Chapter Twenty-Three: The Mission Is Coming!

"Han Yun, I'll make you regret it!"

Looking at Han Yun, whose figure slowly disappeared, Xuan Mu's eyes were full of resentment.

"It's a pity!"

Walking to the second floor, Han Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"Stinky boy, are you complaining that I didn't let you kill Xuanmu?"

A laugh came, Han Yun immediately came back to his senses, and when he saw Zhang Yu, Han Yun hurriedly explained with a smile: "What you keep saying, where do I dare to disobey!"

"Stinky boy!"

A smile spread across Zhang Yu's face.

Immediately, Zhang Yu's expression suddenly condensed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I told you not to kill Xuanmu, this is actually to protect you, do you know that the Northern Heavenly Son List, this Xuanmu's elder brother Xuan Chi is in the seventh place on the Northern Heavenly Son List!"

"The Northern Heavenly Son List?"

Han Yun had a slight doubt on his face.

"Do you think I told you not to kill Xuanmu because this person is a disciple of the royal family of Jinglin Kingdom?" Zhang Yu glanced at Han Yun slightly, and then said arrogantly: "Little Jinglin Country, in the ancient city of Xia Kingdom, it is just a vassal country, as an intermediate sect, how can I be afraid of him as a small mortal country!"

"Oh!"

Han Yun replied slightly, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "You asked me not to kill Xuan Mu because Xuan Chi, who is ranked seventh on the Northern Heavenly Son List?"

"That's right!"

Zhang Yu glanced at Han Yun appreciatively.

He said softly: "This Xuan Chi, like Han Feng, is also an innate Dao body, a young man, he is already a true disciple of Xuantian Sect, ranking seventh in the Northern Heavenly Son List, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the war spirit, and he is only one step away from becoming the king of war!"

"Battle Spirit Peak!"

Han Yun gasped, as his cultivation grew, Han Yun clearly knew how difficult it was to improve his cultivation.

Without the help of the system, if Han Yun wanted to become a war master, he would need to cultivate for at least several years.

And if you want to become a war spirit, it is even more difficult.

In the entire Three Kingdoms of the Northern Regions, the war spirit is already a strong man, and if he can enter the realm of the War King, he will be the peak powerhouse of the Three Kingdoms of the Northern Regions.

"Boy, this Xuan Chi loves Xuan Mu very much, if you kill Xuan Mu, how will this Xuan Chi let you go, besides, this Xuan Chi is not as simple as Han Feng's identity, the royal family of Jinglin Kingdom, the power behind it is not lower than my Zhan Sect!"

Zhang Yu looked at Han Yun and said in a low voice.

"I see!"

Han Yun took a deep breath and finally understood.

Xuan Chi, who is at the peak of the war spirit, is indeed not something he can resist, not to mention, this Xuan Chi can become a person on the list of the Heavenly Sons of the Northern Regions, and his talent must be extremely terrifying.

"Okay, don't worry about these things, although your strength is good, there is still a distance compared to the top genius, the Xuanling Continent is much bigger than you imagined!"

Zhang Yu looked at Han Yun and said with a sigh.

"Thank you, President Zhang!"

Han Yun's heart sank slightly, and his heart instantly sank.

Recently, the cultivation has grown too fast, which has naturally made Han Yun's heart rise a little bit of contempt for the world, and now when he heard Zhang Yu's words, Han Yun instantly found his position.

"President Zhang, I wonder what you're looking for me?"

Han Yun's face regained his calm, and looking at Zhang Yu, Han Yun asked indifferently.

"Very good!"

Zhang Yu saw Han Yun recovering, and immediately nodded slightly, but as soon as he heard Han Yun's words, Zhang Yu's old face suddenly turned red, and he was inexplicably a little nervous.

"Ahem...... Actually, it's nothing, I came to you this time, in fact, I want to talk to you about the Zhan Sect, although you have been recruited by me as a disciple of the Zhan Sect, but the Zhan Sect has the rules of the Zhan Sect, this ......"

"I understand what the president means!"

Before Zhang Yu finished speaking, Han Yun suddenly understood the meaning of Zhang Yu's words, interrupting Zhang Yu, Han Yun's eyes showed a slightly playful smile.

This Zhang Yu is really interesting.

Considering the rules of the War Sect, he is afraid that he will not join the War Sect!

"If only you understood!"

Zhang Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was really afraid that Han Yun would be afraid of trouble, so he directly regretted not joining the Battle Sect.

"Stinky boy, my War Sect recruits disciples, and I must complete a task, this mission has been arranged for you, and there is no task simpler than this!

"Xuantian Sect?"

Han Yun's expression was slightly stunned, and before he could come back to his senses, a jade box suddenly stuffed into Han Yun's arms.

"Boy, the mission is only one month, and in a month, I will be waiting for you in the Battle Sect, Miss Qiluo is in the room, you go to find her by yourself!"

When the voice came, Zhang Yu's figure had long since disappeared.

"This old man Zhang!"

Han Yun's face was dark.

"Miss Kira, is it ......?"

Han Yun seemed to remember something, and his face changed instantly.

"Second Young Master Han, let's meet again!"

A cold voice with a bit of temptation came, Han Yun only felt his heart tremble slightly, and subconsciously wanted to leave.

"Where to go!"

A figure suddenly blocked in front of Han Yun.

"That...... That Kira girl, you see that I am also your savior, you can spare me this time!"

Han Yun looked at Qiluo and squeezed out a smile on his face.

In his heart, Han Yun had cursed Zhang Yu hundreds of times, this dead old man must have done it on purpose.

"Helper!"

A chuckle appeared in Qiluo's eyes, and then he suddenly stepped forward, and a charming fragrance entered Han Yun's nose.

Looking at it closely, Han Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

Not to mention, this Qiluo is really in good shape, with a slender body, bumpy and convex, wearing a knee-length skirt, and her calves are extremely straight.

"Look at what to see, look at this girl gouging out your eyes!"

An angry voice came, Han Yun suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Qiluo with an angry face, Han Yun smiled and said: "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good, Qiluo girl is beautiful and captivating, and she is offended by the rough boy!"

As he spoke, Han Yun arched his hand slightly!

"Nonsense!"

Kira's lips pursed, but the smile in his eyes revealed Kira's thoughts.

Seeing Qiluo's look, Han Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Qiluo is not as bad as he imagined, to put it bluntly, he is actually a little princess temper.

"Miss Qiluo, there is something going on, it seems that I can't accompany Miss Qiluo to Xuantian Sect this time!"

"No way!"

Before Han Yun finished speaking, Qiluo suddenly interrupted, his hands crossed his waist, Qiluo looked at Han Yun with anger on his face and said, "This time, you don't want to escape from the palm of this girl's hand again!"

"Not necessarily!"

Han Yun's light flickered.

With his means, it was definitely not difficult to escape from Kira's palm.

But the next moment, Han Yun's face completely changed.

"Didi ......"

"Congratulations to the player Han Yun for activating the main quest, the task of escorting the beautiful Qiluo to Xuantian Sect, and obtaining a Bodhi fruit, the task time, one month!"

"What?"

Han Yun couldn't help but exclaim.

System, system, you're too pitiful!

Escorting this aunt, Han Yun only felt that his whole life was dark!

"Task reward: 3,000 experience, a ground-level seven-grade spirit sword, and 100 achievement points!"

"100 achievement points!"

Han Yun paused slightly, and a smile appeared on his face that was originally full of reluctance.

100 achievements.

It seems that you can upgrade yourself to a junior system, but I don't know what permissions the junior system holder has?

Looking at Qiluo, Han Yun couldn't help but be happy.