Chen Sheng sighed, and landed outside the refreshed return inn, looking indifferently into the distance.

Han Song's footsteps were not slow, and he was stunned when he saw Chen Sheng waiting at the door, and then smiled and said: "Brother Chen, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'll treat you as leaving, it's okay, since you have made up your mind to stay, I will introduce one or two from the ancestor's side." ”

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Han Dashao thinks that Chen didn't die fast enough?"

"What did Brother Chen say, as long as you are willing to keep that girl, how dare Han not do his best?" Han Song held the fan in one hand and looked at Chen Sheng with a smile, but it is unknown how many murderous tricks are hidden in this smile.

Stretching out his hand, Chen Sheng said in a calm tone: "Anyway, Han Lin will be here tomorrow, why should Han Dashao be so exhausted, or does it mean that as long as I hand over the water spirit, I can leave with that dragon?"

Chen Sheng led the way in front, looking at Lingyun who came out of the building with playful eyes.

Han Song looked at the young man with a cold face, his eyes were hard to hide, in the latest transmission of the old ancestor, he had promised that after devouring the essence blood of this dragon, Han Song would be able to improve his cultivation realm, which had a fatal attraction to Han Song, whose talent was only in the middle and upper ranks.

Chen Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely slender small bamboo stick hovered over Han Song's throat, almost close to his body.

Han Song's throat twitched, and he swallowed his saliva carefully, not daring to move.

"Brother Chen wants to start a war in advance?"

Han Song's eyes were complicated, with his talent, it would be difficult to rank among the Jindan in this life, and most of them would have to rely on a large number of resources and spiritual objects to smash out a vain Jindan body.

There was a high-level business that didn't have to fight and kill, so it might be difficult for him Han Song to experience the feeling of swords facing each other between monks from now on.

Chen Sheng is different, such a young Jindan monk, as long as he can get through this hurdle, the long years ahead are destined to be magnificent, no matter how big the force is, he will not be willing to let such a young genius be distracted by other things.

"Just like that Young Master Cui. With a self-deprecating smile in his heart, Han Song crossed a particularly dazzling line of words in the ancestor's message: If possible, take that Chen Sheng under his command.

Chen Sheng put his hands behind his back and said with a light smile: "Looking at Han Shao's meaning, it makes no difference to me to do it first and start early. ”

Han Song seemed to have heard a very funny joke, spread his hands, and said, "In that case, why don't Brother Chen just kill me, and then see if you can escape from my Han family's net." ”

The old cook held a handful of bamboo sticks in his hand and shouted: "Brother Chen, what the hell, there are ghosts in the inn." ”

Looking at the bamboo skewers of the same size cut in the old cook's hand, Chen Sheng smiled dumbly, and raised his hand to knock back the one hanging on Han Song's neck.

The old cook smiled, took out a handful of cured meat like a trick, skewered it on the bamboo skewers, turned his head and shouted: "The surname Cao, borrow a fire!"

A moment later, a pale golden flame flew in, burning without wood.

The old cook smiled happily, beckoned Cao Yan to barbecue over the Danhuo, and said, "It's not that I'm scaring you Han Dashao, just a few of you, you may not be able to get benefits if you do it." ”

A lot of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and Han Song was shocked to find that these two guys who had been cowering in Cicheng for many years turned out to be Jindan monks.

After glancing at a guard, and seeing the fear in his eyes, Han Song restrained his killing intent, shook the paper fan lightly, and said with a light smile: "It's okay, presumably Brother Chen is willing to wait until now, and he doesn't want to fall short on this last day, right?"

Chen Sheng smiled casually, "What Han Dashao said makes sense, then Chen will wait for a while." ”

After saying that, Chen Sheng squatted down and squatted down a string of cooked meat, which was crispy and fragrant.

The girl glanced at Han Song in the courtyard, her eyebrows frowned slightly, but after a moment, she was overjoyed under the greeting of her husband, and took the initiative to take over the responsibility of barbecue.

The old cook was a little dissatisfied and said: "Brother Chen, you are not very kind, the little old man has been saving for a long time before he is willing to open such a little meat." ”

Cao Yan rolled his eyes, dismantled the stage and said: "Are you really stupid, or do you think Brother Chen is willing to be the boss of this wrong?"

Now the skewers of barbecue in the hands of the three of them were not sent by the shopkeeper Qi before, and then deducted by the old chef privately?

Really when I'm the innkeeper and don't care?

