There is no curfew in Los Angeles, so whenever the moon goes up to the West Tower, Los Angeles will not fall into the silence of Yelan, but the night market is as bright as day, and the high-rise buildings are like clouds!

Luhua never sleeps in the city!

It's just that unlike in the past, there are a lot of figures hidden in the shadows at the square gate of Los Angeles tonight, wearing dark candle dragon clothes.

These shadows are bounded by the square city gate, forming three or five lines, like lotus petals, closing into the city layer by layer, and a quiet courtyard is the center of the encirclement!

The candles in the house flickered and the lights were dim.

The two figures looked at each other through a layer of light veil, and could only see each other's hazy and illusory figures.

"That...... Huai Daochang, are you still there? ”

Han Wangshu, who was lying on the bed, tossed and turned, and suddenly spoke softly.

"Hmm."

Huai Zhi'an on the other side of the curtain responded, and continued to look through the bottomless list of skills.

Looking for any interesting sword techniques and Taoism techniques from the sword inheritance of the Lishan Sword Sect is the greatest pleasure of Huai Zhi'an every day.

There are many sword tricks and Taoism that are not necessarily powerful, but they must be practical and interesting enough, which is the source of Huai Zhi'an's happiness.

For example, there is a very strange predecessor who likes swords very much, and he likes it so much that he tries to transform the sword with the sword spirit into a sword girl, and intends to meet his physical and psychological needs together.

Although the result was that he was hung up and beaten by the Sword Sect Master, this kind of genius creative spirit, Huai Zhi'an could only say: Come more!

Hearing Huai Zhi'an's voice, Han Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, and his body relaxed.

The candle flame flickered, and after a while, Han Wangshu said embarrassedly: "Huai Daochang, concubine body...... I can't sleep as a concubine. ”

Huai Zhi'an diverted his attention from the skill panel and said helplessly: "Then I'll go?" ”

"Don't!"

Huai Zhi'an's words frightened Han Wangshu into discoloration, and he hurriedly sat up, wanting to stay.

"If you can't sleep, the monster may not be able to use your dreams to get here, and I won't be able to kill him." Huai Zhi'an explained.

"The concubine understands."

Han Wangshu was a little embarrassed.

Because it was the first time she went to bed, there were other men around her besides her husband, even though she knew that Huai Zhi'an was much younger than her and could be her younger brother, there was still a kind of embarrassment in the air.

During the day, when he heard Huai Zhi'an mention that there would be monsters coming to the door tonight, Han Wangshu was naturally uncontrollable in his heart.

Although she has some martial arts cultivation in her body, the monsters that may make the Candle Dragon Division feel tricky are definitely not something she can handle.

Huai Zhi'an originally planned to wait in the courtyard, but Han Wangshu was worried that there might be any accidents at that time, so he blushed and let Huai Zhi'an enter the house.

She was afraid that Huai Zhi'an was not here, and she couldn't sleep when Huai Zhi'an was here.

"How many sheep?"

Huai Zhi'an sighed and made a move.

Han Wangshu said weakly: "Maybe not, what the concubine took care of before was the account book of the Jade Fang, and she is very sensitive to numbers, and the more you count the sheep, the more you count them, the more mentally ......."

Huai Zhi'an scratched his head, he couldn't understand Han Wangshu, who was generous in front of outsiders, advanced and retreated, and talked and behaved elegantly and intellectually, why was he shy at this time?

"Huai Dao Chang, do you think the concubine will die?"

Han Wangshu's eyes fell on the ceiling, looking at the shadow of the candle flame flickering, and suddenly spoke.

Thinking of her deceased husband and daughter, maybe it was the subconscious fear of death that made her nervous and unable to sleep, right?

"Everyone dies, and everyone is no exception."

Huai Zhi'an's answer made Han Wangshu's eyes darken, and he was a little angry.

"I don't know when you're going to die, but I know it's definitely not going to be today." Huai Zhian said with a smile.

"I'm here, and Lord Yama will give me face when he comes today!"

Listening to Huai Zhi'an's answer, Han Wangshu smiled after a long absence, and quipped: "What if Lord Yama doesn't give it?" ”

Huai Zhi'an's expression was leisurely, flicking the sword body, and the melodious sword sound soothed all uneasiness.

"Is it that I Huai Zhi'an can't lift the sword, or is the king of Hades floating?"

The slightly playful words made Han Wangshu smile dumbly, relaxed, and most of the fear in his heart disappeared.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Wangshu hesitated: "Huai Dao Chief, the concubine has a rather excessive request, can you agree to me?" ”

"That's too much." Huai Zhian said with a smile.

If you are not afraid of excesses, you are afraid that they will not be excessive, please mention them boldly!

"For example, can you get closer to the curtain so that the concubine can see your back......"

Huai Zhi'an was stunned, and heard the helplessness in Han Wangshu's words, so he didn't say anything, just got up silently, silently came to the curtain and sat down, leaving only Han Wangshu with a back.

