The flowers are warm and the green cows are lying, and the pine is high and the white cranes are sleeping.

This is Xiange Mountain, and this is Xiange. The flow of the four seasons under the mountain has nothing to do with here, and the hustle and bustle below the mountain has nothing to do with here. Han Qian stood in front of the window, a little nostalgic for the autumn when everything withered.

Outside the house, there were several sounds of cranes going out to forage, and Han Qian's stomach was also hungry. Turning around, he walked towards the restaurant in the fairy pavilion.

Today's restaurant is so lively, mainly because of the four battles in which Yu Hanqian proved his innocence, so that the disciples under Ji Mo's seat all returned to Longyun Mountain.

Everyone was eating quietly.

A moon-white walked in from outside, and the streamer sitting on the left side of the table, as sensitive as a plucked chicken, stood up with a displeased face.

Yesterday, Yu Han was stabbed by his own sword, and was also injured by 'Dark Frost'. Today's complexion looks no different from ordinary people! She couldn't believe and accept this fact.

Streamer watched Han Qian walk in, and she paid attention to it, she stood slightly in the direction of the main seat, using a little bit of true qi that she had only taken the immortal medicine last night and recovered, and then pushed the table with a slam palm.

At this time, I saw that the black table that could accommodate dozens of people to sit, like a giant beast with a smooth and bright mane, was stimulated and roared towards Han Qian at high speed.

Han Qian saw that the dining table was facing him, drawing towards him with ferocity, his brows furrowed, and his elbows were bent to straightened and pushed at a normal speed towards the huge table where dozens of people were sitting.

The black table instantly became stable and well-behaved, and the roar stopped and fell silent.

Everyone was surprised, the push of the streamer weighed at least five or six hundred pounds, and a person who had no cultivation could actually block this table with one hand...

Not only is there a streamer, but everyone also thinks that there must be something strange in this.

"Senior sister, is your injury healed?" In the shallow eyes, there was also a cold front like a sword blade. She hadn't forgotten how George Streamer wanted to kill herself yesterday.

And this, more than once.

The streamer was startled for a moment, and returned to normal, "It seems that each other is each other." ”

Yuyan Qiao was also dressed in white, and when he saw the scene just now, he slowly walked in front of Yu Hanqian, "Senior Sister Yu, if this time is really different from the past, how about it, let's have a discussion?" He clearly saw that Yu Hanqian's strength was not lost to the man at all. If it's an ordinary martial arts competition, you'll be with you... Yuyan Qiao was eager to try.

Han Qian remembered the first thing Yuyan Qiao said to herself when she first saw Yuyan Qiao; I heard that you are a great beauty, in fact, you are indeed a great beauty, but a great beauty, you can make a price, how many god coins? I can let you sleep with me for one night.

Han Qian smiled sarcastically, "Sparring? How much does Jade Gongzi offer? ”

Yuyan Qiao smiled disdainfully. This girl still holds a grudge. “50000！！” He said unhappily. Then, a pair of absolutely seductive eyes looked at Yu Hanqian. The temptation and confidence in his eyes come from the fact that he has a lot of money.

50,000 Condor coins, which is indeed a very tempting number for Yu Hanqian, the desire in her heart rises. Her fingers lightly knocked twice on the black table that was still like a giant beast just now, and the fox smiled deeply, "You are too weak~"

Yuyan Qiao's face immediately became a little unsightly, Ji Yunjing, Ji Yujie, and Hu Xuecheng were three big men, and they were sitting on the stool like spectators.

Yuyan Qiao walked into the cold and shallow, and his tall body was like an elongated shadow. He looked down at Han Qian and said, "I promise you, one day you will..."

Before Yuyan Qiao finished speaking, Han Qian kindly pushed the table back to its original position and walked in front of him. The creaking sound of the table seemed to be scolding, and there was a lot of nonsense.

Ji Yunjing smiled wryly, wiped his mouth with a white gauze scarf, and wore a huge ring on his slender finger. Then he got up and left.

George Streamer originally wanted to make Yu Hanqian suffer a little injury, but he didn't expect that he would let her take advantage of the scenery, and after Ji Yunjing left, the streamer also left.

Yuyan Qiao forcibly squeezed in front of Han Qian, "I promise you, one day, you will retract what you just said." He looked at Han Qian with certainty.

Han Asa smiled "Okay~"

She walked around Yuyan Qiao and sat down at the table to wait for her breakfast.

*******

Ji Mo looked at George Streamer standing in front of him, his face full of grievances, and stood up from the low table. "Do you have a problem?"

George Streamer looked up at Ji Mo, "Master, it's not that I have something, it's that I'm in trouble!" ”

"Oh?"

"Master, don't you wonder about her strength?" George Streamer felt that he was not affected by the 'dark frost' at all, otherwise, it would be impossible to stand in front of everyone with such a relaxed face. It was impossible for Ji Mo to remain silent on this matter.

"It's strange, but I believe that this point may not even be explained by Yu Hanqian himself." Ji Mo looked at George Streamer and said that he didn't want them to use any more 'excessive' tricks.

So, be extra patient.

He also did believe that Yu Hanqian didn't even know how he could have so much strength, before, when he was training in the back mountain, he didn't notice the cracks on the bluestone slab several times. So, he didn't ask much.

Time will work everything out.

Then again, though. No matter how Yu Hanqian possessed the Spirit Root 8, as long as he didn't suck the blood of the Soul Locking Slave. He didn't care.

"You don't want to find out what the reason is, let Senior Sister Li... The body can also be restored. Streamer said embarrassedly. If Yu Han's shallow physique is due to benefiting from some man-made reasons, wouldn't it also be able to restore Li Shuge's body. That's what she wants.

Ji Mo has always believed that Li Shuge will be abolished if she is abolished, and she has never thought about the problem of wanting her to recover again.

George Streamer's reminder made him a little curious about his shallow physique. Ji Mo was dressed in a black robe with gold silk, which made his blue eyes extremely bright. His straight lines moved thoughtfully in the Dragon Yun Palace.

After all, Li Shuge's spiritual root is 7, and he still has some regrets.

"Go down." Ji Mo's deep blue eyes looked at the rare deferential and humble George streamer and said.

George Streamer respectfully bowed and withdrew from the Dragon Yun Palace.

As soon as the streamer left, Ji Mo immediately transmitted the sound of Yu Hanqian.

"Master~" Yu Han was shallow.

Ji Mo, who was contemplating, turned his head and looked at the moon-white cold and shallow, from head to toe, except for being strong, fat, and energetic, he really couldn't see anything strange about Yu Hanqian.

"You hurt George Streamer yesterday~" Ji Mo said.

Han Qian knew very well that Ji Mo would never ask his own teacher for guilt. He has always been not guilty of the past, except for his own affairs.

"You know, Sister Streamer once tried to kill me on the ropeway. Yesterday, I just thought about it, and in a fit of rage, I hurt her. Han Qian calmly explained the matter.

"Why did you almost go mad last night?" Ji Mo asked coldly. I can't tell what happened in the distance, what happened last night, he didn't believe that Yu Hanqian forgot it so quickly.