But seeing Han Chuang waving his hand, he said disapprerovitically: "It's just a little poison, and it can't help me." ”

Liu Qingfu stared at Han Chuang with a puzzled gaze, only to feel that the ruddy face definitely didn't look like an abnormality of poisoning, so he also let go of most of his heart and said, "Are you really okay?"

Before Han Chuang could speak, Nie Qingqing said, "Senior Sister Liu, don't worry, there are not many poisons in this world that can poison him. ”

Shen Guanyue is an expert in using poison, Han Chuang absorbed her Shenmu Wang Ding, and he is not afraid of most poisons;

Han Chuang smiled: "That's right, senior sister, you can rest assured." As he spoke, he hammered his chest with his hands, trying to show a bit of toughness, but seeing his white-faced scholarly appearance, he couldn't think of the word tough.

Fortunately, he was also quite self-aware, so he just hammered it twice, made a show, and then didn't move.

Liu Qingfu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a relaxed tone: "I'm relieved, there are still a few days to be the day of the inner door competition, don't go out these days, don't make trouble." ”

Han Chuang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will adjust to the best state." ”

In fact, there was another sentence he didn't say: adjust to the best state and give Yue Qianheng a fatal blow. Although Rong Tendon Scatter couldn't help him, it was an irrefutable fact that Yue Qianheng poisoned him.

Han Chuang is a person with clear grievances, others have kindness with him, he repays the favor, others have enmity with him, he takes revenge.

But I heard Helian Mo suddenly say: "Han Chuang, I think you still challenge others, Yue Qianheng is not simple. ”

This was what he said after thinking about it for a long time, Han Chuang's challenge to Yue Qianheng would certainly help him avenge him, but on the other hand, the risk was not small.

After all, Yue Qianheng is the son of Yue Chonglou, how can the son of the elder of the Qingzhu Sect have no hole cards?

In the final analysis, Helian Mo is still afraid that Han Chuang will miss, he is good at fighting, of course he knows that fighting is not necessarily a victory with strength, many times, strength is only an important criterion and not all, although there are not many things to defeat the strong with the weak, but there are definitely a lot.

Of course, Han Chuang understood what Helian Mo was thinking, so he said, "Helian, don't worry, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Han Chuang is a calm person, with a calm personality and a calm personality, things like killing Yan Zhen in a fit of anger really rarely happen to him, most of the time, he will calculate the gains and losses of things before he will consider doing it.

Helian Mo knew what kind of person Han Chuang was, but he was afraid that he would be blinded by hatred, and no matter how calm a person was, as long as he was blinded by hatred, he might do something impulsive.

Han Chuang had already shown an impulse, and Helian Mo didn't want him to show a second impulse.

"It's better to think about it again. Helian Mo said.

Han Chuang narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "No need, I am completely sure of dealing with Yue Qianheng." ”

It's night, and the night is deeper.

The cold moon bent in mid-air like a bow, and the dim moonlight leaned against the dark door.

The door was closed, and the strange patterns carved on it were still recognizable in the night.

It's still winter, and the winter night is exceptionally quiet, and there is not even the sound of insects.

A figure appeared in the dark doorway, looked left and right twice, pushed open the door and walked in.

The moment he entered the door, the moonlight reflected his face, and he looked a little handsome, but those yin owl eyes betrayed him.

The person who came disappeared for two months Yue Qianheng, and in two months, he entered Yin Mountain to practice according to Yue Chonglou's instructions, and at this moment his body was full of blood and energy, like a demon crawling out of hell.

I don't know how many people he killed and how many demon beasts he killed before he could accumulate such a rich blood.

When Yue Chonglou saw his son, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Don't you know how to restrain yourself?

Yue Qianheng smiled nonchalantly and said, "What can you see, who can help me?" Looking at his demeanor, it seemed that he was invincible as he said.

Yue Chonglou frowned.

To be honest, letting Yue Qianheng enter Yinshan to practice is a matter of both advantages and disadvantages in his opinion, not to mention the danger of Yinshan first, let's just say that killing as a way of cultivation, although it can be achieved quickly, but in the end, the mind is unstable, not the right way, just like Yue Qianheng is showing now, he knew to hide his ambition before, but now his ambition has been fully revealed.

Yue Chonglou snorted coldly and said, "Do you think you are invincible?" Ice and Fire Shuangying Yan Qingfei, Frost and Snow Ning Tian Mei Shuangxue, Dragon Scale Tongtian Jia Gu Tongtian, you are not an opponent with these three people alone. ”

Yue Qianheng sneered slightly and said, "It's true that I'm not their opponent, but this time my opponent is not them. The words changed and said, "By the way, Han Chuang's kid is not out of prison." ”

Yue Chonglou said: "That's right, I was released from prison today." ”

"Okay!" Yue Qianheng showed a hideous smile on his face: "It's good to be released from prison, I want to defeat him in the inner gate Dabi in a dignified manner, and let him know the gap between me and him." ”

Upright?

Yue Chonglou suddenly couldn't understand his son, if it was upright to poison the opponent before the competition, then there would be nothing in this world that could be called a conspiracy.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to have suddenly increased and deepened a lot.

"Are you sure you can defeat Han Chuang?" the light shone obliquely on his face, each wrinkle with a long strip of shadow, like a knife.

