After a full meal, Han Fan and Baozi walked out of the store.

"You've got to pick up the pace. Baozi wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said.

"Well, good. "Han Fan is really incomprehensible sometimes, a big man in the Nine Realms is either eating and drinking every day, or on the way to eat and drink, which makes Han Fan feel for a moment that there is not much difference between the Nine Realms and the Three Realms.

It's not that he's slacking off in his cultivation, but isn't it still the same even if he cultivates so well?

Han Fan drove these things out of his mind and asked if Baozi would go with him.

Baozi shook his head, looked up at the sky, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared directly under Han Fan's nose.

On the horizon, Baozi's figure suddenly appeared, and there was an old man standing next to him, who was the old master Han.

"I hope he's doing well!" Old Master Han actually said this kind of thing, as the Nine Realms, standing at the top of the vertical and horizontal domains, he would also have this kind of powerless time.

Baozi's mood was a little irritable, "Old Han, I have dealt with a lot of people in the underworld, Han Fan has golden Confucian qualifications and first-class understanding, and he has won the highest-grade demon seed, this is not a coincidence." ”

"That's true, it's just that the old devil of the underworld is much stronger than the divination masters of the three sects, Han Fan has taken the lead by them, it seems that they have to discuss it with other old guys, this matter is not trivial!" Old Master Han thought of the cause and effect of this after listening to Bao Zi's words, and realized the seriousness of the matter.

After all, they had never thought about what kind of horror it would be for a young man with golden Confucian qualifications to be demonized.

Han Fan shook his head as he learned the appearance of the bun, and was about to buy some items he needed on the road, and then went to Zhongzhou, but he suddenly froze in place, and his heart was shocked.

The time was close to evening in the afternoon, and the street where Han Fan was located was facing east and west, and there was an endless stream of monks coming and going, and through the gap in the crowd, he saw a scene that he would remember for the rest of his life.

A pale green tulle skirt enveloped her body, and in the tulle was a white short skirt, revealing her looming slender legs, and the same light green wide band was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist to the fullest, and then up, a long soft dark red hair stretched on her chest.

The long hair covers part of the white and red face, her lips are like Danxia, the small Qiong nose is safely placed, the soft lines of the nose bridge quietly disappear between the eyebrows, the eye waves flow as if a lake of clear water ripples slightly, a pair of eyes are crystal clear, reflecting everything in the world, and the corners of the raised eyebrows form a cold slender sharp corner, adding a bit of heroism to the whole person.

The woman seemed to sense that a gaze was locked on her, and turned her head to look.

At this moment, the whole world was still, all the sounds disappeared, and her eyes reflected the young man's delicate face and the incredible surprise in her eyes.

The next second, the girl's tears filled her eyes, and then the tears burst the embankment, flowing out of her face, the girl tried to stop the tears, tried to see the appearance of the young man not far away, she was worried that even if she missed a moment, the young man would disappear in an instant.

"Brother Han!" The girl's ethereal and crisp voice was filled with tears, and this voice of Brother Han expressed all her thoughts and grievances, but she still couldn't describe the hot and strong emotions in her heart.

The surrounding monks stopped to look at the girl, followed the girl's distressing eyes, and followed her line of sight to see Han Fan not far away.

"Little monk?!" Han Fan didn't even know that in just a dozen meters away, he actually rushed to the side of the woman at the fastest speed in the Nine Elements World.

How many thoughts have been accumulated over the years, and how many words have been wanted to confide, when it comes to the eyes, to the mouth, the trembling lips can't say half a word.

"You...... You're actually a woman!" After holding back for a long time, Han Fan actually held back such a sentence, and the complicated feelings and strong atmosphere of the reunion after a long absence were destroyed in an instant.

The surrounding monks were full of expectations, but when they heard such a sentence, they all sighed deeply, this bastard boy who spoiled the scenery!

"Poof. The little monk couldn't help laughing, and his tear-stained face had a special style after the smile bloomed.

Han Fan also realized that his words were not in place, and was about to explain, when the little monk threw himself directly into his arms.

He could clearly perceive that the little monk's body was glowing with a trace of coldness, hugging him in his arms to cool down and relieve the heat, which was really a cool treasure in the scorching summer.

"Brother Han, I miss you very much. The little monk pressed against Han Fan's chest, and the voice seemed to sound from his heart.

"It's all my fault for being useless and not protecting you. "When it comes to the little monk, in addition to missing, there is only endless guilt.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. The little monk raised his head and stared at Han Fan with clear eyes.

"It's all in the past. Han Fan didn't want to argue on this issue, he was very paranoid in some aspects, if he was strong enough, how could this kind of thing happen.

"At that time, I felt that something was wrong, I thought you were just a little more girly, but I didn't expect it to be a real mother!" The two walked side by side on the street, Han Fan said. The little monk jumped up and down with his hands behind his back, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed.

