Han Xu pulled the light line.

In the basement, except for the table lamp on the table, there was an electric lamp itself, and at this time, the light appeared brightly above his head, making Bai Liuyi, who had raised his head slightly, feel a deep stinging in his eyes.

The simple layout, the pieces of equipment, the shiny horizontal bars, and the simple and childish paintings on the walls, but they seem to tell a world map of hideous desires.

The whole view of the basement appeared in her field of vision for the first time.

She tilted her head slightly, and there was a door next to it, and inside was the toilet and shower room, and it was obvious that this was a place where people stayed for a long time. The faint noise of people outside, as well as the layout of the environment here, also made her roughly understand that the place where she was now should not be a dangerous place, but a place where the young man in front of her cultivated.

All of this is full of the word loneliness, which makes her vigilance slightly lower.

Her gaze gradually shifted to the young man who had entered.

Han Xu wore a mask on his face and carried fresh porridge, and walked in front of her again.

Mask, blindfold, long black sleeves, and slacks, his current appearance is completely a rumored depiction of the World Slayer, except that he is not wearing a combat uniform.

The coldness in Bai Liuyi's eyes was sharper again.

Han Xu stood in front of him with the bowl for half a minute, and when he saw that she was still unmoved, he put the porridge on the table, put it on the table with the porridge at noon, and then took a stool and sat down in front of her.

She looked at him silently.

He also looked at her silently.

Both of them are masked, not showing their full faces, each maintaining a mystery, and neither party has spoken, but there seem to be countless stories, and the grievances that are more than 3,000 feet deep in the Peach Blossom Pond are surging past and roaring into their minds in the meter-long interval between the two of them.

Han Xu's face looked a little mysterious under the light, and his deep eyes that were slightly locked were radiating little by little in this dark basement, and the air in the entire room seemed to follow and become solemn.

The woman in white looked at his eyes that he hadn't hidden, and her heart was full of turmoil.

She knew that no amount of anger, no matter how much killing intent there was, it was meaningless, because she was now a prisoner of the other party, and the fish and meat in the eyes of the other party, so she took a deep breath, controlled her mind, and no longer fluctuated violently.

"Why didn't you kill me?" A few minutes passed, and she looked at Han Xu and finally said her first words.

Her voice was still hoarse and weak, but there was still the slightest pride in her unwilling to bow her head, and undisguised hostility.

Han Xu looked at her and said calmly: "Because the reason why you killed me is different from the rest of the students, and it is different from anyone who wants to kill me." ”

She frowned and said coldly: "You don't kill me because you know why I want to kill you, so shouldn't I die more?"

Han Xu didn't speak, he didn't know how to pick up the topic, he looked at his own shadow on the ground, and said, "You must know something, it is possible to know my existence, and it is possible to suspect that I did it...... So, what do you know?"

He speaks of "I", not "we".

Bai Liuyi glanced out of the door with cold eyes, she knew that there was a fat man outside the door, who was his accomplice, and he couldn't get out of this matter.

Bai Liuyi didn't reply, but slowly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes were like a crescent moon that no longer shone in the light.

Han Xu looked at her, in addition to helplessness, there were many complex emotions in his heart.

He gently placed her Xuanka on the ground beside her, rolled up the black long-sleeved sleeves, and asked, "Your name is Bai Liuyi?"

Bai Liuyi still drooped his eyelids.

Han Xu half-leaned back in the chair, looked at the hem of her white clothes, and said slowly: "You are very lucky to be born, because your father is the White Emperor." ”

As soon as Han Xu's words fell, Bai Liuyi's hand suddenly trembled. The edge in her eyes was revealed again, and she vowed to break the cold to pieces.

And the title that appeared in Han Xu's mouth made this ordinary and down-and-out slum seem to sink into it.

can be called the emperor, except for the emperor of the current identity federation, the only one who has this honor is the powerful warrior in this world, the peak powerhouse who is enough to influence the survival of the federation. And the White Emperor is one of them.

The Great Master, the Grand Master, the Great Master, the Great Dou, and then the Saint.

As the top powerhouse of the most powerful Taidou Rank of the Divine Wind Federation more than ten years ago, no one would not know the White Emperor - Bai Ling.

A powerful and incomparable martial artist, and at the same time proficient in Xuanka and various factions, whether it is the monster battlefield or the battlefield between the Holy Land Alliance, he has left countless brilliant achievements in his life;

That battle, all eyes on it.

After this battle, the name of the White Emperor began to fade under the shadow of Nangong bat, and now it has disappeared for more than ten years.

For more than ten years, the name of the White Emperor is still enough to tremble and make people panic.

Han Xu glanced at her hand and continued, "But your life is not as lucky as your birth.

You don't like to talk, you are cold, because you have no family since you were a child, your mother died when you were young, your father was a witch, he left you when you were about three years old, his whereabouts are unknown, and you have no relatives other than your father, and you have been orphaned ever since.

Because of the talent, you don't have to go to the orphanage because of all this, but without relatives, all this makes you ridiculed and hit since you were a child, and you begin to become inferior, and it is precisely because of this inferiority complex that you have created your character of not being willing to be close to others, creating your coldness, your loneliness.

The sequelae of this inferiority complex have continued to this day, and after you have enough talent and strength to surpass any young person, it still has not improved.

You live alone, you don't trust anyone, you don't like anyone, you don't want to have too much contact with anyone. You don't have friends, and you can't even maintain absolute trust in your own teachers. You live in the deep mountains and old forests, you live outside the city, and you stay away from people. The only pillar you have is spiritual practice.

The only thing in the world that can comfort you is martial arts and Xuanka.

