Han Chen was awake for the second day, lying on the bed, his body recovered quickly, thinking that the master had given him some kind of panacea.

Thinking of the master's arms again, he was very relieved at that moment, he wanted to be by her side all the time, didn't think too much, just wanted to rely on her, and suddenly remembered that he vaguely heard the master say that she had a younger brother in his sleep yesterday, and he loved Mei very much, but he didn't remember it later, which made him very strange, shouldn't the two sons of the National Teacher's Mansion be the master's elder brother, how could there be a younger brother, could it be that she was angry yesterday because of him......

"Wake up."

A cool, slightly soft voice interrupted his musings.

"Lord."

He struggled to get out of bed. But it was blocked by a hand, and Qianhan sat on the edge of the bed.

"Don't move if you're hurt, keep it, come with me tomorrow, don't stay here!"

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Han Chen's lower abdomen, causing him to tremble.

"The stuff here is so good to be protected." With that, he got up and walked out.

"Something?"

Han Chen looked inside his dantian and found that there was a blue petal-shaped object floating in the dantian, thinking that this thing saved herself, and this thing must be extremely important to the owner, so she gave it to herself? Thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep again.

At night, he was awakened by the sound of a flute, the internal injury had healed, he turned over and got out of bed, listening to the flute was very powerful but mixed with some loneliness, giving him a familiar feeling, so that he couldn't help but look for it.

Pushing the door open, he walked towards the sound of the flute. I saw that on a tree in the courtyard, Qianhan Shadow stood on a thick branch, white hair draped around his waist, silver light under the moonlight, I don't know why the master's hair and eyes were so special.

She changed into a rare white shirt, which looked very thin, and she was also a woman after all. She was holding a silver flute in her hand, very beautiful, with a blue tassel at the tail of the flute, her eyes slightly closed, her fingers dancing, the night breeze brushed her long hair, and the flute sound blew into Han Chen's heart.

He just looked at her quietly, he didn't want to break such a beautiful and quiet time, she must know that she existed, since she chose to continue, then he would accompany her until she no longer needed him...

It must be a night.

Following. Several black shadows flew out of the dark hall and then quickly disappeared. Then the heavy palace gate was opened, and a purple-black palace car pulled by three purebred snow lions slowly pulled out from the inside and stopped at the palace gate.

It is made of a whole piece of fine red sandalwood, which is not easy to be destroyed, under the sun, the red sandalwood reveals a noble purple and black in the red background, and the body reveals a satin-like smooth and jade texture, and the texture of the red sandalwood is dense, as thin as a hair, similar to the curly lines of cow hair, the surface is densely covered with golden filaments, such as the starry sky flashing, very good-looking, the whole car is graceful and luxurious, quiet and ancient. This shows the high status of the people inside.

Rosewood Weifu and the wind-cold night soul half-knelt in front of the palace gate

"Subordinates, see the Lord!"

Suddenly, eight streamers flew out of the car, and they didn't enter the eyebrows of the eight people, and there were eight silver snowflakes looming, no one dared to question them, no one dared to disobey, it was the unique secret given to them by the lord, it was the life talisman they were in distress and the life talisman that the thousand cold shadows controlled them. She was never a good person.

"The cold soul of Gui Xun followed, and the rest stayed in the secluded hall." A cold voice came from inside the car.

"Yes!" There is no objection, it is certainly what they want to be by the side of the lord, but the hidden hall is the backing of the lord, maybe the lord does not need it, but they will definitely guard it for her and wait for the day when it will play its role.

"Let's go." Calm but imposing. The two words that are obviously very ordinary have aroused the horror in everyone's hearts.

The body starts, and the Smoke Cold Soul Eagle follows on both sides of the body, and there are only ten knights behind the car, and no one knows where they are, they are the best killers and the most dedicated secret guards! Everyone in the dark hall bowed their heads

"Congratulations to the Lord, the Lord returns victorious!"

The sound came from all directions, the snow-capped mountains trembled, the black phoenix-patterned flags on the whole mountain hunted, and the red word 'ghost' in the middle was extremely conspicuous! The lion roared, and the tiger roared in unison. It was an event that everyone will never forget.

The car headed west. The car is very spacious, the night pearl is inlaid, there is a four-legged mahogany table on the soft foot of the raccoon hair, and there is a delicate tea set on it. Han Chen often makes tea for her to stir for fun. The art of tea is also learned by Han Chen for a long time.

Qianhan Shadow lies sideways, his head is supported by his hands, his eyes are slightly squinted, his black brocade robe, the cuffs are inlaid with gold silk and moire trim, and the waist is tied with white silk, with a jade pendant engraved with the word "ghost", lazy and noble.

Han Chen was sitting on the side, but he was not inhibited, he was used to being close to her.

"You can see where the northernmost part of the continent is."

"I don't know, I think it should be an extremely cold place."

"When you arrive in the spiritual country, you should choose a place for life, and you must be quiet."

"It's the master, the slave knows."

"Don't go far."

"Slaves won't."

"Come with me into the palace when you arrive."

"Yes, Lord."

Only then did Han Chen know that the master had come to the Spirit Kingdom this time, and he had actually informed the King of the Spirit Kingdom. I don't know what to do.

"Lord, near night, do you rest?"

"Exactly."

The owner is extremely anorexic, only eats peaches and other refreshing fruits, and only uses Bigu Dan for the stomach, Han Chen doesn't know why, he tries his best to spend a lot of money to seek peaches and other fruits, peaches are not available in the hidden hall, where the temperature is low, not suitable for the growth of peaches.

Although anorexic, the owner of the sleep is very fond of it, because I heard that sleep is very suitable for physical growth. The host was very concerned about her height. So I was extremely sleepy every day. Even if they don't need to rest, their owners do.

The car stopped, and there was no inn on the way to the west, and the climate in the north where they were located was complicated and harsh, and it had always been inaccessible, so they could only use their own tents to camp in the woods.

"Lord, you can get out of the car and rest."

Smoke stood respectfully in front of the car. A hand reached out and lifted the curtain. Then Han Chen bent over, still lifting the curtain, his red eyes opened, Qianhan Shadow slowly got up, then got out of the car, and followed Xun into the account. The space ring is really not an ornament, although the account is ready-made, but there are everything.

A thousand cold shadows and clothes lie down. It's very sleepy to watch.

Han Chen helped her take off her boots in front of the couch, lifted the brocade quilt on the side and gently covered her, and put her silver hair in place, ready to get up and leave.

"But I can press the stilts", but Qianhan Shadow didn't mean to let him go.

"Lord, Slave Society."

Qian Han did not reply, but turned around and closed his eyes, leaving his back to him. She believed in me so much that she would leave her back to me!

Han Chen's hand was gently placed on her, feeling her slightly cool body temperature, and suddenly thinking of the feeling in her arms that day, she couldn't help but blush, her fingers were slightly forced, but she was extremely serious, like treating a precious work of art. He was willing to relieve her fatigue.

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