"Huh?"

Mo Zihan was stunned, but soon understood the flaw of that question.

Yes, if it's not a Shenyuan person, then it can only be a Demon Yuan person?

Han Lei said: "However, there are no absolutes, even if I am a Demon Yuan person, I may not be the Holy Son." ”

"Why?!" Mo Zihan said instantly, but soon when she reacted, she realized that she was indeed a little anxious.

Sensing Han Lei's strange gaze, Mo Zihan blushed, glanced at one place, and whispered, "I mean, under the premise that there is no racial distinction, no one should be able to refuse the benefits and status brought by being a holy son, right?"

Han Lei smiled and said, "In my eyes, there is no such difference. ”

Without waiting for Mo Zihan to speak, Han Lei continued: "It was still thousands of years ago, and there was no distinction between God Yuan and Demon Yuan, do you say that there was such a difference between human beings at that time?"

Mo Zihan frowned slightly, of course she understood what Han Lei meant. But as the young master of the Demon Palace, she has been instilled with the knowledge of racial distinctions since she was a child, so she is somewhat uncomfortable with the latter's idea.

Seeing the other party's gaze, Han Lei didn't care, but smiled lightly, lay down on his pillow arm, and said, "It's okay, as an important person in the Demon Palace, if you cancel the mustard of Shenyuan, it is estimated that it will be impossible." ”

Mo Zihan turned his head to look at Han Lei and did not speak.

The latter looked at the sky and said, "As for the interests and positions you said, the master is not interested. ”

When he said the second half of the sentence, Han Lei turned his head to look at Mo Zihan, and the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a playful smile.

Mo Zihan still didn't want to give up, she said: "Okay, let's not mention the benefits of being a holy son for the time being, is there really no racial distinction in your heart? ”

Han Lei half-sat up, supported his upper body with his elbows, and said, "You're talking about the owner of that Soul Devouring Spear Tianyuan, right?"

After receiving Mo Zihan's nod, Han Lei continued: "First of all, I don't have to clarify my opinion on the division of the mainland to you, and secondly, I beat him seriously because of his stalking, and I am really disgusted by his practice of raising guns with souls. ”

"In the end, you are his companions, and it makes sense that like gathers like like you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Zihan's beautiful eyes showed a hint of strangeness, and asked, "Is that all?"

Han Lei spread his hands and gave the other party an affirmative look.

Seeing this, Mo Zihan actually covered her mouth and laughed, she said, "I think... You have some misunderstanding about him and even about us. ”

Han Lei was stunned for a moment, and after sitting up, he showed a puzzled expression.

The smile on Mo Zihanqiao's face had not yet dissipated, and she said: "Cai Jin does have the practice of raising guns with his soul, but he also has to do it. ”

After speaking, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon shape, tilting her head and waiting for Han Lei's answer.

The other party's sudden delicate appearance couldn't help but shock Han Lei's heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "What other hardships can make him do such a thing?"

After asking this sentence, Han Lei was the first to be stunned, and immediately remembered what the other party said at the beginning.

At first, he was thinking about how to get rid of Cai Jin, but he didn't pay attention to it.

But even then, he shouldn't have done that!

Mo Zihan said: "The Soul Devouring Spear is indeed very strong among the high-level Tianyuan, and it can even enter the top ten, but there is a price behind its strength. The price is reflected in the fact that it needs to constantly devour souls. ”

But even so, Cai Jin has never attacked a living person. ”

"Dead man?" Han Lei was stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a secret behind it.

Mo Zihan nodded and said, "Yes, his talent is actually not bad, but he has only just reached the third order so far, and this is the reason for this." The physical body is dead, although the soul is still alive, but the energy in it is extremely weak, so it is sometimes difficult to meet the requirements of the Soul Eater Gun. ”

"He was unwilling to devour the souls of the living, even if he had suffered for three years, and even if he was not careful, he would become an idiot. ”

Han Lei frowned, wanting to justify this misunderstanding, he said, "Even so, that's the price he should bear. ”

Mo Zihan bowed his head and said, "That's right, so he minimized the price." Even if he devoured the souls of people who had just died, it was the result of communicating with their families and making amends. ”

"So, I don't think Cai Jin is evil. ”

"You Shenyuan people call us evil masters, but in fact do you really understand it?"

Han Lei frowned, his heart was mixed, he had never had an evil opinion about the Demon Yuan people. It was only now that I found out that it was a misunderstanding, so I was quite touched for a while.

After a long time, he said, "I have never regarded you as evil masters, otherwise there would be no discrimination without racial distinctions. I did have a misunderstanding about Cai Jin, but..."

"This is not what I will promise you to be the Son. ”

Mo Zihan's expression froze, and he subconsciously asked, "Why?"

Han Lei looked at her seriously and said, "Because I have a family, they are all waiting for me, and I can't leave them and leave with you." ”

Saying that, Han Lei lay down on his pillow again, and continued: "And I don't like restraint, I don't need you to say that I know that the Holy Son in your mouth seems to have a respected status, but in fact he is just a puppet." Am I right?"

