At this moment, Han Xiaochuan was quietly standing outside the south gate of Luoyi City.

Not far from a bakery. Silently watching, a girl beggar who was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Burnt yellow hair, sparse, skinny, hungry skinny.

This young beggar was almost snatched by the people of the Han Shan faction and forced Han Xiaochuan to marry her.

On the spot, for the group of garbage people, they performed the candles in the cave room, and did the things of the husband and wife in full view of everyone.

Han Xiaochuan took out a large ingot of silver from the bag of the five evils. After thinking about it, he turned around and went to the baked cake shop, bought a large stack of baked cakes, and put it in front of the little girl.

The little girl's panicked eyes flashed with a trace of gratitude and gratitude. It was a pair of young but vicissitudes of life. Muddy, sluggish, as if he had long been accustomed to the heat and coldness of the situation.

Even if the sky falls, it's just a feeling.

She didn't dare to look at this kind big brother again. The young body is prostrate on the ground to show deep gratitude.

Han Xiaochuan stuffed a piece of silver into her tattered clothes.

"Yes, born as a daughter, I'd rather beg than be cheap."

After finishing speaking, he quietly turned around and strode away.

The little beggar trembled with excitement and could not say a word. I suspect that the world has changed. How could you meet such a legendary nobleman who is so generous.

"Would you rather beg than be cheap? Begging for a living is already the most humble, how can it not be cheap......"

The female beggar muttered to herself, she didn't understand what it meant.

……

In the cave mansion, Han Xiaochuan and Master were already in the midst of a great cycle of exercises. It's just that the faces of the two are flushed, and they haven't subsided yet.

Obviously, it can be seen from Shu Yin's wrinkled dress that before cultivating, the two of them indulged and adjusted their cultivation mood.

It's just that Shu Yin is still holding on to her last line of defense.

This made Han Xiaochuan a little puzzled and a little puzzled. What does it mean that 500-year-old wine is only allowed to smell it, and it is not allowed to be drunk in the open altar if it is dead or alive?

Although he knew that something was wrong, Han Xiaochuan couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Half a month later, the cultivation of the two stopped. Shu Yin's Burning Sun Divine Pill has been completely refined, and he needs to extract the Burning Sun Divine Pill from Han Xiaochuan's body again.

Of course, now it's not Han Xiaochuan who uses the secret method himself, extracts it from his body, and gives it to her.

It's the old girlfriend who came to ask for it in person, which is her favorite thing to do.

Although the old witch was guarding the last door, it was Han Xiaochuan who felt that she was on the verge of a volcanic eruption.

Shu Yin's favorite thing is to often cast water spells to wash her delicate feet......

Use a translucent air wall technique to change your dress.

The behavior of the grandmother, the young is incomprehensible.

can only be superficially understood that she is showing off what is called perfection! forced Xiao Xianghao to pay attention to the perfection of her delicate body, ignoring the confused face.

After the two finished their work, they looked at each other again, Shu Yin's eyes flowed, and the tenderness was infinite.

Clouds, faint, want rain.

Water, surging, smoking.

Eyes, squinting, hooking the soul.

After the two finished cultivating, they sat together and looked at each other in a daze, and they were also very happy.

This is a tendency for love to go crazy.

Shu Yin has been completely sure that this is because the exercises of the "Great Five Elements Yin and Yang Heart Sutra" are flawed, so it will be like this.

At this moment, he was curled up in Han Xiaochuan's arms, his eyes were slightly closed, but there was a strange tiredness in the corners of his eyes, and there were faint tears flashing.

Struggle inwardly!

Do you want to kill him, or do you love him?

What am I going to do? The Great Yin and Yang Heart Sutra is so cruel.

Do you want me to fall in love with him and kill him when I can't help myself?

Can this be done?

Why should I make such a difficult choice? It's so inhumane.

Do you want to live forever, or do you want to love to death?

But! It's only forty years, it's too short a time, it's not enough!

It seems that I have to find time to go back to the Lingxiao Palace Sect and ask the Red Dragon Ancestor if there is any problem with this Heart Sutra exercise.

It's just this move, this set of rare exercises, can't be kept secret.

How's that good?

……

Shu Yin was in the most contradictory state, and actually fell asleep in Han Xiaochuan's arms. Her heart is so tired!

It's a rare thing, I haven't slept for two or three hundred years.

Monks who have cultivated to this level will not need sleep and food for a long time.

Han Xiaochuan stroked her cheek.

He didn't know why his old girlfriend was so complicated. Through the statue of the divine breath spirit in the center of her eyebrows, she can faintly feel that she is very hesitant, as if she has something on her mind.

Han Xiaochuan himself also didn't know how he fell madly in love with her.

Love her borrowed face? Or is it the posture of the fascinated and unworthy of life?

Not to deny, except for that face. He was obsessed with everything, he was so obsessed that he almost wanted to the point of pathology.

This is a bit different from the original intention. At first, I just wanted to understand the true meaning of love, and the old girlfriend was just treated as a tool person.

What he loves deeply is Xiangxiang.

There is no answer to be found.

Shu Yin was still asleep in his arms, but Han Xiaochuan was holding an old scroll of broken bamboo slips in his left hand, and he watched it with relish.

The bamboo slip of "The Foundation of the Pattern Practitioner" was turned out of Shu Yin's Qiankun bag.

I have been studying it for more than three months, and I have memorized it by heart. Now, as long as you have a Pattern Cultivation Ding, you can start practicing the Pattern Cultivation Technique.

Han Xiaochuan pointed out, the green light flashed at his fingertips, and he drew up in the void, and his movements were smooth and free.

In a few moments, an extremely complex pardon pattern appeared in the air.

This is an intermediate-level low-level wood attribute pattern model, not the previous Tianji pattern.

This is the first step of the tattoo practitioner, the art of wrinkles.

The use of spiritual power to create a pattern needs to be condensed but not dispersed, and the pattern technique is a successful cultivation.

This green tattoo is not only not scattered, but also faintly absorbing the wood aura that escapes in the air, which is the mark of the pattern practitioner.

The patterns that ordinary monks come out of are like dead things, and they don't absorb the aura in the air at all.

If! Sealing it on the trunk of a tree with a strong aura of heaven and earth, after four or five hundred years of gestation, it is a rare mid-level low-level wood attribute element pattern.

Han Xiaochuan scattered this pattern, and in the stone room, the wood aura suddenly overflowed.

Immediately after that, slowly extend the index and middle fingers of your right hand.

The index finger is still wood spiritual power, but the middle finger is water spiritual power.

Inside the eyeball, a blood-red color begins to appear.

A dignified finger was pointed out, and the two fingers quickly escaped.

This time, the pattern technique was obviously very different.

Inside the stone room, there were signs of riots in the aura of heaven and earth.