Huai Zhi'an has a slender body, and his back is not very broad, but he has a sense of security that is different from anyone else.

Looking at this back, Han Wangshu felt that there might be nothing to be afraid of in the world anymore.

Even if it is death, you must retreat in front of Huai Zhi'an's sword!

"How? Got it easier? ”

"It's a lot easier, thank you."

"Do you feel the urge to sleep?"

“…… No. ”

Huai Zhi'an's index finger pressed on the center of his eyebrows and rubbed it gently, feeling a little weak.

What should I do if I can't sleep?

You can't give Mrs. Han a physical hypnosis method, right?

Of course, even when the body is tired, it can be as fast as water.

So the question is, what kind of exercise can sweat quickly in bed, achieve the effect of being extremely tired and falling asleep quickly?

Answer: Yes -

Sit-up!

In the end, Huai Zhi'an was not embarrassed to open his mouth and let a great beauty who captivated the country and the city do sit-ups on the bed, so he could only find another way.

"Since you're sensitive to numbers, let me tell you something more interesting, learn it, maybe you can deconstruct the world."

Han Wangshu blinked and didn't speak.

Huai Zhi'an cleared his throat and said: "Calculus is the study of the dependence between variables, that is, the knowledge of functions, and the ultimate method as the basic research tool......"

It only took a short cup of tea for Huai Zhi'an to hear an even and steady breathing sound from the other side of the curtain behind him.

Huai Zhi'an nodded.

No one can escape the hypnosis of calculus, well, no one!

Since Madame Han is asleep, it will be easy to do, just wait for the monster to enter Madame Han's dream with the help of the mark left on Madame Han's body, and then it will be his time!

Huai Zhi'an's eyes were closed, and his attention was infinitely focused.

Lady Han risked her life just to lure out that monster, and since that was the case, he wouldn't let Lady Han suffer any harm!

Even if it's a little bit!

"Huh? Here it comes! ”

Huai Zhi'an's expression moved, and his hand was already pressed on the hilt of the dragon sparrow's sword.

In Huai Zhi'an's perception, a strange and unpredictable dream power suddenly appeared from the demonic aura on the back of Mrs. Han's neck.

The moment that power appeared, it was already connected to Mrs. Han's dream, making Huai Zhi'an, who was just about to make a move, helpless to suppress his sword intent.

Before the appearance of this dream power, even Huai Zhi'an had not noticed the slightest abnormality, such a hidden power, it was no wonder that the people of the Candle Dragon Division had not found the slightest clue when they dug three feet into the ground in Los Angeles.

Huai Zhi'an's brows furrowed slightly, and his thumb rubbed against the hilt of the sword.

The difficulty of the other party was a bit beyond his expectations, the strength was not to be feared, but the means were strange and tricky.

Huai Zhi'an held back his temperament, intending to look for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

The dream is a fragmented projection of human consciousness, and the monster lurks in the dream, in case Huai Zhi'an's hand tremors accidentally hurt Mrs. Han's dream, Mrs. Han's consciousness will also be damaged.

Besides, it's not just this monster that he's waiting for!

Just as Huai Zhi'an was holding his breath and concentrating, Huai Zhi'an sensed that Han Wangshu, who had been lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and got up directly from the bed.

Han Wangshu opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, and a strange purple light crossed his eyes.

The elegance and intellect of the daytime are gone, replaced by a misty and charming smile.

The room was covered with a soft and fine cashmere blanket, Han Wangshu seemed to have discovered something, with a bewitching smile, using his hands and feet together, moving silently in the direction of the curtain little by little, like a female fox hunting.

Behold what it has discovered, a monk, a monk as bright as a cold star, as handsome as it has ever seen in its life!

It is now at a critical moment of promotion, and what it needs most is the aura of the world.

It is not an ordinary aura for cultivation, but a "spiritual aura of creation" that the human race carried with it when it was born.

According to its experience, the more the world is captivated, and the more talented and brilliant the woman is, the stronger the aura on her body.

But it was the first time he had seen such a strong aura of creation from a man, and it was so thick that it was simply jaw-dropping!

If the other party is a strong man, it will turn around and leave, but this young sword cultivator's aura is weak, since this is the case, then it is not welcome!

Lifting the curtain, Han Wangshu's white arms wrapped around Huai Zhi'an's waist from behind, like a water snake, from back to front.

Huai Zhi'an didn't open his eyes, but he could still clearly feel the face-to-face exhalation.

Han Wangshu didn't care, his two arms hooked Huai Zhi'an's neck, his arms were slightly bent, and he smiled and wanted to kiss it.

At this moment, Huai Zhi'an opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and there were no distracting thoughts, he could only use his fingers as a sword, and pointed at Han Wangshu's eyebrows!

"Ahh

！ ”

The sword qi was sharp, only to hear a terrible scream that was not like a human race, and the illusory shadow that had been integrated with Han Wangshu before suddenly broke away from Han Wangshu's body, and fled from the courtyard like crazy, fleeing to the outside world!