You are enchanted to immerse yourself in the world of martial arts, you learn martial arts, you learn genka, you make genka, everything you do is to make yourself stronger. All this makes you full, and all this can give you the greatest happiness in your life.

You are a great genius, you can create a two-star Xuanka in your teens, you can be close to the middle level of your fellow practitioners, you are above countless peers, and you are guaranteed to get the entrance qualification of the most mysterious and powerful Void Gate University in the Federation, you are enough to despise countless peers. However, you always have one wish, which is to find your father who is missing.

The world says that your father is a coward, and after losing to Nangong Bat, he collapsed, so he committed suicide; you don't believe it, you don't believe that he will do this, you don't believe that he will abandon you like this, and you don't believe that he will abandon you like this. You also hate him, hate him for leaving you, hate him for giving you too much pain, but he is always your only relative, you still want to find him, so as to ask why you want to leave you, why let you face everything at such a young age. You want to find him, even if you don't ask so much why, just take a look, just know that he's alive.

The federal government can't help you, so you do your own research, do your own research, and finally find clues, but everything makes you gradually realize that your father is dead.

A generation of Tianjiao White Emperor is dead. ”

"Shut up!"

She said that her mouth was weak and weak, but it was like a powerful reprimand, which made Han Xu's voice interrupt for a while.

She stared at the cold, her face was very ugly, her breathing became more and more rapid, and sentence by sentence, it was like a sword piercing her heart, making her heartbeat seem to be disordered.

Han Xu glanced at her, looked at her eyes that turned from sloppy to fierce, and continued: "In this world, there will always be people who live outside the mortal world, and if they are strong enough to a certain level, they are beyond the reach of mortals.

You don't believe that your father is dead, and even if you spend all your efforts and can't find the slightest clue about him, you still believe that he is still alive, but not in the eyes of the world. Indeed, as powerful as the White Emperor, one of the most powerful martial artists in the world, how could he die easily, Nangong Bat didn't kill him, so who might let him die? You know that he doesn't admit defeat, you know that he can't fall because of a failure, you know, what he wants must be to become stronger, and then defeat Nangong Bat again.

After your father left you, he went south and north, and you also went south and north, and finally you found out that the last trace of the White Emperor was in Diling Province, so you focused all your eyes on Diling Province. As you search for any information in the province that might be related to your father, you gradually discover a young duo - the World Destroyer.

This young organization has shown extraordinary talent, surprising strength, everyone wonders where the lowly World Destroyer learned the martial arts, where did he come into contact with Xuanka, self-study also needs a foundation, and how to build their foundation? Talent is only a part, if there is no one to guide it, even the most dazzling genius will not show its light.

Other people's doubts are just doubts, and the search for your father's whereabouts has reached the point where you don't want to let go of any possibility, and gradually locked the goal on the world destroyer.

However, there is very little information from the mainstream of the world destroyer, no one knows who the world destroyer is, what he looks like, what hole cards he has, and even what age, no one knows, you just look for it little by little, find out all the remaining information of the world destroyer, and you even go to secretly investigate the body of the world destroyer...... You begin to determine that the Destroyer of the World has a relationship with your father.

Because no one can recognize the evolved "Ling Feng Divine Spectrum", but you, his own daughter, even if you haven't learned this martial art, even if he hasn't taught you the martial arts that he didn't have the opportunity to teach you, it's just that Feng Jian Pian Yu learned one or two from the traces he left at home, but you still recognize it. ”

Han Xu looked at her slightly blurred eyes, and then said: "Combined with the previous investigations, you are beginning to be truly sure that your father is dead, because it is impossible for him to teach the Lingfeng Divine Spectrum to others, if he is still alive, the World Destroyer should not be so safe outside, and he will not be able to condone the World Destroyer's deviance." And since the World Destroyer is still alive, it must have nothing to do with your father's death.

Anger, hatred, more than a decade of obsession ruined...... You're not completely sure, but you're already sure. You want to kill the World Destroyer, but you don't have any evidence to say that the World Destroyer is related to your father, and the World Destroyer can't be caught by the federal government, who else can you rely on?

You are on your own for everything, and start to find your own way to find us and kill us.

You begin to reason about how the Destroyer is related to your father, and in conjunction with your father's life, you begin to realize the possibility of this connection.

The White Emperor is a ghost, a great martial artist, and he has dabbled in almost all factions, he has left a book at home, or a diary, or some other information, some research about himself, including his original method of making a hundred miles of soul incense, about his design intentions. Then you gradually begin to think about it, and begin to understand the possibility in your heart, and you also realize that if the World Destroyer is really as close to your father as you think, the Hundred Miles Soul Restoration Incense can be your way to seal all this.

Your strength is not enough, and you are worried that you will not be the opponent of the World Destroyer just by yourself, or that the World Destroyer can escape, so you join this siege plan of the World Destroyer, and it is even possible that this plan was initiated by you, with the purpose of confirming whether everything is as you think, if so, with the help of the strength of the rest of the academy disciples, relying on their competitive psychology, and finally get what you want.

In the end, the World Destroyer succeeded in appearing because of the Hundred Miles Soul Rejuvenation Incense. All your guesses are true, and the Destroyer of Worlds looks at you with murderous eyes, just by looking at your face, you know that you are enemies between you. ”

Han Xu's voice came to an abrupt end.

Bai Liuyi's fingertips were trembling all the time.

Such a long remark hovered in this basement for a long time, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Such a humble little person in the world, talking about the legend of more than ten years ago, feels that the conflict is strong, but the fact is that many impossibilities in the world have become possible because of some very subtle connections.

"Do you want to ...... Attacking the heart?" she looked at Han Xu, trying to calm her mind.

Han Xu smiled slightly bitterly and said, "This is your story, do you want to hear my story?"