Chen Sheng smiled and said in a round game: "It's okay, bother the old cook to buy some more?"

The old cook took the silver taels, raised his hand and checked it, and then ran away happily.

Cao Yan's face was slightly gloomy, looking at the old guy's treacherous smile, he didn't need to think about it to know that the bag of silver taels would be at least half of the greedy ink.

Chen Sheng smiled slightly, patted the girl's shoulder, and said softly: "Let's go, don't delay Han Dashao's hospitality." ”

The two of them got up as they said, raised their hands to extinguish the golden flames, glanced at Han Song coldly, and strode into the backyard.

"I'm tired of Han Dashao cleaning up. Pointing to the bamboo sticks scattered underground, Chen Sheng took the girl into the backyard.

Now the entire inn is completely different from when Chen Sheng first came, the only thing that remains unchanged is the backyard with a long sword inserted.

Chen Sheng stretched out his hand and tapped the hilt of the sword, Tianjizi's figure appeared slowly, and he said in an unkind tone: "The kid is wilted, you want the old man to come and watch you eat and drink spicy?"

"Brother Chen, this is ......" Cao Yan frowned slightly, a sword spirit that has been enlightened to this extent is simply unheard of, even an immortal sword is rare.

Tianjizi's eyes were sharp, and he glared at Cao Yan and shouted: "Where did you come from to have eyes and beads, even an old man like this...... Supreme Sword Spirit... Don't you recognize you?"

Chen Sheng silently put down his palm, the fairy sword on his waist swayed, and Cao Yan and the old cook, who were covered in cold sweat, looked at Chen Sheng with strange eyes.

Although the subordinate relationship between the sword spirit and the sword master is true, this old sword spirit of the fairy wind and dao bones is a little too afraid of Chen Sheng, right?

Of course, no one would say this stupidly, and in fact, Tianjizi didn't understand why he was so jealous of this young man now.

A genius who has crossed the tribulation for a hundred years, in the long years, Tianjizi has not only seen it, but also killed a lot of tricks with his own hands or secretly.

Chen Sheng clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes looked into the distance, and under the moonlight, the old cook flew over with half a fan of meat.

Cao Yan was surprised: "It's rare, you old bastard is so generous, it looks like it's a high-quality spirit beast meat, right?"

"Go!" The old cook slapped off the man's big hand and said angrily: "Lao Tzu has always been generous, but you kid doesn't have that blessing, I'm afraid you can't afford it." ”

After the old cook finished speaking, he ignored Cao Yan's scolding, strode into the kitchen, and began to clean up the half of the beast meat.

Chen Sheng raised his hand and pressed down, Tianjizi simply sat on the ground, his eyes quietly looked at the dragon, and a thick muffled sound came from his nose.

"Tell you something great. Chen Sheng was sitting precariously, his face full of solemnity.

The girl sat up straight, and there was a fierce color flowing under her eyes.

Chen Sheng took out a few jade orders, handed them to Shui Luo, Lingyun and Cao Yan respectively, and said, "This token can keep you from the invasion of the killing array, if you fight with that Han Lin tomorrow, you can use this to get out." ”

Watching a few people dripping blood and refining, Chen Sheng continued to say the second thing, "That Han Song has a gloomy temperament, and he will never just press the treasure on Han Lin alone, and then I want to ask Brother Cao and the old cook to protect the water spirit." ”

Jiaolong Lingyun's expression changed slightly, except for the token he was given, Chen Sheng actually ignored him.

"The old man advises you not to talk too much, just listen to the order quietly. Tianjizi's eyes narrowed slightly, and only a hanging pendant on the sword jingled.

Chen Sheng glanced at him without a trace, and continued: "This matter is dangerous, if the two brothers feel embarrassed, I will not force it, but when fighting, you have to stay away, this battle will not be easy." ”

Cao Yan swallowed his saliva lightly and asked in a low voice, "Then Han Lin, how is it compared to Uncle Shi?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Sheng said with a smile: "Han Lin is not as good, the trouble is that there is a business firm standing behind this person, if it is really a matter of life and death, that team of guards will definitely take action, these people are not easy for you to kill." ”

Cao Yan nodded slightly, this team of guards represents the face of a trading house, even if he is in charge, it is a big trouble to get involved with them.

"So......" Chen Sheng waved his hand, his eyes were shining: "The two of you only need to block one or two, and I will do the killing." ”

Between the teenager's words, the entire backyard was full of murderous machines.

