"Boss of the Light Cold...... Are you ...... today? It's really domineering", not long after Jun Qinghan returned to the Jun Killing Palace, the white little fat fart came running around, and said with a golden star in his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jun Qinghan's eyes lit up, and he glared at Bai Xiaopang, "What did you say about me in the Eight-Story Building Killing Arena that day, why didn't Ning'er want to go out these days?"

Bai Xiaopang's eyes were bulging, and he was suddenly shocked, "Why do you remember?" His eyes rolled rapidly, "This ...... This...... I don't...... I don't know", Bai Xiaopang said sweatingly, crying bitterly in his heart, how good it would be to go back to the Ten Thousand Demon Building directly.

For a long time, Bai Xiaopang was stunned and didn't say a word, he was hesitant there, and a chill came out of his back, "If I say it, I won't have to lose a layer of skin, don't say it, swear not to say it!"

"Hehe, no, I didn't say anything, what can I say?" ahahahaha......" Bai Xiaopang kept laughing, his eyes dodging.

Fortunately, Yu Zhan Ge walked into the main hall and said in a depressed tone, "Someone is looking for you!"

"Wow...... Light cold boss, the beauty is looking for you, I'm chubby...... Let's go, let's go!" said that, Bai Xiaopang's ass convulsed, disappeared in an instant, and flowers bloomed in his heart, "Boss Zhange, Chubby really loves you to death."

"Someone, who is it?" Jun Qinghan didn't hear Bai Xiaopang's call at all, and his brows furrowed.

"Jun Light Dance!"

Yu Zhange's voice was indifferent and unfazed, but it made Jun Qinghan's body tremble slightly, and his eyes swept ruthlessly:

"No, let her go!"

Yu Zhan Ge shook his head slightly, and immediately walked out, for a long time, Yu Zhan Ge did not come back, but a bright figure appeared at the entrance of the Jun Killing Palace, slim and elegant.

Jun Qinghan's eyes shrank, leaning on the jade chair, and his fingers tapped the armrest: "The red-sleeved landlord, drive my monarch to kill the palace, I don't know what's the matter?"

The words are frivolous, indifferent, and prickly.

Jun Qinghan looked at the man in front of him who was pretending to be cynical, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his voice was beautiful and gentle, like a silver bell:

"Hehe, the eight-fold building, the three major forces are standing on their feet, dancing lightly, hoping to make friends with the Jun Killing Palace."

"Friendship, no need, Jun Killing Hall is alone, there is no need to intersect with any forces, if anyone provokes me, kill it", Jun Qinghan's words suddenly Sen Mo:

"In the killing arena, you sacrificed your life to save me, Jun Qinghan is grateful, and he should pay it back in the future! ”

Saying that, the sleeve robe waved, and a cup of fragrant tea flew out, "Drink this cup of tea, the red-sleeved landlord, let's go."

Jun Qingwu looked at the indifferent man in front of him, holding the tea in his hand, but he couldn't drink it, "This is a ruthless tea, after drinking it, it has nothing to do with it."

"Why is the hall master so ruthless", Jun Qingwu gritted his teeth and said softly, without the slightest intention of leaving.

Jun Qinghan looked angry, "What does this have to do with you, I am ruthless and unrighteous, and my six relatives don't recognize it, what's the matter, why do you accuse me?"

The main hall was suddenly silent......

After a long time, Jun Qingwu looked up at the man in front of him, and two lines of tears, "Brother!"

Looking at the woman, Jun Qinghan's body trembled, and a warm current suddenly surged through his heart, and then he smiled fiercely, his whole body was completely cold, "Since the death of my parents, Jun Qinghan has no relatives here, and there is no one in the world who I dare not kill."

"But you're my brother!"

Jun Qingwu's voice became stubborn, "The Tibetan Heavenly Order is my father's original skill, and in the world, except for my father, only my brother can do it."

"Hahaha...... Jun laughed wildly, "You lie, the world knows it, the Son of Tibetan Heaven has no son, don't you think it's ridiculous when you say that?"

"That's because my mother is a hermit person, with the Hidden Emperor vein, and at that time, the Hidden Heavenly Sect measured that the heavens and the earth were about to be in chaos, and used the Hidden Secret Technique, so that when you were not yet a fetus, you would quietly hide, even if you used the Heavenly Divine Technique, you could not spy on it."

Jun Qingwu explained eagerly.

Jun shook back on the jade chair, his face turned white and gray, "No...... I don't believe it...... Mother, this is not true, Han'er doesn't believe it, I don't believe it."

Sweeping the hideous in his eyes, Jun Qinghan suddenly got up, smiled with a long sword, and pressed against Jun Qingwu's snow-white pink neck, murderous, "I don't believe it, you are lying to me, lying to me!"

The woman looked at Jun Qinghan's struggling face, and mourned in her heart, "The day you were born, the eighth day of September on the mainland, on that day, the vision was vertical and horizontal, and the flowers withered poignantly. ”

Listening to Jun Qingwu's words, Jun Qinghan's face became more and more hideous, "September 8, a hundred flowers are killed, and the day when the Dragon Emperor fell eighteen years ago."

