Seeing Wang Han's appearance, Xiao Jingqiao's face flushed, her heart was ashamed and angry, and she said lightly in her heart: "Phew, I knew that I would let you starve to death in this valley in the first place, hum!"

Wang Han got up from the ground and walked towards Xiao Jing, and when he passed by the dead Zhang Yu and Zhu Kui, he kicked the two of them to make sure that they were not dead, only to see that the hearts of the two had been pierced, and there was no way to live.

"I'll send you back first. ”

stepped forward to help Xiao Jing and walked towards the valley.

"Wait, you go get their storage bags. ”

Xiao Jing, who was being supported, also had a little strength at this time, and seeing that Wang Han did not collect the loot, Xiao Jing reminded him.

"Oh, good!" Hearing what Xiao Jing said, Wang Han thought to himself, these two people in Xiaohuo's status in Xiaohuo Sect don't seem to be low, maybe they have a lot of good things on them.

Wang Han stepped forward to check, found two storage bags from the two of them, picked up two long swords and the compass that fell aside, Wang Han put all the things into his storage bag, and then helped Xiao Jing back to the wooden house in the valley.

"You go and rest first to recover some spiritual power, and I'll go and deal with the corpse. ”

After sending Xiao Jing to the wooden house, Wang Han prepared to dispose of the corpses of Zhu Kui and Zhang Yu, leaving it to stink and affect Taniguchi, not to mention that there would be some disasters.

"Hmm. ”

Xiao Jing answered softly and went back to the wooden house, and after Xiao Jing closed the door, Wang Han walked outside.

With the shattering of the Lost God Array, the whole picture of the valley has been revealed, Wang Han carried two corpses and threw them into the river outside the valley, cleaned the two blood-stained long swords by the river, clapped his hands and returned to the valley.

Looking at the big stone slab outside the wooden house, Wang Han felt quite cordial and lay down, he was really tired from flying all the way from the sect, and no one spoke after Xiao Jing went to recover his spiritual power, and Wang Han quickly fell asleep.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and the vast Dahan Mountain outside the valley was eroded by the wind and snow at this time.

Wang Han, who was awakened by a trace of coldness, looked at the blood flowers in the sky, and gently reached out to catch one, and the snowflakes quickly melted into a little moist in his hand.

"It's winter. Wang Han looked at the disappearing snow white in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Wang Han, come into the house quickly, don't get wet in the snow. ”

Xiao Jing opened the door with a creak, and when she saw the wind and snow all over the mountains, she hurriedly greeted Wang Han, who was in a trance.

Coming back to his senses and shaking the snowflakes on his body, Wang Han followed Xiao Jing's shout into the wooden house.

"I didn't expect the snow to be a little heavy. ”

When Wang Han entered the room, he felt a strong aura rushing to his face, and he was surprised in his heart, but it was inconvenient to ask more.

Looking around, the place where I am is is a guest hall, with paths on both sides, and there are two wooden houses at the end of the path, which I think is the room of Xiao Jing and his master Zhou Ran.

Xiao Jing asked Wang Han to sit down, and after making a cup of tea for Wang Han, he sat opposite Wang Han.

"By the way, you wait a minute. ”

After taking a sip of tea, Wang Han didn't know what to say, so he took out the storage bag he took from the two people yesterday and took out all the items.

Seven or eight books, fifty spirit stones, two long swords, some unknown metal ores, a compass and a bead, and some other miscellaneous items were thrown away by Wang Han yesterday.

"What is the use of this compass, it can actually break through the formation left by your master in this valley. ”

After Wang Han took out the things, he asked Xiao Jing for a solution, and he saw those two people using this compass yesterday, and they were very powerful.

"This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon seven-star compass, and it is a relatively top-grade medium-grade spiritual weapon. This thing is my uncle Zhuge Hei's beloved thing, but he was deceived by Zhang Yu without thinking about it. ”

Xiao Jing looked at the compass with mixed feelings in her heart.

"How do you know that it was deceived and not given to him by your uncle?"

Wang Han was puzzled.

Xiao Jing pondered for a moment, and then said to Wang Han: "My uncle Zhuge Hei is upright and upright, and he will definitely not harm me." If Uncle Shi wants to harm me, he can break the Mystery Array by taking action himself. By the way, why did you suddenly remember to come to me yesterday, if it weren't for you......"

Xiao Jing thought of yesterday's experience, and her heart was full of gratitude to Wang Han.

"I also happened to go out of the sect to do the task, and I thought about coming over to thank you for bringing me into the sect last time, but I didn't expect to happen to this incident. ”

Hearing Xiao Jing's question, Wang Han told him that he was going out to do the task.

"Thank you. ”

Hearing Wang Han's serious narration, Xiao Jing opened her lips and said softly to Wang Han.

"Uh-uh, it's okay, little thing, don't thank me. ”

As soon as the words came out, Wang Han felt that he had fallen, and his sister was in front of him, but he couldn't say the sassy words.

"Why did you think about going out to do a mission, now that you have just stepped into the early stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, it is too dangerous to go out like this. ”

Xiao Jing had already gathered the middle stage of the spirit, and her cultivation was not known to be many times deeper than Wang Han's, so she naturally felt Wang Han's cultivation state, and her eyes were concerned.

