The night was melting, and the dark sky was dotted with stars, adding a bit of vitality to the silent night, and a soft ray of moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the windowsill, which seemed to be silver-plated.

Ning Hui, who was sitting in front of the window, was staring at the night sky quietly with eyes like autumn water, and suddenly saw a dark light sliding from the sky, as gorgeous as a star, Ning Hui was overjoyed and hurriedly ran outside the house to greet him.

"Husband is back!"

A cold sword qi swept by, Yang Han's painful face looked bloodless, and behind him was Zhao Yi with blank eyes, Ning Hui's heart trembled, and he raised his feet and walked slowly towards Zhao Yi.

"Sister Zhao!"

She called Zhao Yi gently, her voice was so gentle that her already soft heart was even more fragile, Zhao Yi raised her eyes to look at Ning Hui, lowered her head, leaned on Ning Hui's arms, and cried sadly in an instant,

Ning Hui gently stroked her back, not wanting to say anything, even Yang Han was silent.

At this time, looking at the traceless sword in his hand, he only noticed that the cyan spar on the hilt of the sword gradually faded and even changed to white, and Yang Han's hand holding the sword trembled.

Deeper exposure, Ning Hui came out of Zhao Yi's house with a basin of blood-stained water, Yang Han stayed outside, and when she saw Ning Hui coming out, she took the wooden basin in her hand, and the two walked towards the empty backyard.

She ...... Sister-in-law is asleep?"

Maybe this title could make him feel that it was meaningful for him to give up Ye Tao to save Zhao Yi, but Ning Hui didn't know what Yang Han was thinking at this time, and he didn't feel surprised that he suddenly changed his name to Zhao Yi.

"Sister Zhao has already fallen asleep. “

Thinking of Zhao Yi's unstoppable tears, Ning Hui's eyes also became sour, pursed her lips, and said, "She is also tired." “

Yang Han poured the water in his hand into the canal, put the wooden basin aside, and looked back at Ning Hui, extremely serious.

"Hui'er, can you take care of your sister-in-law?"

Ning Hui was surprised, and then understood, "Husband, are you going to find Senior Brother?"

"Hmm. Yang Han nodded, his face was cold, he might not be able to get it back if he went, but he was just unwilling.

Ning Hui nodded solemnly, "I will definitely take care of Sister Zhao!"

By this time, halfway through the night,

Yang Han returned to the street where he entered the illusion, taking advantage of the moonlight hollow, Yang Han once again entered the virtual realm, it was still the cliff just now, the ground was sunken in a large piece, and the cliff was black, Yang Han jumped down.

After looking in the fog for a long time, he never saw the entrance again, Yang Han couldn't help but be flustered, the strange rocks were craggy, Yang Han took advantage of the raised stones on the cliff wall, and finally rested for a while, if he was not wrong, the entrance of the cave should be nine feet beside him.

"Qingling!"

A low cry came out of Yang Han's throat, and the true qi flowed on the stone wall, round and round of small voiceprints, through layers of granite, through the stone wall.

"Whew~"

A few faint dragon groans came out of the cracks in the stones, and sure enough!

Yang Han followed the sound, the traceless sword came out of the sheath, and a moonlight fell on the stone wall, and with a sound of "bang~", a jagged crack opened in the stable stone wall.

A tentacle suddenly burst out of the crack, Yang Han was overjoyed, jumped under his feet, and left the wall, only to see that the stone wall that had been cracked could not withstand the collision of Qingling, and cracked one by one, thinking that it was a soft broken stone.

"Huh-" Qing Ling circled the dragon body and rushed out of the pile of rubble, his wings wrapped tightly around his abdomen, raised his head and rushed to the cliff, and after landing on the ground, he spread his wings and gently put Ye Tao on the ground.

Yang Han hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Tao up, but saw that he was unconscious, his lips were black, Qing Ling shook the ash and gravel on the wall, and his hoarse voice was full of anxiety, "Young Master Yang, take a look, why does the master faint when he urges his true qi?"

Yang Han pressed Ye Tao's hand, and it was vaguely visible that there was a dark black vein on his wrist, Yang Han couldn't see it really, he pulled out the traceless sword, and with a "bang", a moonlight was sprinkled on Ye Tao's wrist, illuminating the surrounding environment in an instant.

Yang Han saw the purple-black veins on Ye Tao's wrist, and the hanging heart was instantly raised to his throat.

"How so!"

"Young Master Yang, what's wrong with the master?"

Seeing Yang Han's stunned expression, Qing Ling knew that Ye Tao was afraid that it would be more than auspicious this time, and the dragon head hurriedly came over and asked anxiously, borrowing the Qinghui of the traceless sword in his hand, Yang Han looked back at Qing Ling, and saw that its dragon scales were worn out a lot, revealing pieces of flesh and skin, and a shiver flowed through Yang Han's body, which was warm, shocked, moved, and distressed.

Yang Han's body stiffened for a moment, took out a bottle of white jade thin neck bottle from his waist, poured it out, and handed it to Qing Ling, "Qingjin, your injury is very serious, take Guiyuan Dan first, and rest well." “

Qing Jin looked at the ice-like elixir in Yang Han's hand, shook the dragon's head, and said, "Young Master Yang, Qingling is just a sword spirit, it is an obligation to protect the master, and besides, this is just some skin trauma, and the scales are fine!

Yang Han smiled softly and said, "Qingling, you are injured for the sake of Senior Brother, if he wakes up and sees you covered in bruises like this, he will definitely blame himself, you should take it!"