At night, anyone who sees such a person will be afraid, but instead of being afraid, Yue Qianheng stared at his father, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc.

"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of a waste who can't use True Qi with all his might. ”

Yue Chonglou wanted to say something, but his mouth opened, and he didn't say it after all; Yue Qianheng was right, Han Chuang at this moment was no longer afraid. The poison that melts the muscles, not to mention him, even Yue Chonglou himself feels that it is tricky, and even Han Chuang may not know that he is poisoned.

And in an unknown situation, using the whole body skill, there is only one consequence -

As soon as he thought of this, Yue Chonglou also laughed.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. He looked at his son and nodded in satisfaction.

Another night, the three girls returned to Zawangfeng, and in the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, only Helianmo, Lin Ping, and Han Chuang were left.

Helian Mo and Lin Ping went to rest early because of their injuries, and only Han Chuang was still standing in front of Hanhu.

He held the Xuantie heavy sword, and the pitch-black blade blended with the night, in stark contrast to his white shirt.

He stared at the jet-black heavy sword in his arms, and only felt that his body seemed to be one with the heavy sword.

A figure suddenly appeared in the distance, staring at the pitch-black heavy sword.

Han Chuang raised his head slightly, and saw a man, a pale-skinned man, emaciated as if he had been sent to him by a gust of wind.

Han Chuang carefully looked at this uninvited guest and found that in addition to his pale skin, his facial features were also surprisingly exquisite, just like a perfect work of art produced on an industrial production line.

It is impossible for such a face to appear in heaven and earth, there is only one possibility, this is a fake face, a fake face that can't see flaws at all.

If Nie Qingqing was here, she would definitely call out the identity of the person who came - Lotus, the man who would appear as long as she released the blood crane.

Han Chuang sneered slightly and said, "Since you're here, why don't you look at people with your true face." ”

Lotus was silent, her eyes staring at the sky in the distance, her lips squirming slightly, as if chewing on the meaning of this sentence. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "After a long time, the mask will become real, so you should think that this is a real face." ”

Lotus's eyes suddenly became a little tired, like an exhausted old man, but he was definitely a young man, a dangerous young man, Han Chuang heard the inexplicable heartbeat.

"You're a lot like a friend of mine," Han Chuang added.

Lotus smiled and said, "Does your friend look like this?"

Only then did Han Chuang notice that he was using a sword, and he held a sword in his left hand, a sword that had been painted in pitch black.

This was not the first time Han Chuang had encountered this kind of sword used by a killer, but at this moment, he felt that this sword was a little different from others.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "It's not about looks, my friend is not as handsome as your fake face, he is very ugly, ugly and incredible." ”

Lotus laughed again and said, "You must hate him." ”

Han Chuang said: "No, on the contrary, he has a really ugly face, so I want to stay with him." ”

Lotus said: "So you hate me?"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "It depends on your intentions, I don't mind having a beautiful friend." ”

Lotus smiled: "Maybe under this beautiful face, there is also an ugly face?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Real faces never make people feel ugly. ”

Lotus said: "So I made you gag?"

Han Chuang smiled: "Beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye." ”

Lotus fell silent again, as if chewing on the meaning of Han Chuang's words. After a long while, he spoke: "You are a very special person, if I don't have to oppose you, I really want to have a drink with you." ”

At this point, Lotus suddenly smiled, and her smile was full of desolation.

"I didn't expect that the only person in this world who can be my friend is my enemy. ”

Han Chuang understood what he meant, fate is sometimes a devil who plays with the world.

"I don't remember offending you, can you tell me why?"

"No, you can't. Lotus smiled, her smile full of banter, "Someone won't let me say it, so I can't say it, you just need to remember that I am your enemy." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Then drink the bar, and then fight after drinking." After saying that, he untied the wine bag around his waist, took a sip, and threw it over.

Lianhua took the wine bag but didn't make any move, that is, she didn't throw it back to Han Chuang, and she didn't drink, she just stood in place in a daze.

Han Chuang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I will poison the wine?"

Lotus smiled and said, "No, you won't poison you." ”

Han Chuang said, "Then why don't you drink it?"

Lotus was silent for a long time, and then said, "I'm afraid that after drinking this wine, I won't be able to do it." ”

Han Chuang laughed, laughter echoed in the empty night sky, only to hear him say: "Don't worry, even if you drink my wine, I won't show mercy, am I right, Ah Chou." ”

Lotus's body suddenly shook, and her eyes showed an incredible gaze.

"How do you know!"

He didn't deny it, whether Han Chuang really guessed his identity or was lying to him, he didn't deny it.

Han Chuang laughed, and there was a bit of bitterness in this smile.

"A person's face will change, but the temperament in his bones cannot change. ”

Lotus let out a long sigh, stared at Han Chuang with a complicated expression, and said, "If it's possible, I really don't want to be your enemy. ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Do you think you can't beat me?"

Lianhua shook her head and said, "I think you are too terrible, so terrible that you can hide from your eyes without any disguise."

As soon as the words fell, the pitch-black long sword was across his chest, and Lotus closed his eyes, and at the same time, another eye appeared behind him.

A large, glowing crimson eye.

"Martial Soul Lotus Blood Wheel?" Han Chuang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the flickering lotus flower in the pupils of this eye.

Red, red like blood.