There are more than 1,000 divine whips!! The cold clothes were splashed with a little blood red. The lotus root color is the background color, and the shapes are different, and it is as beautiful as rouge ink kissed by water.

More than 30 soul lockers were whipped by the gods and thrown into a low, dark and damp house. Yu Zhiqi explained to Yu Zijing, and after the inspection by the supervisor at noon, he rubbed the medicine on these soul locking slaves. If they don't rub the medicine, these soul locking slaves may have serious problems due to wound infection.

Not long after the more than 1,000 divine whips, the overseer inspected them in the name of 'upholding the will of the gods' to see if the degree of wounds they had whipped and the number of soul locking slaves were correct. After the inspection, no problems were found, and then he left with a fair appearance.

Yu Zijing took the medicine and prepared to pour it on them at will, and Han Qian stretched out his hand. Yu Zijing didn't hesitate at all, and handed the medicine bottle to Han Qian.

"Go and prepare two braziers." Han Qian said to Yu Zijing. It was snowing outside, and they had whiplashes on their backs, and they couldn't cover the blankets.

Yu Zijing reluctantly walked out of the soul lock slave room, he knew that Yu Hanqian had a young lady's life, even if she was still a high-grade high-grade spiritual root, she still couldn't change her self-willed and humble soul.

Han Qian sat in front of Yinling's bed with the medicine, looking at Yinling's back, there was no good place. She bit her lip.

"I'm fine, I'm not hurting. Miss~" Yinling, who was lying on the bed, turned her head and saw a sour nose. She endured the painful breathing, and she was reluctant to comfort her.

Han Qian knew that his weak appearance was seen by Yinling, and suddenly smiled reluctantly, "It doesn't hurt?" Then I strained myself? ”

Yinling saw the young lady smile, and her pale lips arced and said, "Yinling has thick skin~"

Han Qian drugged Yinling, Yinling's sweat came out, and he endured the huge pain, but he didn't say a word.

Yinling knew that if she spoke, I was afraid that the young lady's brows would furrow again. Her big beauty, how can she frown~

Yu Zijing brought two pots of fire and put them in the soul lock slave room. The room slowly warmed up. The smell of blood filled the room, and after Han Qian had given them the medicine, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the house.

After Han Qian returned to the house, he picked up the 'giant beast' and went to the backyard to continue practicing. The heavy snow in the sky, a lotus-colored sword dancing in the snow.

"Fast, faster~" The cold shallow in the snow, every sword, strive to be faster than the previous sword. The 'Behemoth' is really like a Behemoth, and it is as fast as a bamboo. The snow was as if it had been roared by a 'giant beast'.

It was as if he had entered a long, still space-time, until the moon crept silently into the night sky.

The snow stopped, and Han Qian stopped, looking up at a full moon hanging high in the night sky, as if reaching out to reach it. Han Qian chuckled 'Luna ~'

She put away her sword and walked out of Yujiabao with dinner. Full moon ice and snow, it's not bad to go out and breathe through the snow.

Under the moonlight, the glass world, white snow and red plums. She walked along the avenue outside Yujiabao, I don't know how long she walked, but Han Qian actually walked from Yujiabao to the center of Yaxian City.

It was already night, and some of the rooms were filled with yellow light, and the yellow light warmed the snow like ice. Han Qian thought, since it's all here, let's go shopping and go back.

The houses in the center of Yaxian City are very dense, and the intimacy between the houses is so close that they can only look like two or three people side by side. At night, the whole city is as pure as a baby, lying quietly in the arms of its mother, the firmament.

The cold and light lotus color is still a little conspicuous in the snow, and every step she takes, with contemplation, walks in the alleyway, and the lotus color makes her look like a lovely elf.

I felt that a hurricane was blowing behind me, and only two words flashed in Han Qian's mind, "murderous~"

"Let's go~"

Before Han Qian could react, he was grabbed by the wrist and quickly ran forward.

Running, flowing green silk. Han Qian looked back, and many black-clothed people were fierce and murderous, like the dark clouds before yesterday's rainstorm, coming strongly.

'Who is going to kill himself?' Han Qian's first reaction in his heart.

Han Qian followed the man who pulled his wrist and ran wildly, chasing after him, one by one, the big knife was shining in the snow, the knife was shining, and he was hungry all the way to the hot blood in front of him.

In a panic, Han Qian suddenly saw the face of the man in black who was pulling his wrist. With such a cold and beautiful face, there is probably no second person in this world. It's actually Ji Yujie.

How did Ji Yujie know that he would be here? How do you know you're in an ambush? Han Qian's heart was puzzled.

She felt something was wrong.

In the snowy night, a tall figure and a slender figure kept shuttling through the alleyway, and behind, countless murderous figures followed like a group of undead crows.

Han Qian felt that Ji Yujie was running slower and slower, and it was not possible to go on like this. Not far away she saw a stable, which was not yet closed, and there was a carriage next to the stable, and there was a horse in the stable.

An idea flashed through Han Qian's mind, and he quickly took out the sword from the hand that was being pulled by Ji Yujie, and with his left hand, he carried his true qi with his left hand, and shot a sword towards the two horses in front of the carriage.

Like a shadow in the snowy night, the 'Behemoth' quickly passed through the neck of one horse, and then through the neck of the second. Han Qian's grasp of strength is also superb. Just as he was about to put on the third horse, the 'Behemoth' fell in mid-air.

Two horses fell, and the other, frightened, neighed and ran out of the stable.

Han Qian grabbed Ji Yujie with his backhand and galloped towards the horse quickly. A swift pick up the 'Behemoth'. Then he stepped on the frightened horse and pulled Ji Yujie onto the horse's back.

Han Qian suddenly remembered that he couldn't ride a horse...

Ji Yujie, who was behind him, consciously or unconsciously, immediately grabbed the reins, drove the horse, and galloped forward.

"Let him escape again~" The leader in the black shadow looked at the horse shadow angrily, and then, turned around and kicked the dead horse that was dead and fell to the ground. The dead horse was kicked and moved, and then there was no response.

"That woman, when did your martial arts become so powerful?" Puzzled, one of them stepped forward, looked at the blurred shadow in the distance, and asked his boss.

"How do I know? You can still escape if you are drugged by us~" The boss yelled, and kicked on the dead horse again.

"Eh, why did you kill my horse?" As soon as I finished eating, I heard a voice outside, and the boss, dressed in simple clothes, ran out of the house. Seeing that his eating business was killed by this group of people in black, he was angry!

"Who killed your horse? Which eye did you see me slew your horse? The head was scratching his head in anger.

"I just saw you kick it, and you still don't admit it?" The medium-sized owner of the stables roared.

At this time, the people behind the black-clothed boss all lit up their knives and were eager to try.

The little minions in the back are not sensible, but this boss can carry it clearly. Is there any one in this Yaxian City who is easy to bully? Even if it is a stable, there may be a nobleman or a slave owner behind it.

The person didn't catch up, he kicked the dead horse again in anger, and then turned around and yelled at the minions behind, "What are you doing, don't lose money!" ”

(End of chapter)