With Han Ming's notification, the lives of Zhao Yalan's mother and daughter returned to normal again, and a small rice shop was reopened on Longgong Island.

This time, there was Han Ming, a big backer in the Dragon Palace, and those civilians who coveted Zhao Yalan's appearance naturally didn't dare to make any moves.

Zhao Yalan personally fried a few home-cooked side dishes, and made a pot of good wine for Han Ming, four people, two big and two young, sat in the courtyard eating and chatting very happily.

In the end, when Han Ming left, Zhao Yalan wanted to say something again and again, but Han Ming didn't give her a chance, so she left quickly.

Han Ming, a person who takes care of himself, really can't take Zhao Yalan and the two children around, and besides, he is not a person who shows mercy everywhere.

The food was good, and the wine was good.

Han Ming felt a little drunk, and returned to the courtyard slowly, and in the hazy drunken eyes, he saw Bai Xue drinking by himself in the courtyard next door, holding a jade white wine jug.

Faintly, he seemed to see Bai Xue finish a cup of drink, and when he lowered his head, a few tears fell on his face.

Han Ming thought that he was drunk and dizzy, so he came closer to take a look, but he didn't expect that Bai Xue suddenly turned his cheeks sideways and looked at Han Ming with a smile.

"As the saying goes, wine is strong and intimidating, why, today you Han Ming finally have the courage to attack this girl?!"

Bai Xue stood up as she spoke, she was holding the white jade wine jug in one hand, the wine was gurgling down from the mouth of the wine jug, and she held the white jade wine glass in the other, and stood staggering in place.

A few strands of green silk stuck to her rose-like lips, making her even more delicate and poignant.

She looked at Han Ming, who was standing next door in astonishment, and said in surprise again: "Come on, don't pity this girl, hahahaha." ”

Han Ming turned around and left, but the stone on the ground almost slipped.

Bai Xue saw Han Ming's back fleeing in a hurry, and laughed wildly.

Damn it~~!

Woman~~!

"I'm too cowardly to you, if you encounter such a sassy person in the future, let me get her up!"

Han Ming ran the exercises, mobilized the devouring word and the town word to fight towards the six turn killing words.

Life on Longgong Island is extremely stable, after all, Bai Xue is a strong battle commander, and the means of killing Wei Hehe are extremely fearful.

Han Ming devoted a lot of time to the study of the rune array, and when he opened his eyes before, it meant that Han Ming had truly stepped into the ranks of the six-rank rune array master.

He needs to depict a few simple six-rank rune arrays to practice his hands, but in fact, when it comes to six-grade rune arrays, there is no so-called simplicity or not.

A six-grade rune array needs at least 10,000 bright lines and 6,000 dark lines, and there are countless ways to cross and combine bright lines and dark lines.

After such a six-grade talisman formation, Han Ming may not be able to complete it for a month.

However, the study of the rune array will take a lot of time, and Han Ming knows this truth well, so he found a high-quality Dao rhyme stone without impetuosity, and began to depict a most basic entry six-grade rune array, quenching the body array.

As soon as he got started, Han Ming fell into a state of madness in the depiction of the talisman array, not eating, drinking, or sleeping.

However, after five consecutive days, Han Ming's spiritual power was exhausted.

After he had been listlessly cultivating for three days, he began to portray again with full energy.

Endurance and perseverance, as well as conscientiousness to the point of meticulousness, only a rune master who truly loves to depict runes can persevere.

Han Ming has developed a mad mania in the stone cave for the talisman array.

At the beginning, in that lonely and dead space mezzanine, he was bored all day long, almost went crazy, and if it weren't for the talisman array to study, he would have had a nervous breakdown.

So much so that after coming out of the stone cave, as soon as Han Ming entered the state of thinking or depicting the talisman array, he would instantly fall into it, and he would not think about anything again.

The eyes of the heart are wide open, the dark lines are depicted, the eyes are like attention, and the bright lines are depicted.

