Li He felt that since this trip was to kill people and kill people, and the difference in strength between the two sides was still huge, there was no need to cover it up.

If the task assigned by Senior Brother Zhang Yun is completed well, then this thigh can be regarded as being hugged, and in the future, in the entire Bailan School Palace, it can be walked sideways.

The guy named Tang Dong, his family's stone courtyard happened to be on the edge of Baishi Village, which also happened to be at this point in time, and there were few people at home.

Li He and Bai Shan rushed directly from the periphery and were unnoticed.

If you enter here, you don't have to hide, one old and one young have two lives, and you can take them directly.

The road to brilliant Tengda will also begin!

But the scene in front of him made Li He and Bai Shan faintly feel that something was wrong.

In this courtyard, why is the atmosphere a little wrong?

And how is there such a big pit in the ground?

And what about these people? Dressed in white, could it be that some big force in the city is from it?

What are you doing here?

The two of them were thinking about it, and at this time, a middle-aged man in white standing in the back row slowly turned his head, and the white light in his eyes shone brightly.

The next moment, two ice sculptures appeared in place, and the man waved his hand, and the ice sculptures disappeared, falling miles away, shattering into countless pieces.

The two people who came in, like a small episode, walked out of this door in less than a few seconds.

It's just that it crosses the gap between life and death.

The nine white-clothed people didn't move, and Han Jun also continued to walk up step by step, and with each step, his face became a little paler.

Tang Dong didn't have the time to care about who the few people who just came in were, looking at Han Jun's slightly thin figure, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

It stands to reason that this matter should have nothing to do with him, this is a problem and dispute between Han Jun and them, and he is just an outsider.

However, after all, Han Jun was rescued from the sea by himself, and in the past few days, he got along quite well, but it seemed that he fought against the bluestone monster fish because he saved himself, and he was seriously injured again, and then these people rushed to hear the news.

Tang Dong had an indescribable feeling, his fists clenched slightly, angry?

Yes!

How could he not be angry when he took away his friends from his presence, or in this way!

But the powerful Han Jun was also completely suppressed by these people, they only need to move their fingers, and they will be destroyed, if Han Jun does not comply, maybe he will be killed on the spot!

Now, I can only watch Han Jun being taken away like a prisoner, this peerless and noble strange woman, right now, bears the shame.

Han Jun, who stepped out of the pit, faced the nine white-clothed people with indifferent expressions, and said again for the white-bearded old man: "Please!"

Han Jun stopped, suddenly turned his head at a certain moment, took off the light veil, revealed a stunning face, and smiled at Tang Dongyan, who was standing below, "Stinky brother, my sister is home, you come on to cultivate." ”

Go home?

For some reason, hearing these two words, Tang Dong only felt even more bitter, and among the people in white, there were also people who showed a playful smile.

Raising his hand and waving stiffly, Tang Dong suddenly felt even colder, and a chill rose in his heart, but this chill seemed to bring warmth.

"Go home, with the old man!"

A voice suddenly sounded, majestic and majestic, but with an irrepressible anger and boundless killing intent, as if coming from all directions, densely filling the entire space, pouring into the ears of everyone present like a magic sound.

Han Jun, whose eyes were dead and gray, suddenly regained his vitality and suddenly raised his head.

I saw that on the horizon, a wide and boundless cloud was rushing towards this side.

It was still clear before, and in the blink of an eye, the clouds were overcast, and there was no wind and rain falling, but there seemed to be snowflakes, sweeping the sky all over the sky, with extreme coldness.

The nine white-clothed people led by the white-bearded old man were like being struck by lightning at this moment, revealing a shocked look.

"Catch her!" The white-bearded old man drank violently and took the lead in making a move, and the nine people quickly surrounded and rushed towards Han Jun, as if they wanted to capture Han Jun before the owner of this voice arrived.

"In front of this seat, you dare to be rebellious!"

The last word fell, and countless tiny snowflakes seemed to have passed through the space and suddenly appeared under Tang Dong's field of vision.

If you look closely, this doesn't seem to be a simple snowflake, each snowflake is like a whirlpool, and the edge of the whirlpool, like a sword edge, cuts the air.

Each of these whirlpools is different, with its own rules, shape, size, speed and speed.

At this moment, the snowflakes suddenly rioted, faster than the nine white-clothed men, approaching their bodies from all angles in the blink of an eye, and then, slamming into them.

The nine figures suddenly stopped, and the cold aura on their bodies dissipated, and in their place, another breath that was extremely cold, as if it was about to freeze everything in the world, was released from their bodies.

Countless dense light sounds sounded from them, and nine figures turned into nine ice sculptures!

The horrified expressions on their faces were the same, lifelike.

Between a thin layer of ice, there was already a distance between life and death, just like the two young men who were killed by one of them before.

Tang Dong's expression had frozen, looking at Han Jun, who was fragile but seemed to be very excited, looking at the nine ice sculptures, he looked up a little blankly.

A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, dressed in snow-white clothes and with his hands behind his back, stepped from the clouds in the sky.

"Second uncle!"

Han Jun said softly, and there were fluctuations in his eyes that Tang Dong had never seen before, as if he was in tears, and he was pitiful.

A touch of pity welled up in the middle-aged man's eyes, he walked up to Han Jun, put his hand on her shoulder, and said softly: "Second uncle is here, it's okay!"

There was a white brilliance shining on his hands, and all of it was absorbed by Han Jun, Han Jun, who looked extremely weak before, slowly regained some blood on his face at this time.

The two have the same breath, and they seem to have a miraculous effect of healing.

The middle-aged man exhaled lightly at this time, "You broke out before and attracted this group of rebels, but fortunately, the second uncle also happened to sense it, if you are one step late, the consequences will be unimaginable!" ”

"I never thought that after a little fighting, they would perceive it." Han Jun shook his head.

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand, and his cold gaze swept towards the nine ice sculptures, "Jun'er, it's still dangerous here, the second uncle will take you to a safe place." ”

With a wave of his hand, the nine ice sculptures instantly turned into powder, and then they were swept up by a gust of wind and flew to an unknown place.

Han Jun was silent for a while, glanced at Tang Dong, and said something in the middle-aged ear, the middle-aged man's face moved slightly, he thought about it, and then a small notebook appeared in his hand, as well as a brocade bag, and handed it to Han Jun.

Tang Dong, who had just come back to his senses, looked at Han Jun, who was approaching him step by step with a smile on his face, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

It's really a lot of twists and turns, but fortunately, this woman seems to have successfully survived this catastrophe.

"Stinky brother, you are not small, and you dare to help your sister scold them." Putting the things in his hand into Tang Dong's hand, Han Jun reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Sister is gone, work hard to cultivate, maybe in the future, there will be a goodbye day." ”