Chen Sheng looked at Cao Yan with a smile and asked, "Brother Cao, with our friendship, you won't even help with this little favor, right?"

Cao Yan took a big bite of cooked meat, laughed and said, "It's not impossible, it depends on whether you are on the road, Brother Chen." ”

Chen Sheng threw over a wine jug, Cao Yan caught it casually, took a big sip, and said loudly: "The little girl is handed over to me, if the old chef is scared, the old brother will help you protect it alone." ”

"The surname Cao, you kid scolding?" the old cook poked his head out, holding a huge plate in his hand, and the marinated meat was finely chopped and filled.

Putting down the plate angrily, the old cook squinted and scolded: "Do you kid still have a little conscience?

Cao Yan smiled, ran behind the old cook in small steps, pressed his hands on his shoulders, and gently exerted his wrists, and after a while, the anger on the old cook's face had subsided by half.

"Is that okay?"

Tianjizi looked like he had broken through the heavens, gave Lingyun a look, and signaled the latter to follow suit, no matter what, let Chen Sheng dissipate his anger first.

Lingyun's face changed, she glanced at Chen Sheng, and then at the girl Shui Luo beside her, and finally gritted her teeth and was about to get up.

Chen Sheng couldn't cry or laugh, and said in his heart: "Don't listen to this old bastard, I am neither angry, nor deliberately targeting you, but I just want to calculate that Han Lin, and you have to do your part." ”

Then, Chen Sheng closed his mouth, and everyone had barbecue and wine, and time passed leisurely.

As the sky turned white, Chen Sheng stood up, looked at Lingyun, smiled, and took out the glass cup.

Lingyun instinctively showed a defensive look, after all, the relationship with Chen Sheng is delicate now, if he enters this glass cup, he will be slaughtered.

Chen Sheng's heart moved, and the water surface in the glazed cup receded, revealing a meandering dragon bone body.

"What are you?" Lingyun's face was full of doubts, and she couldn't understand what Chen Sheng had done when she took out the corpse of this evil Jiao.

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, opened his mouth to ask for a little dragon blood to splash on the keel, and then pinched the trick with both hands, and said something in his mouth.

After a while, the corpse of the evil Jiao began to writhe, and then gradually grew bloody flesh, from the tail to the dragon's head, like a new evil Jiao.

Ling Yun's eyes were complicated, "You plan to use this to deceive that Han Lin, but I'm afraid it's not that simple." ”

He is indeed not deeply involved in the world, but he can also feel that the blood on this dragon body is thin, and the Sen Sen Qi revealed in his bones cannot be hidden at all.

Chen Sheng smiled lightly, took out a purple gilt talisman from his arms, and slammed it into the evil Jiao's body with a low cry.

"What now?" Chen Sheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the majestic dragon body.

Lingyun's mouth opened slightly, if he didn't know that this was a dead dragon, he was afraid that he would pounce on it and stage a battle between the dragon's bloodline.

Chen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and it didn't count to draw a body with dragon blood, but the talisman that was the finishing touch, around Chen Sheng, took three days to draw a complete one.

With his mind letting the evil Jiao coil in the courtyard, Chen Sheng jumped on the roof, and his eyes fell on a place outside the city, where people with a little energy gathered there, waiting for an old guy who likes to rely on the old and sell the old.

Jiaolong Lingyun performed the method of breathing early, hiding in the center of the evil Jiao's body with Shui Luo, raising his head and looking at the young man standing on a high place, stunned.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the cabinet building on Fuyun Street, and a man in a plain white robe suddenly appeared not far from the outside of the city.

"Elder Han Lin has returned to his hometown, where are the descendants of the Han family?"

The solemn voice fell, and the head of the Han family stepped forward and shouted respectfully: "Han Zheng, the twenty-fourth generation head of the Han family, is here to wait for the return of the ancestor. ”

Han Zheng was followed by two columns of people and horses, each with Han Qi and Han Song as the leader, and at this moment, all the Han family members except Han Qi fell to the ground.

"Han Zheng, the head of the family, is really aggrieved. Looking at Han Qi, who was full of indifference, and the head of the family who was full of fear on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything to Han Qi, Chen Sheng suddenly laughed.

I saw that plain white figure flashed in front of Han Qi, frowned and asked, "You are not a child of the Han family?"

