Han Haowen, who was sleeping somewhere, was suddenly awakened, his whole body trembled involuntarily, he was frightened awake, and he was forcibly pulled into reality in a dream. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huh?" After Han Haowen was woken up, he hummed in a daze, looked around at his body to see if he was soaked like a dream, and then found the tears on his face.

"What kind of nightmare are you waking up, share it~. The eyes of the three of them were always on Han Haowen, looking at his appearance, Tang Bo was the first to speak.

"Nightmare?oh, I had a strange nightmare, being hunted down by a lewd white-haired uncle...... Then he beat him and his whole body ached. Of course, Han Haowen wouldn't tell the truth about his dreams, he was making things up, and he was gesturing with his hands, describing an image that was very similar to Brother Jian, as if he was really hunted down by him.

"White-haired lewd uncle?uh, your nightmare is really scary, if I had such a dream, I would cry too!And then simply kill him inside......" After Tang Bo heard Han Haowen's description, he said his thoughts, making Han Haowen forcibly hold back his laughter.

"Poof...... Kill him? While talking, Han Haowen's hand kept rubbing his arm, he wanted to try whether his body hurt in reality, in principle, the pain in the dream will not be brought to reality, and the pain in the dream is even more intense than in reality, but Han Haowen now faintly feels the slight soreness in the muscles, although it is not obvious, but there is still it, and then said in his heart, "Is this the pain in the soul suddenly attached to the muscles?" Or is it that my strength has declined, which has led to a decrease in resistance to the outside world, which will cause soreness?" Han Haowen has only enjoyed the pleasure of upgrading, but he really hasn't felt the sadness of degrading, as well as the discomfort of his body, the word demotion is rarely used even in any TV series or novels in the previous life, but now it happens in his real life.

"Hey, let's accept the reality...... I'm still a ninth-level fighter now, which is still more comforting, it's better than a seventh-level fighter. Han Haowen said silently in his heart, comforting himself, thinking of his strength, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, the strength has greatly decreased, I don't know what the impact will be in reality, in the future, he may be kicked out of the royal team, or he may not be able to complete the task of the family, and it is more likely that the strength of the second-order carver will decline, many more. In the past, Han Haowen, a ninth-level fighter, held the Cold Sword and dared to face any ninth-level fighter, even a higher existence, but now, not to mention the Cold Sword, if he dared to use it, his lifespan might be greatly reduced, and he would not be able to live for a few days. The cold sword can guarantee that he will not see the sun tomorrow.

Without the Cold Sword, it is already very good to be able to defeat an ordinary first-level combatant.

The carriage was lively again, the two girls had been discussing the nightmares, Tang Cheng also took the trouble to participate in it, exchanging the content of the dream, making the girls smile from time to time, the dimples were attached to the bright smile, the beautiful sideburns fluttered slowly in the breeze, and the dark fragrance hit, Han Haowen looked at this happy and harmonious scene, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc, and his mood was a little better.

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In the senior dormitory of the Royal Academy.

"One ant, two ants, three ants......" A little girl wearing a blue lace skirt, squatting beside the aisle not far from the door, holding a white tender hand, and the other finger is a little bit, counting and bending her fingers, looking at the little ants who moved slowly.

"Hey, this ant has a big head, well, it's a male ant......" The little girl was interrupted by a voice in the door before she could finish her sentence.

"Little Wei Lan, you say, why hasn't your brother come back yet, without him, I can't afford to eat. The person who spoke was none other than Dou Di of the Cat People, and his lazy voice made Wei Lan pout, who inserted his waist, turned his head to look at the living room, and replied with a scream.

"Why do you care about my brother, I haven't even read him yet, besides, you're just a little assassin adopted by my brother, it's better to go back to your assassin mercenary group, don't fight with me here!" After Wei Lan got up, he avoided the ants and walked over, puffing out his mouth and saying angrily.

"Hmph, what do you call the little assassin adopted by your brother, obviously I am a guest, and I have only come to eat for a few days. Dou Di was immediately unconvinced when he heard this, and stretched out two furry palms to clamp Wei Lan's face, making her speechless, the latter's hands waved for a while, and the white little hands were a little shorter, and they couldn't hit her.

"Hmm...... You kitten...... You dare to pinch me...... Whew...... Watch me clean you up. Not to be outdone, Wei Lan turned over and threw herself towards Dou Di's body, and after she threw herself into her arms, she began to tickle.

"Ah...... Don't scratch, haha, it's so itchy...... Don't scratch, haha, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, hahaha...... You, stop. Dou Di was scratched by Wei Lan's hands and hurriedly begged for mercy, Wei Lan stopped after hearing this, put his little hand on his waist again, and said arrogantly, "Hmph, you dare to compare with me, you are a little more tender...... Ah, you liar, didn't you admit defeat......"

"How can my dignified warrior be afraid of a little sister~~. ”

The girls, one big and one small, just played endlessly in the dormitory.

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"In ...... ~ Soma Hotel, to the ......" The horseman's shouting came in, Han Haowen and they heard it, and then got off the carriage one after another, Tang Cheng and Han Haowen jumped down first, Tang Cheng habitually hugged the slightly shorter Tang Bo, Han Haowen and Wang Rui also saw this scene, and couldn't help but look at each other, compared to Han Haowen, Wang Rui is also a head shorter, she is only a little taller than Tang Bo, the two looked at the two brothers and sisters of the Tang family, and then glanced at each other again, Han Haowen smiled awkwardly, Wang Rui was squatting on it, and blushed.

"No, no...... I'll come down on my own. Wang Rui hurriedly helped him out of the siege, not that he would fall on her after jumping down, because in this slightly hot summer, almost all the girls wore short skirts that reached the knees, although they were not as short as those girls in Han Haowen's school in his previous life, but for people in this continent, the skirts that reached the knees were already the shortest. Still, if Wang Rui jumped off the carriage like this, the wind would only be forced to lift the corners of her skirt.

Without waiting for Han Haowen to reply, Wang Rui pressed the corner of the skirt tightly, and jumped off smoothly, as a means of transportation, the doors are relatively high, this is not without reason, because in this way, you can avoid some uphill dirt roads, prevent the rocks from touching the bottom, and in order to prevent some small war beasts from suddenly jumping in, the design of the threshold is also extremely thoughtful.

After walking for a few minutes, he walked to the main gate of the Soma Hotel, looking at a big hill behind him with all the buildings of the hotel, Han Haowen couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart, such a great project, even in the previous life, it would be a six-star hotel or more to be called, and it should really be called the first big hotel in Soma Bia City.

They gradually walked inside, the more they went inside, the more people there were, the bustling aristocratic officials were talking and laughing slowly on the road, almost everyone who came here was always carrying bodyguards, carrying golden light in their hands, diamond rings between their fingers, some rich people led huge war pets, walking proudly on the road, holding a gentleman's stick, wearing suits, these people and the people on the street have a clear gap, but for Han Haowen, some people here, some may be slaves captured by the smell of money, gold and silver treasures, and some people may have fallen into the abyss of fame and fortune。