Han Fan still couldn't believe that the little monk was actually a woman, and she was so beautiful, at that time, Han Fan regarded her as a younger brother in his heart, and now his younger brother has become a beautiful girl with long hair, this kind of relationship also needs to change, and he needs a buffer time.

"Who made Brother Han nervous. The little monk said with a wink.

"Also, what about you all these years...... Are you doing?"

“...... Hmm!" the little monk hesitated for a moment before he hummed.

Han Fan frowned, the little monk's reaction clearly showed that she was lying, but he didn't demolish the other party, how could it be smooth sailing on the road of cultivation, who hasn't had a tribulation and ups and downs?

"By the way, what happened to you when you fell into the Nai River?" Han Fan noticed that the little monk's cultivation was already at the peak of the four realms, and he was nearly two realms faster.

"At that time, I fell into a coma, and I only remember the grief-stricken appearance of Brother Han before he fell into a coma, and he was later rescued by a master, who ...... He said that I had extraordinary qualifications and taught me to practice. Brother Han Fan, why are you only in the middle of the Three Realms, shouldn't you!" The little monk hurriedly turned the topic to Han Fan.

The little monk stutters every time she lies, maybe she hasn't realized it herself, the doubts in Han Fan's heart are a little bigger, in a few years, has she begun to hide from me?

"That's right, I looked for you along the Nai River for two years, and finally found that there was no trace of you at the end of the Nai River, so I gave up. When he said this, Han Fan's face showed a vicissitudes that did not match his age.

"Ah!?" The little monk opened her mouth, and with her intelligence, she could probably guess what kind of state Han Fan had experienced in the past two years, I am afraid that she had delayed a lot of cultivation in the past two years.

"Brother Han must be very good in Zhulu Academy, right?" the little monk affirmed.

"It's okay, Confucian disciples are not so competitive. Han Fan looked at the little monk and smiled.

"By the way, where did you learn from? Is it Buddhism in Middle-earth?" Han Fan asked, after all, the little monk was the one who refined the body and was a thief and violent.

"No, the master is a master in the world, and we have no sect. When the little monk said this, he lowered his head and didn't look at Han Fan.

"Okay~ Over the years, I've been thinking, you must be fine, it's just that I haven't found you yet, but you see, I'm right!" Han Fan's smile was a little sad, and the little monk lied to him repeatedly.

The little monk didn't answer again, she really wanted to tell Brother Han thank you for caring so much about me, I actually care about you too, but because of her identity, she chose to be silent.

"It's good, at least you're okay, it's good to be alive, everything is possible to be alive. Seeing that the two fell silent, Han Fan took a deep breath and smiled.

"yes. The little monk didn't know whether to sigh or perfunctory, this reaction made Han Fan feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Rao is a man in his two lives, and I don't know how much I have seen and learned the skills of flirting with girls in the previous life, and I don't know how to continue the conversation at this time.

Silence, only endless silence.

Both of them walked forward with their heads down, each with their own thoughts.

I don't know when it got dark, and when Han Fan came back to his senses, he had already arrived at the gate of the town.

Han Fan thought of the demon seed in his body, looked at the gate of the town, and he was going to Dongzhou, was this reminding himself that he should go?, "Is it already a matter of fact?" He thought to himself, God arranged a sudden reunion for him after a long absence, and sent him a ruthless time, a parting after a short meeting.

This parting, but no longer have the expectation of the next meeting, this go, but goodbye!

The little monk also seems to be aware of this problem, this world is too big, so big that he doesn't know if he can meet next time.

"Brother Han!" The little monk didn't know when to stop.

"What's wrong?" Han Fan also stopped and turned around and asked.

"What if...... I mean, if ......" the little monk couldn't go on here, Han Fan was a disciple of Confucianism, and she was born hostile to people like her, and she felt that she didn't need to talk about it at all.

"Mmmm, if ......" Han Fan looked at the little monk with a smile and waited patiently for the following.

Seeing Han Fan's familiar and long-lost gentle posture, the persistence in the little monk's heart instantly relaxed, and the ghost envoy said it:

"Do you care who I am, even if I'm the kind you hate. After speaking, the little monk realized that she was too impulsive, how could she say this, her eyes dimmed, as if a bucket of ink had been poured into the clear lake water.

"You mean the Demon Sect?" Han Fan instantly thought of his own demon seed and asked directly.

The little monk covered his mouth with both hands and shook his head desperately, unconsciously tears had wet his eyes.

Han Fan smiled, laughing very happily, he thought it was a thing or a person, but he didn't expect the little monk to have concerns.

With a wave of his hand, a half-gold, half-dark blue natal character floated out of his body.

The little monk stopped crying and stayed where he was.

"See? We're the same. Han Fan withdrew the natal word.

The little monk threw himself into Han Fan's arms again, crying loudly.