, and the whole person was already on the verge of collapse.

"What, father-in-law. ”

Han Yin pulled out the Qiankun glass umbrella from behind his back and protected Qingling behind him.

"Your daughter Yao Jia told me a lot about you. ”

Han Yinpi said with a smile.

"Daughter? What are you talking about? When did I, Yao Li, have a daughter? How is this possible?

Women are so troublesome that they are going to die, I, Yao Li, am starving to death, being beaten to death, practicing madness and bursting into the demon meridians, and I won't have any contact with any woman.

Not to mention having a daughter. ”

Yao Bufan's voice turned into a thick magnetic baritone, and his tone was very puzzled.

Well, that's right, the law of true fragrance!

Han Yin has a bottom in his heart, praise Master Xiaolin!

Father-in-law, you said you didn't want to, but then you were still very honest.

Didn't a philosopher say that life is not a collection of pigeons, repeaters, and the laws of true fragrance?

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

Han Yin stuck the Qiankun glass umbrella on the ground and silently recited the mantra. The twenty-eight umbrella bones turned into flying swords of four colors, forming a net, constantly shuttling around Yao Bufan, interfering with the opponent's defenses.

(The dragon of the secret of ten thousand lives goes to sea!)

Han Yin's index finger pointed at Yao Bufan, and the cyan python came out of the umbrella paper of the Qiankun glass umbrella, and pounced on Yao Bufan like a sharp arrow, with an amazing momentum!

"I can't see it, you're quite skilled at using this magic weapon. ”

Yao Bufan's handsome face had a mocking smile, and he snapped his fingers lightly, and the cyan python was cut into more than a dozen pieces like an eel chopped by a chef.

Finally, it turned into stars and was absorbed by the umbrella surface of the Qiankun glass umbrella.

Mag chicken, so fierce! I can't hold a single move!

Han Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he really didn't expect to hurt Yao Bufan in the slightest, but ...... This broken snake is too watery, isn't it? Isn't it arrogant on weekdays?

"These flies you get are noisy too!"

Yao Bufan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, those flying swords made of umbrella bones turned into dull umbrella bones again, broken and fell to the ground.

Han Yinwa's mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person directly knelt on the ground. The blood in the nostrils can't be stopped!

People are umbrellas, umbrellas are people, natal magic weapons are greatly damaged, and the caster is not much better.

"It's so boring to kill you like this kind of wastewood. But you speak out first, there is no way, let's get on the road. ”

A cyan flame appeared in Yao Bufan's palm, and from afar, Han Yin could feel that his skin was about to be roasted.

It seems that the father of his Han Daguan's girlfriend seemed to really look down on him when he was young.

Why is this so awkward?

A strange thought flashed through Han Yin's mind, and he saw a dazzling light erupt not far from him!

The light dissipated, and Qing Ling's hands were palms with Yao Bufan, and the palms of the two were not half an inch apart, but they were not next to each other.

(These two big guys are very serious people with a clean habit)

Han Yin somewhat understood why Yao Bufan would rather break the oath between the two clans than be with Qing Ling.

These two people are like two mirrors of the same body!

The white fox, the main sacrifice, the black fox, the main secret agent, has a close relationship with humans, but they are their own factions, they do not communicate, and they can't urinate in a pot.

Just when Han Yin was stunned, the two had already decided the winner, and Qing Ling took a dozen steps back, leaving a deep mark on the ground, and did not stop until he leaned against a big tree.

The breath is disordered, and this trick is very difficult to receive.

And Yao Bufan stood still, looking light and light, very comfortable!

It's clear who is more powerful.

Yao Jia, your father is too fierce! This is still his strength a hundred years ago!

At this moment, Han Yin's heart was broken! At the same time, he felt happy.

Thanks to Yao Bufan, he dotes on his daughter very much, otherwise he would have been beaten to death.