Hanzhang was born in this spiritual world, and he had already expected the current scene, and he was used to it, so he didn't care too much about it!

It's just a pity that the folk customs and education that Lao Detou insisted on all his life can't compete with the erosion of this great world, and the pure and simple quality of the villagers in Yutang Village, Qidi, I don't know how much is still left, and how long can it be maintained!

Han Zhang's mind suddenly appeared of the dying candle flame in the Yu family's house on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and that little fluorescence looked solemn and sacred in the ritual of the sacrifice, but its little glimmer was also drowned out by the Wanjia lantern outside the house!

Hanzhang felt depressed and lonely for a while, and now the meaning of her life is not to guard the slight fire of the wind and candle?

The mood is less and passing, so the passage in front of him is congested, and Hanzhang is not in a hurry to pass, so he leans on the fence and looks lively.

Seeing that Liu Ying didn't know when, she actually stood close to Zhiyang, because of her delicate appearance, she had already attracted everyone's attention, and for a while, Zhiyang's eyes flashed slightly, and she had already conveyed some meaning.

And Liu Ying probably received it, but maybe because she was still young, her expression was disgusted and happy, both a little longing, a little ignorant, and a little uneasy and shy.

It made Zhiyang's eyes even more meaningful!

And Liu Ying, who was beside Liu Ying, looked unhappy.

He looked at his sister who was blooming beside him with a little annoyance, but his expression was immediately forbearing, and his eyebrows revealed a bit of perseverance, and his aura was restrained, replacing his former high spirits.

Looking at the location of the incident, Fu Sui's description was already humiliated, but the young man outside the fence didn't want to let him go, and continued to put a spirit weapon box not far away, so that he seemed to be able to reach out and get it, but in fact, he definitely couldn't reach it.

Hanzhang saw that Fu Sui obviously understood, he didn't move, just stared at the young man resentfully for a while, and then stared at Zhiyang angrily, expressing the strong emotions in his heart.

But because of this, it attracted bursts of curses from students outside, some said that he didn't know what to do, some people said that his mother was insidious and treacherous, and he was innocent, and some people said that he was a wicked seed.

Just when it was inseparable, it was an elegant figure from the courtyard that came into the air, it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a dignified appearance, a leisurely atmosphere, her expression was peaceful and warm, and a pair of starry eyes contained in herself.

At first glance, she is a girl with a high chest.

Her voice was clear, and before anyone could reach her, she had already asked:

"Is there something going on with so many people gathered here?"

Hearing the voice, the people below looked up and had already shouted: "Yin Yi!

But Na Zhiyang's expression tightened at this moment, and he hurriedly said something to the young man who was teasing Fu Sui, and then turned his head and said to the girl:

"Nothing happened, why did Sister Yin Yi come over?

"Zhiyang?" the girl frowned and said, "Since there is nothing wrong, everyone should disperse!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhiyang gave the attendant beside him a look, and the attendant immediately understood, and stood up to the people below:

"It's all gone! Everyone is scattered! If you don't listen to Miss Yin Yi, be careful to deduct your resource quota in the Spirit Academy!"

When the girl listened, she turned her head and glanced at him coldly, and saw that the attendant's momentum immediately withered, and she said, "What about jokes!"

At this time, Zhiyang had already risen lightly, and walked towards the girl with a smile like a beautiful smile on his face, but the girl didn't pay much attention to him, and before he could get close, he had already floated away, and he disappeared in a moment!

Therefore, there was a burst of envy and exclamation below.

Some say that she is really talented and beautiful, some refute that Yin Yi is not Zhiyang's fiancée, and some say that Zhiyang likes Yin Yi......

The scene is noisy for a while, and there are those who are envious, those who are jealous, and those who are resentful.

And Liu Ying, who was still intoxicated and wanton just now, became a remnant flower beaten by frost in an instant, her expression was sluggish, and her eyes that were originally quite clear were dyed with a certain red dust and vulgar color.

Since there is no focus here, the crowd disperses.

Especially the ordinary students outside the fence, all of them flew with magic techniques, and they were almost scattered in less than a dozen breaths.

In the spirit isolation passage, although the waste students reacted more slowly, the congestion gradually relaxed.

Hanzhang held the long stick rolling on the ground in his right hand, beating the palm of his left hand while pacing with small steps to follow the flow of people.

Suddenly, he approached the child named Fu Sui, and saw that he was still clubbing there, and a pair of eyes were staring at the spirit box thrown outside the fence.

The spirit box was flipped upside down on the ground, shaking tremblingly, and the ordinary students who had not yet dispersed were not interested in the waste of a small courtyard, so no one bothered to inspect it.

However, the location of the box is still so tricky, very close to Fu Sui's look, but it is a little bit close to reaching for it.

After getting closer, Hanzhang's line of sight showed the detailed appearance of the box.

Seeing that it is sparkling, the whole body is dark red, the bottom is square and the size of two palms, the height is the width of a palm, and the top surface is the same size as the bottom surface, but with some arcs, so it will be swaying and trembling on the ground like a tumbler.

However, what caught Hanzhang's attention was that the gloss of the box was uneven.

At the edge of the arc where it touches the ground, because of the shadows, Hanzhang can clearly see that there is a semi-circular arc that is darker than the luster next to it.

Originally, it was not uncommon for such an uneven luster to occur on a spiritual weapon due to quality problems, but Hanzhang was instinctively alert.

The aura in her mind flooded in like a tidal wave, and dozens of spells that had condensed the destructive power into the artifact had already flashed through it, giving it this appearance.

She couldn't help but feel stunned, lowered her eyes and walked quickly, eager to leave this place immediately, leaving this place of right and wrong.

But in her mind, above her mainstream consciousness of "don't meddle in things", there are a few big words that suddenly hang high - "Set good words and do good deeds".

Faced with this scene, her mainstream consciousness immediately rushed up, and she said angrily: "With my shabby appearance, do you know that I am nosy and die early?"

However, those words were unmoving, hanging high like a mirror.

The mainstream consciousness can't help but be convinced:

"This situation is really not the right time, let's discuss, and when the situation is good in the future, I will definitely remember to 'do good deeds'!"

However, the consciousness that hung high like the bright moon neither responded nor manifested, but just hung there steadily, continuing to exude its clear brilliance.

The mainstream consciousness suddenly became horizontal: no matter what, do it according to your own ideas first.

So Han Zhangmu didn't squint, and continued to move forward steadily, even when he passed by Fu Sui's side, he didn't even lose his breath.