June 28, Jiashen month, Gengshen day, it is advisable to travel, avoid burial.

The hot wind shuttles through the forest, blowing the dense foliage, like giants waving their hands, weaving a huge sky net.

Han Chuang raised his eyes and looked around, and saw a lone boundary monument standing at the end of the mountain road.

The boundary monument is very short, half a man is short, and half of it is submerged in the earth, so it is even shorter, so short that it is easy to be ignored.

Han Chuang's body stumbled, he almost fell off the horse, and glanced at the horse that he stepped on, it was no longer the original divine horse, his mane drooped, and his eyes were tired.

This is the fourth horse, three of which died before.

The sound came with the wind, a bustle, coming from behind the hills in the distance.

Han Chuang abandoned his horse and walked away, and the man slowly walked towards the small hill and walked through the small hill.

When he reached the throat of the hill, he could not help but be frightened, and he saw a group of familiar people—familiar friends, familiar opponents.

"Liu Qingfu, Gu Lingbo, where did you get my young lady! If you don't hand her over today, we will never fade!"

It was Xia He among Nie Qingqing's four maids who spoke, this little girl was holding a scimitar in her hand, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

The sun reflected her pale and haggard, and it was clear that she was worried these days.

Han Chuang thought of Nie Qingqing, who was lying on the bed, like a living dead, and felt a pinprick pain in his heart.

"Qingqing, there are so many people who care about you, you must persevere. He muttered to himself.

The poison in Nie Qingqing's place is fatal, if it weren't for her body of nine yin, I'm afraid she would have died at this moment, and even if she didn't die, she was not far from death, and she could only rely on the true qi instilled by the mysterious person every day.

According to the mysterious man, two months at most, and after two months, she will die.

At this moment, I saw Liu Qingfu take a step forward and said loudly: "Don't hide it, girl, since then, we haven't seen your young lady, and not only your young lady has always been, but even my junior brother has always been." ”

Xia He frowned, and said angrily: "You mean to say that I detained Han Chuang? ”

"Yes, I haven't seen it at all!" said the other three maids behind him at the same time.

"Or, maybe something really happened to them. Liu Qingfu's face flashed with a melancholy expression.

Xia He sneered and said, "If something happened, I think you hid the young lady." His eyes stared at Liu Qingfu's face, and he said word by word: "If Miss has any mistakes, I will make your three major sects pay the price!"

"Joke! The three major sects are something that you little girl can criticize. Gu Lingbo stepped forward, with a mocking look on his face, "Don't talk nonsense, aren't you here to find fault today?

"You!"

"Enough!"

The four maids were about to rush forward, when they heard a solemn male voice coming from behind them - Han Chuang Shi Ran walked out.

"Is that you?"

"Senior brother!"

Two completely different expressions appeared on the faces of the two opposing people, the four maids were nervous and gloomy, while Liu Qingfu and Gu Lingbo were happy.

"Senior brother, where have you been these days?" Liu Qingfu swept in front of Han Chuang, as light as a light swallow.

Han Chuang smiled slightly and said, "Senior sister, let's talk about the matter later." A few steps forward, came to Xia He, and stared at the girl.

His eyes looked dazed, but with a spreading lovesickness, a look of pain, despair, and pleading.

Xia He seemed to be shocked by this complicated look, and subconsciously took a step back, but quickly reacted, pointed the scimitar at the tip of Han Chuang's nose, and said sharply:

"Han Chuang, what did you do to Miss Jiang!"

Han Chuang's bleak smile, the pain of laughing, almost everyone felt his pain, the pain in his heart.

Liu Qingfu didn't know what had happened to Han Chuang in the past few days, but she could feel the changes in Han Chuang: cold, painful, and lonely.

His back was still straight, but Liu Qingfu could feel that the heavy pressure was pressing him down, and he couldn't breathe.

Subconsciously holding Han Chuang's hand, Liu Qingfu tried to use her body temperature to warm the familiar and strange person in front of her, but found that his hand was very cold.

It's as cold as a block of ice.