"Brother Han......"

Outside the hall, suddenly remembered a beautiful voice, like the pleasant voice of Huang Ying, Luo Ning'er stood slim, looking at the man in the main hall, her eyes were slightly red.

Jun Qinghan's breath stabilized suddenly, the long sword was unsheathed, and he looked at Jun Qingwu, his expression was extremely indifferent.

The corners of his mouth outlined a gentle smile, "Ning'er", immediately walked down the hall, and picked up the green silk in front of Luo Ning'er's forehead, "Don't worry, this is the red-sleeved landlord, you go to the inner hall first."

Luo Ning'er nodded slightly, and when she walked into the inner hall, she turned her head slightly to look at His Highness's standing Jun Qingwu, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly......

Jun Qingwu looked at the delicate woman, her eyes were slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth outlined an imperceptible smile.

Sitting back on the jade chair, Jun Qinghan's expression was obviously calmer, his sleeve robe was rolled, and his words were cold:

"Okay, the red-sleeved landlord, I don't know what else is going on, if there is nothing to do, Jun Qinghan will not leave you, please take care of yourself", while speaking, Jun Qinghan sent out a sword aura, shattering the original cup of tea.

"I'll go back first", Jun Qingwu smiled abnormally, and after glancing at Jun Qinghan's hard face, he left immediately, his steps were much lighter than when he came.

Looking at Jun Qingwu's departing back, Jun Qinghan seemed to be out of strength, lying on the jade chair, suddenly sighed, clenched his fists, and soon, Yu Zhan Ge walked in......

"You let her in?"

Yu Zhan Ge said solemnly: "A few years ago, the disciples of the four major alien clans cultivated in the Wuji Domain, and at that time, there was no young master of the hermit clan, but Sister Wu entered as a person from the hermit clan, and at that time I knew that there was also a lost younger brother."

"Huh...... It turns out that I'm just an outcast," Jun said frantically.

Yu Zhange's face flushed slightly, "I am the same age as you, in the Infinite Domain, he treats me like a brother", as he spoke, his right hand crossed the ring, took out a book, threw it to Jun Qinghan, and walked out of the main hall.

Looking at the books, Jun Qinghan's hands trembled slightly:

- Jun's life!

Tibetan Son of Heaven, family unknown, abnormal meridians since childhood, soft bones, body like a snake leech.

When he was fifteen years old, he strayed into the anti-world mound, cultivated the wedding dress god, changed the meridians, and was able to live and cultivate like a normal person.

At the age of eighteen, he entered the Cliff Cultivation Academy, got acquainted with Qin Yinfeng, the son of heaven, killed the god Xiao Jun, and stepped into Tianyun...... At the age of the weak crown, the gun picked the Heavenly Star Palace, shocking the mainland overnight!

............

Meet the eldest lady of the hermit clan, Xiao Wanjun............ Somehow, the Feiyun Sect, a sect affiliated to the Cloud Clan, was killed............ Entangled dragon blood war horses, cut down the Son of Heaven, killed gods, and destroyed the Fengtian Empire.

......

The daughter of Jun Zangtian, Jun Qingwu was hijacked by the Heavenly Clan, Jun and his wife, galloping thousands of miles at night, breaking into the abyss demon domain, rescuing Jun Qingwu, his Xiao Wanjun and Jun Qingwu were not damaged at all, and the Zangtian Son was stabbed eighty-seven times, the knife was fatal, and he slept for three years.

After waiting for three years, Xiao Wanjun waited eagerly to create a unique divine comedy in the mainland - for the king!

............

Later, a vision descended from the sky, and the Seven Halls of the Heavenly Clan entangled thousands of sects in the Youth Continent, killed Wanjun Pavilion, the two great sons of heaven, and fled into the Heavenly Tower, life and death are unknown!

After Jun Zangtian's death, Xiao Wanjun entered the Reverse World Mound, obtained the legendary exercises, and established a huge killer dynasty - Piaoxue Tower!

The rise of Piaoxue Tower has been three years, and the Qinglian Continent is terrified!

When Jun Qingwu was sixteen years old, he was injured by the conspiracy of the sons of the family, Piaoxue Lou killed wildly, and the world was bloody, and his Helian family, together with the Yuanyang Empire, was destroyed overnight, and there were no bones.

............

In the past ten years, Xiao Wanjun's skills have not made any progress, and she has become ill with depression, and before cutting down the Heavenly Tower, she has achieved it overnight, and then created an ancient strange song - Si Han Fu!

Its voice, poignant, great sorrow, great suffering!

............

After eighteen years of vision, the autumn wind is open, the hatred of the monarch is out, the people are slaughtered in the world, and the king is light and cold.

Very suspicious!!

Seeing the end, Jun Qinghan threw the book into the ring, sighed, his mind sank like an abyss, and whispered:

"Si Han Fu, Si Han ......" (to be continued.) )