Qing Ling looked at Ye Tao's closed eyes, the two tentacles shook slightly, and crossed Ye Tao's face, Yang Han handed the pill to the corner of his mouth, Qing Ling opened his mouth, but his eyes were looking at Ye Tao.

Seeing that it swallowed the Guiyuan Pill and crawled quietly beside the two of them, Yang Han also healed Ye Tao with peace of mind.

Qing Ling saw that pure true qi entered Ye Tao's body, and after a long time, Yang Han's face was still calm, and Qing Ling suddenly realized that Yang Han's cultivation had made such great progress.

I didn't know that it was Qing Ling who was next to me, as well as Wei Nuo and Hu Shao who were guarding outside the void, and under Hu Shao's weird ghost mask, a pair of yin owl eyes became deeper and deeper.

The corners of Wesnoth's mouth raised an arc, and he smiled: "Take it now, kill him, and you will have peace of mind!"

"Kill him, doesn't seem like a good time?"

Hu Shao shook his head, a black robe fluttering slightly in the breeze, almost blending in with the night.

Wesnoth laughed and asked impatiently, "It's not a good time, when will it be?"

"This should not be rushed. Hu Shao's tone was still steady, making people unable to understand his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and Wei Nuo turned his face away when he heard this, and sneered.

"Are you unsure?"

Hu Shao looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard a joke, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course I can kill him, but killing him now requires a little strength, why not wait for him to exhaust himself?"

"Isn't it now? I've heard that both of them are seriously injured in Tianbin City, and if you don't want to do anything about that relationship, I'll do it for you. “

Wei Nuo glanced at Hu Shao with a cold gaze, Hu Shao didn't care, and said happily: "Hahaha, Brother Wei, it's not that I underestimated you, Yang Han has been resting these days, his energy is stronger than Ye Tao, fight with him, you can't win." “

Wei Nuo's eyes narrowed slightly, "Isn't Ye Tao the one with the highest cultivation among the five disciples?"

Hu Shao shook his head without hesitation, "It's not what it used to be, Ye Tao was severely injured by the Ice Prison, it is impossible for him to use all his abilities, and now he is seriously injured by this, so he is not afraid, but Yang Han, I have always underestimated him, but I didn't expect that Tiangang's true classics were the first to break through the fifth layer, I'm afraid it will be even more tricky." “

Wesnoth dismisses it and laughs, "Are those five broken books really that useful?"

Hu Shao glanced at him, "Freezing ice and blocking the sea, don't you know?"

"Yes, but what does it matter?"

"Huh! You see that he is just practicing the four-layer Cangshan Negative Snow. Hu Shao said, waved his hand and dispersed the situation in the virtual realm in front of him, turned around and walked into the night, "Cangsheng Tutu, the nine domains of the world, what I want is Wuzhi, including people." “

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Ye Tao's face recovered a little, Yang Han withdrew his hand, Qing Ling stared at Ye Tao's eyes expectantly, but he didn't see Ye Tao wake up, he sighed helplessly, and shrugged his head again.

Yang Han asked, "Who has Senior Brother contacted recently?"

Qing Ling was entrenched on the ground, his head buried in the dragon's wings, "In addition to the city lord, I met a few monks invited by the city, but I heard Miss Zhao say that those few demon monks should be the moon-throated demon monks, called the four brothers of Dara." “

"But this kind of senior brother is clearly a kind of poison in South Vietnam - moth tears. “

Qing Ling raised the dragon's head and suddenly exclaimed, "That's not Elder Ziyou's hometown?

Yang Han frowned slightly when he heard this, and said solemnly: "Qingling, we don't have evidence, so we can't slander the elders." “

"Yes. Qing Ling's suddenly high mood was poured cold again, and he buried his head in his wings again, Yang Han was relieved when he saw this: "Senior brother can't wake up for the time being, but he will be fine, Qing Ling, you rest first." “

Qing Ling looked at Ye Tao's ruddy face, and finally felt a little relieved, the dragon's head shook, his figure shrank, and he saw a cyan light floating into Qing Ling's sword.

On the second day, the weather was still clear and clear, and there was less heat and dryness, and today was the day of Mrs. Huan's funeral.

At noon, in front of the mausoleum, the guards lined up neatly, exposed to the scorching sun, and four monks surrounded the peach coffin and read the scriptures.

The onlookers could only watch from afar, Ning Hui changed into a man's clothes, and she couldn't tell at a glance that it was a real or false boy in the crowd, she also followed everyone to look, and looked at Mrs. Jing, who had not shown up for a long time, danced a very strange dance in front of the four monks and the peach coffin, and everyone could only see her slender shadow mottled on the ground.

In the Tianshu residence, Yang Han listened to the guests discussing endlessly, and said three words without leaving Mrs. Jing and the strange dance.

Yang Han couldn't help asking, "Which part of Mrs. Jing's dance is this brother talking about?"

The man snorted, "It's the dance that sent Mrs. Huan today." “

Yang Han smiled lightly: "There is such a funeral in your city?

The man also laughed together, and said: "Yang Shaoxia, you are humble, we are also curious, when is there a dance in this city to send Bin? “

Vexatious?

Yang Han thought about what this person said, until Ning Hui returned to the Tianshu Residence and was mysteriously pulled back to the room by Ning Hui Shen, Yang Han was still puzzled in his heart.

Ning Hui saw that he was preoccupied, and guessed that he had heard something, "Husband, do you know?"

"Well, what did Hui'er see?" Yang Han didn't hide it, Ning Hui would definitely explain this matter to him.

However, Ning Hui smiled and said, "I can't see what she danced." “

Yang Hanfang was discouraged, and overheard Ning Hui say: "However, Jingnu's dance is full of revenge. “