"I go out to do something, take the task by the way, I won't force it if I can't do it, it will definitely be fine. ”

Xiao Jing only took one bead of all the things, saying that she liked them, and as for the spirit stones and other things, she gave them all to Wang Han, and Wang Han was quite moved in his heart. Later, he explained to Wang Han the use of this spiritual weapon seven-star compass.

Xiao Jing talked a lot, and Wang Han knew the preciousness of this spiritual weapon, and even understood how to divide the weapons of this immortal cultivation world.

True weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, Taoist weapons, immortal weapons, innate spiritual treasures...... As for whether there are more powerful weapons on top of the innate spirit treasure, Wang Han has no way of knowing, but the long sword in his hand that is extremely sharp and sharpened like iron is a high-grade real weapon, while the swords of Zhang Yu and Zhu Kui are two medium-grade real weapons.

In the Little Fire Sect, high-grade real weapons can only be possessed by people with relatively noble status or a strong net worth.

The two talked for a long time in the guest hall, and seeing that Xiao Jing's goal had been achieved, Wang Han got up to say goodbye to Xiao Jing when it was inconvenient to stay longer, and braved the wind and snow to go out of the valley.

"Be careful!"

As soon as he came out of the valley, Wang Han heard Xiao Jing's voice behind him.

Looking back, Xiao Jing was standing in the valley with the white-clothed Shengxue, and Wang Han gave Xiao Jing a heart in the air with his sword, and then disappeared into the vast wind and snow.

Seeing Wang Han draw a figure in the air that was not round and square, Xiao Jing's eyes were full of doubts.

"What kind of method is this, and you have to turn around before you leave?"

Xiao Jing, who couldn't figure it out, stood for a while and then went back to the valley to rebuild the Lost God Array, that Zhang Yu Zhu Kui only destroyed a formation base, and there was still a possibility of remedy.

......

In the vast wind and snow, Wang Han walked through with a sword, and soon came out of the Great Cold Mountain.

The wind and snow outside the mountain were a little lighter, Wang Han opened the map and looked at the direction, chose a direction and drove away.

On a street, the rich aroma of wine has been wafting from the street to the end of the street for many years, and the whole street seems to be stained with the smell of wine even on the tiles of the houses, and a one-armed middle-aged man sits on a roadside stall in a tavern drinking stuffy wine, and in front of him are two or three dishes of side dishes with wine.

The wine is warmed by the store, and it is steaming hot in this cold winter wax moon.

The man drank bowl after bowl, and drank more than ten bowls in a row, and after a while, the two large jars of wine in front of him were empty, and he asked the store for another jar.

The man opened the wine jar, poured the wine into the bowl, took some side dishes with chopsticks and put them in his mouth, and then picked up the bowl and continued to drink, but when the bowl reached his mouth, the man put it down.

I saw a young man in his twenties come to his table and sit down.

"Good Yaxing, the most cheerful person in Xia Ping's life, I don't know if I will be lucky enough to drink together?"

The young man sat down with his long hair behind his back and his clothes in old clothes, regardless of whether the man agreed or not.

"Shopkeeper, two more side dishes, warm a jar of wine! There is always someone to invite this table today!"

After the young man sat down, he shouted at the shopkeeper, and his face was full of spring breeze.

"Please!"

The two of them raised their bowls and drank them all, without asking each other's names or what kind of roads. In this cold winter, only the wine in the bowl is steaming hot, driving out the cold.

The two drank for a long time, and the shopkeeper wondered why these two people who didn't know each other sat together so harmoniously, and they didn't talk just drinking and eating, but they thought that as long as they had business, why did they ask more, so the shopkeeper watched, and the two of them drank, looking very weird.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and the merchants on both sides of the street saw that it was not early, and there were not many customers and were ready to close.

"It's not early~"

The young man drank a lot, and his face turned red at this time, and he exhaled hot air from his mouth.

"It's not early. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he drank another bowl, put down the bowl and combed his long hair with his hands.

"Are you still satisfied?"

The young man looked at the man and asked lightly.

"In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry. If you ask for something, you get something different. ”

After the man finished speaking, he looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, turned into a flash of light and disappeared into the street, and the young man followed.

"Immortal, immortal!" The boss saw the two flying away in front of him, and he didn't care about chasing the wine money, so he kept bowing in the direction where the two flew away.

"Dead man!

On the second day, a soldier in Xiuzhou City opened the city gate early in the morning, and when he looked up, he found that a long sword on the city wall was holding a person dead.

......

"The flower thief Feng Yanzi is dead!

On this day, an explosive news spread in the streets and alleys of Xiuzhou City, countless people applauded, and countless people went to watch.

And the proprietor who bowed down yesterday, when he opened the shop today, found a silver ingot inlaid on the façade of a house.

As the sky was bright, a young man flew away from Xiuzhou City.

This is exactly Wang Han, who arrived in Xiuzhou in January, and it took seven or eight days to find the trace of Fengyanzi yesterday, and finally killed him after a hard battle.

Feng Yanzi was in the middle stage of Gathering Spirits, and was once a genius disciple of the Little Fire Sect, but later went out to seek an opportunity and was injured by his dantian, and he was even cut off by an arm. Since then, the wind and smoke have sunk into the world.

There are two kinds of depravity and despair, one that destroys oneself and the other that brings harm to others. Wind Smoke is clearly the latter.

Wang Han also weighed it for a long time when he took this task, and sure enough, his guess was right, Feng Yanzi was not his opponent, and in the end, Wang Han killed his sword and cut off his life.