Han Qiyi, who didn't have the slightest cultivation, was not afraid, reached out and plucked his ears, and said with a smile: "Count, if it weren't for the old man Han Zheng, in fact, I wouldn't want to come here to punish the station, ordinary people, my legs are numb after standing for a long time." ”

Han Song's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth gently lifted a trace of arc, the more unruly you Han Qi are, the worse the impression left in the heart of the ancestor, the more beneficial it is to me Han Song.

Han Zheng's face changed drastically, he looked up at the white-robed messenger, and was about to say a few words of persuasion.

The man looked at Han Qi several times before nodding and saying, "You are the junior that the patriarch said, you are really bold." ”

Hearing this, Han Qi's face was as usual, and the family elders and deacons kneeling behind him were full of joy, it seemed that it was really as rumored that Han Qi had a great relationship with the ancestor.

"Elder Han is still resting twenty miles away, you can wait for a while. ”

He said coldly, and took out a booklet from his bosom, according to the name written on it.

Many of the families who were pointed out couldn't help but rejoice, they had heard that the ancestor of the Han family had a grudge, and if they didn't appear here today, they were afraid that their days in the city would be difficult in the future.

Chen Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, after so many years, Han Lin still likes to do such pickled things.

"Maybe the grudges of the past are thoroughly understood today. With a low sigh, Chen Sheng's figure disappeared in a flash and appeared at the front of the crowd.

Chen Sheng glanced at the so-called white-robed envoy with his eyes, and then sneered, "It turned out to be you." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "Fellow Daoists recognize me." ”

Chen Shengneng concealed everyone's silent appearance, at least he had the cultivation of the Jindan realm, even with the power of the firm, he didn't dare to wait slowly.

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, and said casually: "You are also Han Lin's most loyal old dog, but I didn't expect him to be so ruthless that he would drag you when you enter the grave." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the heads of the family and the leaders of the forces changed their expressions greatly, and some of them knew the inside story and quietly took a few steps back to save themselves from being burned.

The white-robed man grinned and said, "I didn't expect that in such a remote place, someone could still recognize me Han Xiao." ”

Chen Sheng turned a deaf ear, raised his hand and shot out a sword aura, turning into a stream of fireflies and flying into the distance.

Han Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he reached out to grab the sword light, the corners of Chen Sheng's mouth turned up slightly, and he shouted softly: "Burst!"

The sword light turned into countless fragments, exploding Han Xiao's palm, and several of the small fragments flew into the distance.

Casually detaining Han Xiao, Chen Sheng said coldly: "With you dare to touch my sword qi, I don't know whether I live or die." ”

Thrown aside like a dead dog, Han Xiao stared at Chen Sheng with a cold face with both eyes, and couldn't think of such a number one person.

Twenty miles away, in a gazebo, an old man with gray hair played against Hu Ping.

Han Lin, who couldn't see half of his old age, smiled and asked, "Then Chen Sheng is really so good?"

Hu Ping nodded with difficulty, and his voice was dry: "If he competes with his disciple in the same realm, the disciple will definitely lose." ”

With a soft sigh, Han Lin asked again, "But is it because of that fairy sword?"

Hu Ping's face was slightly gloomy, it was indeed related to the fairy sword, but it didn't have much to do with it, but it was a pure intuition, which made him particularly jealous when facing this young man.

Han Lin smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, if that young man doesn't know how to advance or retreat today, and the master helps you kill this great enemy, after the fairy sword is successful, your strength may not be able to climb to a realm." ”

Suddenly, two fragments broke through the wind, one nailed to the chessboard, and the other went straight towards Hu Ping.

Han Lin clasped his hands in his sleeves, obviously not intending to make a move.

The green tendons on Hu Ping's face suddenly exploded, and a layer of True Yuan Cover appeared outside his body, which could block the fragments of sword qi.

"It seems that our Chen Xiaoyou can't wait, Ping'er, go with the teacher?"

Han Lin stood up, and two pale golden clouds floated out under his feet, turning into rainbows.

Hu Ping stood in place, the heavens and men were at war in his heart, and it took a long time for the sword to follow, not daring to step on the waiting cloud.

Han Lin, who was flying extremely fast in the air, suddenly froze his figure, turned his head to look behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze could not be described as cold.

In just a moment, the old man changed into a smile from Hexi, said hello to the disciple who closed the door, and walked away.

The closer he got to Cicheng, which was considered his own prosperous place, the more excited this Han family ancestor became.

"Han family, Chen Xiaoyou, the old man is here!"

Chen Sheng suddenly raised his head, grinned, and looked at Han Lin, with murderous intent in his heart.