After dinner, Feng Shayan found Han Jue.

"Did you go out and buy what you wanted today?"

"Huh? I bought it! Han Jue replied with a humble smile.

"Satisfied?"

"Satisfied, quite satisfied."

"What did you buy?"

"No, it's nothing, just some men...... Sex...... Supplies only. ”

"Remember to call me when you go out in the future, we are now comrades in a team, and we should often strengthen our understanding together and improve our tacit understanding......"

"Well, if you're going to say that, I have a bold idea...... Why don't you move in with me from tonight onwards? ”

“…… The world will also have a set of mature castration methods! ”

"I don't even want to sleep together, and what do you know, you liar. Gone ......."

Han Jue patted his ass in disappointment, turned around and left.

"Hey, wait, I'm looking for you for something else."

Feng Shayan was in a hurry, and grabbed Han Jue's thick arm.

The soft and smooth little hand touched Han Jue's bronzed skin.

A chilly sensation came.

Han Jue had goosebumps all over his body and shivered.

"I'd like to ask you to play against me."

"Why me?"

"Because of all the strangers in the world, your strength is the strongest. And my Hundred Steps Divine Fist, in addition to being unexpected, ultimately played a decisive role, in the final analysis, it was strength. ”

"Tsk, I'm fine. However, once I do it, I won't pity you, in case it hurts you......"

"Hmph, don't be arrogant, it's not necessarily who hurts whom. Let's go, follow me to the training ground. ”

Ten minutes later.

The world will be a training ground for inhumans.

Han Jue and Feng Shayan stood in the middle of the field and confronted each other.

"Are you ready? I'm coming......"

Feng Shayan made a mistake and made an attack gesture with both fists.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows and talked a lot, "Come on baby, always be ready to ......"

Feng Shayan: "......"

"Drink!"

A punch was thrown out towards Han Jue.

Feng Shayan didn't even bother to do the usual temptation at the beginning, and directly launched the combination technique.

The fist disappeared from front of her.

Han Jue stood motionless.

There was neither a golden bell jar nor an iron cloth shirt.

He understands the traits of Feng Shayan's abilities.

Space shuttle and hundred-step divine fist are indeed unguardable.

With the help of ubiquitous space, the Hundred Steps Divine Fist can appear from any angle that Feng Shayan wants, and then attack the opponent.

"If it's hard to defend, why should I defend it?" Han Jue smiled indifferently, "Master's copper skin and iron bones are not practiced in vain. ”

The space cracked suddenly.

A fist condensed with Innate Qi rushed out diagonally.

The angle is very tricky.

It was half a meter below Han Jue's feet.

According to normal people's thinking, with Han Jue's tall stature, it would probably be a little slow to bend down to resist an attack from the ground in an instant.

Unless he dodges to the left and right.

On the left and right, two gaps split at almost the same time.

Two fists struck at Han Jue's waist and abdomen.

Han Jue looked at the part of the fist that was slanting at his feet, and his face turned dark.

"I said you're going a little too far. Is this a hundred-step divine fist, or an egg god fist?! Do you want me to break my children and grandchildren? ”

Feng Shayan sneered, "Boy, flamboy, flamboyant tongue on the battlefield, be careful that you will lose......"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three fists landed on Han Jue's body one after another, making a muffled sound that made people feel sore.

"Bang ......"

Han Jue's huge body fell to the sky, and there was no movement for a long time.

"it!"

Feng Sha Yanqiao's face changed, "This kid will be fine, right?" ”

She hurriedly rushed over, half-squatting, and reached out to press on Han Jue's half-naked chest.

Well, the heart is still beating, not dead.

A false alarm!

Relieved, Feng Shayan's eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

"That's not right. This guy's strength shouldn't be so weak, he can't even block my three punches......"

Suddenly.

Han Jue opened his eyes, stared at Feng Shayan with dark eyes, and grinned, "Miss Feng, you lost!" ”

A pair of iron arms slammed into her.

Feng Shayan didn't have time to react.

Caught off guard, he was dragged into his arms by Han Jue.

"Bastard, let me go......"

She struggled to her feet.

Han Jue's thick arms were like a pair of iron hoops, tightly locking Feng Shayan in his arms, unable to move.

The softness of his chest made him feel uneasy.

Feng Shayan's violent struggle aroused certain impulses in his heart.

He stared at Feng Shayan, his eyes affectionate, "Don't ...... Don't move. ”

Feng Shayan: "......"

Seeing that his voice was gentle, Feng Shayan slowed down her movements and writhed her body symbolically.

"That's right."

Han Jue showed a mouthful of white and neat teeth, and his smile was full of nuclear kindness.

In Feng Shayan's puzzled expression, she slammed her head on the head!

"Bang!"

Feng Shayan only felt as if her head had been hit hard, her ears were buzzing, and she was in a dark coma in front of her.

"Uh...... King...... Bastard ......"

Han Jue: "......"

I told you I wouldn't pity you.

Do you think I'm the kind of person whose words don't count?

Keeping my word and doing what I say, this is my Ning Dao......

………………

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a month since Han Jue came to the World Meeting.

For half a month, Feng Zhenghao did not assign them any tasks.

So his daily content is eating, sleeping, and cultivating.

By the way, sparring.

It is mainly to accompany the wind and swallow training.

Eating and sleeping take up a total of three hours.

The remaining twenty hours were all spent on cultivation.

There is one hour left, left for Feng Shayan.

It's not that he doesn't want to give more.

But after many sparring sessions, Feng Shayan learned a lesson and offered to shorten the time.

The reason is that every time she has been sparring before, she has only one ending - coma! Coma! Still unconscious!

She was even glad that thanks to this kid being a decent gentleman, she would have been taught a long time ago.

After half a month of hard training, Han Jue's martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

Vajra is not bad, and the divine skill successfully broke through to the third stage.

The Seven Wounds Punch broke through to the fourth stage.

The easy tendon and the golden bell jar are not far from breaking through.

Only the iron cloth shirt really couldn't take care of cultivation, so it was put on hold for the time being.

Of course, his mission was likewise not forgotten.

During this time, Han Jue tried to get the information of the two traitors from the ordinary cadres of the Tianxia Association through eavesdropping and some side attacks.

It's a pity that these people apparently don't know anything about it.

After thinking about it, I can only start with Feng Shayan.

this day.

Han Jue was cultivating Yi Jin in the room, and the door was pushed open by Feng Shayan.

Looking at Han Jue, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and cultivating in boxers, Feng Shayan was expressionless.

Han Jue: "Is Ning polite?" There is no knocking on the door...... This is my bedroom! ”

Feng Shayan: "You can also go to my bedroom without knocking, I don't mind...... As long as you dare to ......"

Han Jue: "......"

Forget it, I'm more interested in your child's bedroom.

"What's the matter with me?"

Han Jue got up and took a bath towel to wipe his body.

Feng Shayan's eyes swept away, and her pretty face began to get hot.

Good bargain~

"There's a mission. Tomorrow to leave for Jinxi, my father has a very important customer for help, recently there are some very strange things in his home, the police several times have no clue, so find my dad, I hope we can help. ”

"Weird things?" Han Jue quickly got dressed.

"Well, it is said that the villa where their family is located, ghosts can be heard crying every night...... Some of the family's pets have died one after another...... Specifically, we can only wait for us to get to the scene. ”

Jinxi ...... Is the ghost crying grave?

Some shots slowly flashed in Han Jue's mind.