Mo Zihan frowned, dissatisfied in his heart. This was the first time she had spoken so many words to a person at once, and although she had indescribable feelings for Han Lei, it was more important that the Holy Son was indeed important.

"If you are worried about your family, we can take them to the Demon Temple and let them enjoy the most honorable treatment. As for the puppet you mentioned, I can assure you that it doesn't exist!"

"I can't tell you much yet, but at least I can guarantee that you will not be restricted in the future and can still do what you want. ”

Hearing this, Han Lei couldn't help but feel a little interested in the Holy Son in his heart.

He asked, "Isn't there any condition?"

Mo Zihan thought that the other party had loosened up, and quickly said, "The condition is that you can only stay in the Demon Hall and accept all resources to cultivate." ”

Han Lei was stunned, what kind of condition is this?

Putting aside the house arrest and providing resources for his own cultivation, could it be that he wants to cultivate strong people and unify the mainland in the future?

As soon as this idea came out, Han Lei immediately vetoed it.

Even if you want to cultivate a peak powerhouse, you can't take your turn, Mo Zihan in front of you is completely fine, not to mention that the other party's talent is not bad at all.

Han Lei, who was puzzled, didn't ask again, he said: "Forget it, this thing is under house arrest, the master has no blessings, and I don't care about resources or anything." ”

"But..."

Mo Zihan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Han Lei, who suddenly sat up.

The latter stared at her, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay, if you keep talking, I will think that you have taken a fancy to me and want me to go back to be a concubine of the Demon Palace." ”

Mo Zihan was stunned for a moment, but she quickly reacted, her pretty face flushed at the moment, and she quickly turned her face away.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it!"

That kind of posture is actually a little shy.

Han Lei shook his head with a smile, and his eyes suddenly glanced at Minghua, who was still sleeping not far away.

Han Lei's heart moved, and he asked with interest: "By the way, Minghua's piece of elm, how did you live with him for a year?"

The previous misunderstanding was resolved, so that Han Lei had eliminated most of the mustard against Mo Zihan and the others, and he was able to talk calmly at this time.

However, Mo Zihan still maintained his previous movements and did not answer him.

Seeing this, the corners of Han Lei's mouth lifted, and he quietly knelt down beside Mo Zihan, and said in a magnetic voice to her ear, "You won't really take a fancy to me, will you?"

The heat suddenly hit her ears, Mo Zihan's pupils shrank, and her delicate body shook suddenly, she hurriedly stood up, turned around and glared at Han Lei.

Han Lei smiled when he saw this, and after sitting down, he still quipped: "The reaction is so big, could it be that what I said is good?"

It can be seen that Mo Zihan's face was flushed at this time, and even more so at the root of her ears, as if she was gritting her teeth as if she was going to tear Han Lei in half.

However, in Han Lei's opinion, the other party's angry appearance is more moving, a little less cold, and a little more cute.

Han Lei grinned, praised without hesitation, and said, "It seems that I want to add something to the previous sentence, and you look good when you are angry!"

Mo Zihan was stunned for a moment, then snorted coquettishly, and said, "Flim tongue!" Then he glanced at him and turned away.

Although he was only eighteen, Mo Zihan's glance was a bit amorous.

Seeing this, Han Lei stopped talking, but lay down and closed his eyes.

The surroundings fell into silence, and after a long time, Mo Zihan finally couldn't help but turn around and look, and then was stunned for a moment.

Asleep?

Mo Zihan gritted his teeth, the flush on his face had not yet dissipated, and his eyes were full of complexity when he looked at Han Lei.

From childhood to adulthood, as the young master of the Demon Palace, basically no one has ever said such things to her. One is because of her identity, the other is because of her amazing appearance, coupled with her cold personality all the time, it is good for ordinary people to dare to face her squarely, let alone say such frivolous words.

But if you want to say that there is, there is really one, and that is Luo Zhenhan.

Putting aside the other party's personality, it is precisely because of this that Mo Zihan feels extremely disgusted with him.

But...

When Han Lei said these words, Mo Zihan couldn't raise a trace of disgust, and even had some joy.

This was something Mo Zihan didn't expect, but she soon blamed these things on the other party's actions.

In her opinion, Han Lei can also be regarded as her life-saving benefactor, so it is natural not to be disgusted.

Thinking of this, Mo Zihan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then Lianbu moved lightly and came to Han Lei's face.

Really fell asleep.

After staring at the other party's face for a long time, Mo Zihan suddenly squatted down, and moved his face forward in a ghostly manner.

The light was not good, and she wanted to see Han Lei's appearance clearly. That's how she comforted herself.

After staring like this for a long time, Mo Zihan suddenly noticed that Han Lei's nostrils moved.

Seeing this, Mo Zihan smiled and couldn't help but stretch out his hand at the moment.

However, just as the green finger was about to touch the tip of Han Lei's nose, the latter suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hah!"

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