The dark and bright lines complement each other to form a detailed and unmistakable vein.

Han Ming's fingertips spewed out the pen blades condensed by the power of spiritual sense, and the fingers were like pen blades.

The pen will be as imposing as a rainbow as a long dragon falling into the sea, and then as euphemistic as nine bends and eighteen bends.

For a while, it was like a drunken swordsman with a sword, and with a wave, it was as light and elegant as a girl with a budding spring heart.

In just a dozen breaths, Han Ming's technique of carving rune marks was ever-changing, and if other rune array masters saw it, they would definitely be amazed.

Meticulous, drunk, crazy as a demon.

This is the reason why Han Ming can far surpass others in the science of rune formations.

The first time he portrayed the Six-Rank Quenching Array, Han Ming spent two months, but it still ended in failure.

But he didn't have the slightest bit of compromise, but learned a lot of experience from his failures, and after a few more attempts, he estimated that he would succeed.

But two months later, Kill Zi had returned to his peak state, and without warning, he began to attack and suppress with all his might, wanting to occupy Han Ming's body.

Hey!

Han Ming, who was thinking about the reason for the failure, suddenly tightened his brows, and a trembling pain spread in his body.

Yes~!

Rao is Han Ming's tenacious character, and he couldn't help but roar, his body curled up on the ground, rolling around in pain.

"Don't blame me!!"

The six-turn killing word sneered fiercely, and he released his already powerful killing intent to continuously penetrate Han Ming's body, and finally marched towards the Mud Pill Palace.

Han Ming's heart tightened, he endured the severe pain, the exercises in his body were running wildly, and a mysterious and powerful exercise force began to suppress the riotous killing words.

Under Han Ming's instructions, the two ancient characters of Cutting Heaven used their strength to continuously assist Han Ming in suppressing and killing words.

But after the killing word returned to his peak state, his strength was extremely strong and domineering, he laughed wildly and resisted the suppression of the exercises, and the killing intent released continuously shattered the power of the two Heaven Cutting Ancient Words.

Han Ming's technique had an absolute suppressive power against the ancient character of Killing Heaven, but he didn't expect that the word killing was already strong enough to resist this power.

Suddenly, the flow of exercises in his body was blocked, as if the river was forcibly blocked by someone with force.

Burst!

The exercises were blocked, and Han Ming's body seemed to be smashed with a drumstick, and red blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

"If you think that you can refine me by relying on your mystical exercises, you are very wrong, hahaha!"

The killing word screamed continuously, releasing an even more vigorous killing intent, completely stagnating the exercises in Han Ming's body, and then the killing intent broke through the Mud Pill Palace like a flood and poured into it.

The spiritual consciousness incarnation was completely immersed in a sea of blood in the Mud Pill Palace, and he operated the dragon star to shine brightly, and his body was full of starlight, resisting the invasion of killing intent.

But how domineering is the power of the six-turn killing word, even Han Ming's five-change mid-level spiritual sense can't resist being gradually assimilated.

The color of the starry psychic avatar turned pale red, and quickly turned towards blood red.

"Hahahahahaha, boy, don't worry, when I occupy your body, I will make you the strongest, your woman, Lao Tzu will not move, and I will help you take good care of it!"

This is still the most righteous sentence that Han Ming heard after he came into contact with the six-turn killing word.

But this is also the six-turn killing word that is shaking Han Ming's determination, and Han Ming's situation is very dangerous at this time, because the physical body has been completely flooded with killing intent, and the devouring word and the town word are struggling to support.

The exercises in his body were difficult to move an inch, and the spiritual consciousness incarnation in the Mud Pill Palace was even more hurriedly surrounded, and it was not far from being occupied by assimilation.

"You're so confident?!" Han Ming asked with difficulty with the incarnation of spiritual sense, and a paranoid and crazy smile rose on the corner of his mouth.