Han Qing was indifferent, he came to the dying Wang Hao, and raised his hand to wipe it in his heart.

In an instant, the bruised handprints in his heart quickly faded and faded.

Wang Hao's eyes were complicated, and then he became in awe, and he sneered: "Thank you......"

"Thank you, I'll give you a word, there are people outside the sky, there are people outside the world, this world is not as simple as you think." After Han Qing finished speaking, he left directly.

As for the rest of the matter, that's none of his business.

"Senior Sister Xia, is this Mr. Han a monk?" Wang Hao thought of something and asked Xia Yinhua.

"I don't know, maybe." Xia Yinhua said.

"It is said that the monk is the legendary qi refiner in the past, who inhales the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, tempers himself, and has the power to move mountains and seas." Wang Hao said excitedly.

Xia Yinhua nodded, she now understood why the eldest lady of the Ye family would be so respectful to Han Qing, and she still had affection.

It turned out that it was because Han Qing was a fairy-like figure.

It's ridiculous, the Xia family didn't look down on Han Qing before, saying that he was a waste.

If Han Qing is a waste, she hopes that she can also have such a waste to be her own man.

……

In a villa, Yuichi Watanabe was screaming miserably.

At this time, there was an old man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, who was touching his broken bones.

Not far by the window, a woman in a traditional cherry blossom costume stood with her back to the bed, looking up at the silver moon in the sky.

"Miss, Mr. Watanabe is completely useless, and it is impossible to recover." The old man said to the woman by the window.

"Since it's completely wasted, it's garbage, and if it's garbage, it should stay in the trash." The woman's voice was extremely gentle, but her words were extremely cruel.

She turned around, revealing an extremely beautiful face.

"Miss, don't......" Yuichi Watanabe cried out in great horror.

However, the woman was indifferent.

At this moment, the old man raised his hand and pointed at the center of the old man's eyebrows.

In an instant, this Sakura Aikido Dao leader died completely.

"Han Qing, right, send two heaven-level ninjas to slaughter him." The woman's voice was indifferent.

"Miss, after all, this is the East, and that Han Qing should be a monk from the East, we are afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble if we do this." The old man hesitated for a moment and spoke.

The woman raised her eyes, with a cold glow, she walked up to the old man and slapped the old man in the face.

"Bastard, you will do whatever I tell you to do, and if you dare to question my orders in any way, I will make your life worse than death." The woman said coldly.

"The old slave is guilty, and the old slave will do it immediately." The old man said hurriedly.

……

The silver moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is like water.

Han Qing sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated, and suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed.

Immediately, he walked out of the room and into a secluded place.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared behind him like a ghost, and a black light blended into the night, piercing Han Qing's back heart.

At the same time, a black shadow also quietly appeared on the other side, blocking the direction that Han Qing might dodge.

"Sakura Ninja."

Han Qing sneered, didn't dodge, raised his hand like lightning, and his fingers were already caught between the two ninja knives painted in pitch black.

At this moment, his fingers shook with spiritual power.

Suddenly, the two ninja knives broke into several pieces.

The two ninjas let out a muffled grunt as well, and they all flew upside down.

It's just that when they flew upside down in mid-air, their figures disappeared out of thin air.