Skimming Han Chenao's gaze, the little brother's body took a few steps back, and in an instant, the sword light and sword shadow accompanied his unruly temperament, appearing from his raised eyebrows.

His qi and blood were surging, and the feeling of electric shock invaded his eight veins.

He didn't end up with broken muscles, but he was also breathing chaotically, not only was his body damaged, but his heart beat faster than one hundred and twenty beats per minute!

The blood flowed faster, happily in his body, teasing his heart without hurrying or slowing.

My mind is not very clear.

"Ah, sadistic, I ...... This time, I lost my wife and broke my soldiers. ”

His body had already flown out, like a bird with broken wings, and soon fell heavily to the ground.

The dust and fallen leaves are accompanied by small thorns, and the little brother is about to fall on a stubborn rock!

"Not good!"

He bared his teeth and tried to avoid the sharp edges and corners of the boulders.

It was really different, and when his heart found the sharp stone, his whole body was in chaos.

He desperately wanted to avoid these backlash and self-harm, but in the end, he could only curl up his body instinctively and roll without hesitation--

"Click, click!"

The poignant sound of falling leaves, not the sound of the little brother covering his chest and trembling wildly.

But after all, he was afraid, and his head desperately tried to retract into the crook of his arm.

The whole person is pitiful, in order not to be scratched by the stone, the younger brother is even more desperate.

Closed, tormented, tormented.

He was most afraid that his face would be ruined.

The white light in front of him burned elegantly, "crackling" and rolling in front of him, and in a clearing, the sound had stopped.

The rolling sky, the rolling ground, uncovering the sleeves, not afraid of the greenery, the little brother was already trembling, and his head was tucked into his coat.

"Ah, I don't want to be beaten - I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!"

Cowering, he didn't coax until he died, his body tilted, his perspective collapsed, chaos abounded, and the whole person rolled on the ground "gurgling", bumping into the corner of the stubborn stone.

He was not struck by lightning, and his facial expression, after stopping rolling, quickly regained his original eccentricity.

The voice that made Jaw Tian be calculated, mixed with the taste of banter.

"I don't know if it's a demon pill?"

His body was violently shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice hoarse, and his meaning was dark.

What kind of precious item is something that even Hanchen Ao doesn't want to give up?

Everyone, some can live, and some are not far from death.

But they all came and followed, looking at the body that had slept on the ground, and the demon pill rolling on the ground.

The demon pill reincarnation is complicated and gentle.

The girl's complex feelings of compassion are still there.

"I take her demon pill seriously! Don't say that, let it be to me! I'm going to recuperate! ”

His voice is brutal and capricious.

And there is no lack of that feeling of death, and it is difficult to see his snickering joy.

"This is a demon pill."

The demon pill can cure diseases, and the qi of heaven and earth on its body is very mysterious, and it will absorb the aura of the world.

If it fuses with people, it will naturally produce energy backlash, its mass is dense, and the gap between it and the cultivation of the fused person is too big, and it will produce an overwhelming backlash!

But Jaw Tian didn't do this, she probably wouldn't have eaten the demon pill - Shadow Leopard, and Han Chenao didn't kill it.

"How can it be such a big demon pill, it's rare to see it."

"Well, but Han Chenao already wants it. Duanmu Liu, what do you mean by this? ”

"I'm going to get up and escort the girl to receive the prize."

Duanmu Liu is the little brother in green, the second-in-command of the "beggar gang" of Caokou.

He is not a good person, and now he can't get the dear demon pill, so he simply hits the girl with his idea.

"But the shield...... She herself, the Eucharist, is not to be defiled. There must be better treasures on her body! ”

"However, we are kept out."

“…… All right. ”

So he solved the problem on his own and did not mention it.

Early in the morning, at midnight.

In spring, under the dome of the sky, for a mountain, silently exuding its unique fragrance.

At the foot of the mountain, a knee-length meadow is green.

Variegated wildflowers dot the ground, and a trail is slowly outlined.

The elegant winding path leads to the secluded, but it is also a leisure mecca.

"Bang", then another.

Bumpy "ox cart".

Energetic Duanmu Liu.

A gloomy face of Han Chen's pride.

A road was pulled up by two wheels, this "car" seemed to be pulling a car carrying people, at this time Duanmu Liu had already volunteered to pick up the handlebar, his body was trembling, and in front of Han Chenao's eyes, there was soon only that road left.

It was a long way, and the air was cold in the early morning, so he snorted coldly and walked away.

He was injured and couldn't catch the car.

"Duanmu Liu's physical strength is really demonic."

He sighed coldly, and there was an extra white shadow in front of him, it was her, the girl he could realize at once.

The girl is still wrapped in a protective shield? Is there really no chance to take advantage of it, the handcuffs or something, and she can't wear her body.

Hanchen is proud of her.

Her body, in front of her eyes, had slowly disappeared with Duanmu Liu.

Why is the style of painting wrong?

"Ahem--"

The car quickly walked away, and there was a faint coolness on Hanchen's proud forehead, and the stuffy heat enveloped his head, and he stretched out his hand and wiped it.

Drops of sweat on the face.

He pursed his lips in disgust, but his whole body still trembled.

The wet morning frost quickly wet the hem of his clothes.

He immediately returned the way he came.

With a "sigh", Han Chenao took a few steps, and his body was still trembling inexplicably.

understands the things that can't be seen, and he keeps cutting, but his thoughts are flying wildly.

"No, my dignity--"

On his body, his cultivation was originally unfathomable.

However, Han Chenao's mask quickly fell off.

His body seemed to have accepted his fate, and the cultivation that had just been quite powerful made Cao Kou obey his cultivation - I see, it was all fake.

His body trembled a little.

But the momentum of Han Chenao's whole body was constantly decreasing.

His blue clothes were tense, and his whole person burst out with inexplicable weakness.

The body of five big and three thick, he is alone, and his figure has slid down--

With a "plop", he had already bent his legs, and the feeling of breaking his knees was frozen, and the dangerous "click" sound intensified.

The body fell uncontrollably, and it felt very bad and humiliating.

Han Chenao had already closed his eyes silently, breathing soundly, faintly and indisputably with the world.

"Yes, that's enough!"

His body, his will, is very deranged, isn't it? Why did he look like this, was it because of Jaw Tian, or was it his hypocritical cultivation?

On his body, his momentum is still falling, and he has already fallen below the momentum of Jaw Tian, and her cultivation is also weak, right?