After the washing of the thunderstorm, the entire Black Dragon Mountain Range swept away the previous haze and exuded a thick vitality, and the same is true of the Hidden Dragon City, which is built on the mountain range. [Full text reading]

As soon as the day dawned, the wide, clean streets were filled with more figures, shops on both sides opened one after another, and the shouts of street vendors appeared, and the city was revitalized.

However, as one of the major families in Qianlong City, the Han family seemed a little depressed, and the atmosphere was a little out of place with the outside world, without it, Han Long, the son of Han Biao, the second elder of the Han family, was killed last night.

This incident made Han Biao angry, and at the same time, it also attracted the attention of Han Fei, the acting patriarch of the Han family, who had just been in office for a month, and sent his clan to secretly investigate, bound to find out the murderer, and use the prestige of the Han family to make a name for himself.

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Han Biao's study.

The atmosphere was oppressive and terrible, he kept pacing, his gloomy face was furrowed with two thick eyebrows, and near the door, his henchmen were prostrate on the ground, his body trembling.

In the Han family, Han Biao is notoriously fierce and vicious, and his style of acting is quite strong, just like his body, five big and three thick, with wide shoulders and fat body, like a door panel.

"Still no news?" After a long time, Han Biao stopped, glanced at the henchman, and spoke in a deep voice, the henchman could hear that Han Biao contained a strong anger in his heart.

Han Long is his only seedling, and now being killed is equivalent to cutting off the incense of his Han Biao lineage, which is quite dangerous in the highly competitive Han family.

"Nope. The henchman's voice was low, and his body trembled even more.

Han Long died quite strangely, there was not a single wound on his body, and his pupils were dilated, as if he had lost his soul.

This kind of death is obviously done by a master, so how can he check it?

Bang!

As soon as these words came out, a bang appeared one after another, and I saw a deep palm print left on the desk, with the palm print as the center, and the crack spread like a spider web.

"Keep looking. After a while, Han Biao's anger subsided and said coldly.

Hearing this, the henchman nodded as if he was amnesty, got up and walked towards the door.

"What's going on with that kid?" At this time, Han Biao's voice came from behind, and the voice was very calm, and it was difficult to detect anger.

"It's still in the room, and there's no movement. The henchman told him truthfully, and at the end, he seemed to remember something, and asked, "Second master, is the plan going out as usual?"

"As usual!"

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The kid Han Biao asked was named Han Yu, the son of Han Bing, the late patriarch of the Han family, and also the young genius of the entire Hidden Dragon City, who cultivated at the age of ten, and reached the sixth heaven of the Quenching Body Realm in three years, and successfully sensed the existence of true qi, and it was rumored that it was very likely to enter the Yuan Dan Realm at the age of fifteen, becoming the youngest Yuan Dan Realm powerhouse in the history of the entire Oolong Empire.

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At this moment, Han Yu was staying in the room to cultivate, he was sitting cross-legged, his hands were flat on his knees, his mind was constricted, and he was trying to control the faint true qi in his lower abdomen.

Human beings are the highest beings in heaven and earth, and their internal structure is quite complex. At the beginning of the birth of the human race, some people explored the mystery of the body and gradually discovered the clues.

When one of the people exhales and breathes, he can attract the qi of the surrounding heaven and earth, and the qi exhaled into the body is called "true qi" by those who have great powers, and the qi exhaled out of the body is called "yuan qi".

It is extremely difficult to control the true qi, and it cannot be done without a special cultivation method. However, martial arts was born for too long, and after the efforts of many generations of sages, methods abound today, but there are only strong and weak differences.

The quenching realm is the initial realm of martial arts, and it is the process of sensing and using the true qi in the body, with the six heavens as the hurdle.

What Han Yu is doing now is trying to use it, once it succeeds, he can open up the meridians, open up the dantian, and finally lead the heaven and earth vitality into the body, so that the true qi transforms and condenses the yuan dan.

Call!

In the silent room, the sound of Han Yu's steady breathing echoed, and while he was practicing, two maids not far from the door were chatting, and the topic was Han Yu.

"Chunxiang, is the young master still cultivating?" asked a girl wearing a beaded flower.

"Hmm. The boy suddenly seemed to be a different person. I've never seen him so diligent before, could it be that he was stimulated by the death of his master?"

"Possibly. The young master is already talented, and now with hard work, he will definitely reach the Yuan Dan realm before the age of fifteen and set a precedent. ”

After chatting for a while, the two changed the subject.

"Hey, Chunxiang, why did you say that Young Master Han Long died when he was so good, who did this?"

"No matter who it is, he deserves it. Chunxiang said, with anger in her eyes, "At the beginning, he was just the young master's attendant, and as soon as the master left, he became angry, and he was even more embarrassed in front of the young master, if it wasn't for the rules, my aunt and grandmother would definitely slap him twice." ”

Swish!

When the two were talking, Han Yu opened his eyes in the room, and the cold light in him surged, and his expression was full of vicissitudes and coldness, which was completely inconsistent with Han Yu's age.

"Quenching the Seven Heavens of the Body Realm. ”

A hoarse voice came out, and Han Yu looked at his thin body and smiled bitterly.

said that it was Han Yu, but it was not. Because Han Woo is really dead, and at the moment of death, the remnant soul of the present enters it and dominates this body.

At the same time, it caused the time to be reversed, and it was back to the day before.

"Since God has given this emperor a chance to come back, how can this emperor not seize it?"

Han Yu got out of bed, stood in front of the window, and looked at Qiu Ju who was blooming wantonly in the courtyard, his small fists clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes was condensed.

"Yang Canglan, I, Liu Xing, will definitely come back. ”

After a while, Liu Xing regained his expression, looked at the two Chunxiang in the distance, and heard their conversation, his eyes showed a touch of reminiscence, and a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because Han Long was killed by him.

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Crash!

Huge lightning bolts crossed half of the sky, and an earth-shattering sound was heard, and the silver light illuminated the entire Oolong Empire.

The torrential rain poured down, like beads of broken threads, and converged on the ground to form a small river, meandering into the distance.

Hidden Dragon City.

Grunt.

In the distance, a voice sounded, and a carriage approached from the center of the city, and in the carriage lay a young man, about thirteen years old, dressed in satin clothes and full of wine.

This young man is none other than Han Long.

Today, he was with the young masters of several major families, and he didn't come back until now.

The carriage was getting closer and closer to the Han Mansion, and at this moment, a figure came out of the shadows like a ghost and quietly entered the carriage.

The figure was shrouded in black robes, looking at Han Long like a dead pig, and stretched out his right hand to grab Han Long's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

A force followed the black shadow's right hand into Han Long's eyebrows, and Han Long's brows furrowed, as if he felt pain, but he didn't wake up.

After a while, a lot of information appeared in the dark shadow's mind.

Then the shadow withdrew his palm, groaned a little, and left the carriage, as when it came, and no one could notice it.

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