"Go ahead, don't ask anything, it's not good for you. Han Chuang said that the object of his speech was Xia He, who was looking at him in four eyes, and at this moment, he even had a feeling that he was almost about to collapse.

Xia He took another step back, the step was very small, but after all, he retreated.

She didn't know why she was backing away, maybe it was the man's complicated gaze that told her, "Don't ask, trust him." "But soon, the duties of being a handmaiden took over.

"Four maids obey the order! Kill this man!"

Four scimitars pointed at Han Chuang.

The scariness of the scimitar is then related to its beauty, and while you marvel at its beauty, it will take your life.

The murderous aura was thick, intense, like sticky blood.

As soon as Liu Qingfu wanted to step forward, she felt her body being pushed away by a soft force.

Bro?

What is he going to do?

Liu Qingfu didn't understand when Han Chuang had such skills, and even less understood why he did it.

Didn't he know that he had to deal with Miss Nie's four maids independently?

The master of the early stage of Huayuan, coupled with the blessing of the formation, is by no means something that he can defeat alone, what is he going to do? Liu Qingfu's eyes were originally only full of doubts and blankness, but now he suddenly had a trace of confusion and a trace of fear.

"Don't measure yourself, put on a positive and negative array!" Xia He shouted loudly.

Among Nie Qingqing's four maids, the scimitar used by Xia He and Dong Mei has a long blade and a short handle, and the combined attack technique used is the positive Liangyi formation, and the scimitar of green bamboo and red willow has a short blade and a long handle, and the combined attack technique used is the anti-Liangyi formation.

If the four of them go together, they can form a positive and negative two ritual arrays, although they are not as good as the Four Elephant Lock Yuan Array, which is known as invincible during the Huayuan period, but at least it can also defeat the opponent in the later stage of the Huayuan Dynasty.

For this formation, the four of them were very confident, which was why they dared to find Liu Qingfu and Gu Lingbo.

Seeing that Han Chuang was preparing to fight independently, Xia He sneered in his heart and said secretly: "That's right, I won't kill you, I will only capture you, and then interrogate Miss's whereabouts, if Miss really has an accident, you don't want to live." ”

There was an inexplicable connection between the master and servant, when Nie Qingqing was unconscious, Xia He sensed it, although he didn't know what happened to Nie Qingqing, but in any case, it must be related to the man in front of him.

The four of them surrounded Han Chuang in an instant, and the light and moon of the scimitar were even more dazzling than just now, and the sword aura was even stronger.

Han Chuang didn't move, he didn't move.

Even though he was surrounded by four scimitars, he remained motionless. He looked like a lifeless sculpture, with dead eyes, always staring at the ground.

What was he thinking?Xia He thought to himself, his eyes firmly fixed on Han Chuang's slender and slender right hand, which he knew was a terrible hand.

"The positive and negative clouds are moving, and the rain is turning over the clouds!"

Xia He shouted, and after the other four maids comprehended, they hurriedly walked left and right, waving their knives upward, and the knife qi came like waves.

Han Chuang, who had always been motionless, suddenly smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth opened, and this smile spread all the way to the corners of his eyes, and disappeared into invisibility at the corners of his eyes.

Looking at this cold smile, Xia He suddenly felt a chill, coming from the depths of her loneliness, she looked at the person in front of her in horror, the knife in her hand, without the slightest stagnation.

Instinct!

The instinct of carrying the knife surpassed the fear of the heart, but the next moment, the fear reached a peak: Han Chuang moved.

"Be careful!" she shouted, but it was too late.

Accompanied by the voice, there was also the sword, not the original wooden sword, but an ordinary sword made of bamboo chips.

When the sword arrived in front of him, it was divided into four parts, and it attacked the four people, and an amazing sword aura condensed on the sword, this sword aura was so fierce and awe-inspiring that they couldn't resist it.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng"

The sound of the four scimitars falling to the ground became one, and the four maids covered their wrists at the same time, looking at the man in front of him, he was not only smiling on his face, but even his eyes were smiling, but his smile could not melt the horror of the four people.

In the middle of the Huayuan period, it must be the fast sword in the middle of the Huayuan period, Xia He said secretly in his heart.