The sound of treading water outside the temple is getting closer and closer.

Qing Han opened his eyes and looked at the door that kept opening and closing.

Under the pale electric light, the eye saw a slender figure dressed in white through the crack in the door.

As if he saw a fire in the temple, the figure stopped at the door.

A long, slender, clear eye peered in through the crack in the door.

After hesitating for a while, the female voice that listened gracefully reached Qing Han's ears.

"Is anyone there?"

Seeing that there was no response from inside, he asked again, and his words were already trembling a little.

"Can I come in and shelter from the rain, it's cold outside......"

However, there was still no response, and another cold wind hit.

The woman shuddered as she hugged her body, and her face turned pale.

Squeak......

A long, shrill grinding sound sounded.

The woman slowly pushed open the temple door, her shoulders shrunk slightly, her eyes timid, and she looked cautious.

This woman is only twenty-eight years old, with a slender figure and fair skin, wearing a white dress, her hair is tied in a chic oblique bun, and a small blue hairpin is inserted obliquely, which looks quite beautiful.

At this time, his face was a little pale, and his body was trembling, but this weak appearance made people's hearts pound.

After seeing the scene inside, the woman in white was stunned.

Under the idol sat a man wearing only a blue undershirt, long hair draped over his shoulders, and a long black sword on his legs.

This is still normal, the key is that there is a very tall figure next to the man.

The woman in white came back to her senses and looked closely, and it turned out to be a horse!

The horse sat on the haystack and stretched out its front hooves to keep warm!

And the appearance is very strange, at this time he is tilting his head and looking curiously at the woman in white.

It seemed that seeing the appearance of the woman in white, the horse's eyes rolled, and then his eyes were crooked, and he pulled his face and crooked his mouth.

The woman suddenly felt as if she had been hit by five thunderbolts, and her expression became dull.

This horse can even laugh!

When the woman came back to her senses, her body tensed, and she pointed at the horse and screamed.

Qing Han poked the horse's waist with the scabbard and scolded with a smile, "Ah Zi, don't mess around." ”

The horse's eyelids rolled and he collapsed and lay down, gasping for breath in his nose and blowing the fire.

At the moment when Qing Han spoke, the woman in white suddenly thought that there was another person here, her face was even paler, and she hurriedly stepped back with a look of defense and suspicion.

Qing Han watched the woman's movements, but a smile appeared on her face.

Pointing to the clothes that were still a little wet next to him, he said softly, "I am a cultivator, so the girl doesn't need to be so guarded." ”

The woman in white looked at the clothes that Qing Han was referring to, it was a cyan robe, and there was a pattern of two sides on the back.

looked at Qing Han's decent appearance again, and the fear in his heart subsided a lot, but it still existed, looking at the strange horse next to him, he refused to approach.

The horse was also eccentric, and even raised his head and made a strange appearance at the woman, which made the woman's face look horrified and she began to scream.

"Smack!"

Qing Han rubbed his forehead, raised his palm and shaved directly at the skull.

Without looking at its pitiful appearance, he forcibly pulled a smile and beckoned the woman to come and sit down.

Seeing this, the woman in white couldn't help laughing, and even had the courage to come over and pick up some hay and sit down opposite to keep warm, and talked softly with Qing Han across the fire.

Qing Han's gaze kept wandering over this woman, but he didn't shy away from it at all.

"The girl is very bold, she is alone, and she braves the wind and rain to come to this broken temple. ”

The woman in white was uncomfortable by Qing Han's gaze, and she didn't know if she felt the warmth of the fire, and her pretty face turned crimson.

Seeing that Qing Han was wearing only a thin layer of underwear, and the placket was slightly open to vaguely reveal his strong chest, he secretly raised caution and precautions again in his heart.

"The Taoist chief just called me silk. The woman paused slightly when she said this, her eyes were dazed and thoughtful, and she said, "Why did you come here, I can't remember clearly, I was already here when I woke up, and it suddenly rained again......"

Qing Han untied the green gourd on his waist and shook it slightly, unscrewed the rice plug and drank it gently, feeling the turbidity and burning heat in his mouth, and a trace of coldness rose at the corner of his mouth.

The five-finger sword handle was lightly tapped, and the sword of the day was unsheathed by three inches, revealing the dark sword body.

"The silk girl is beautiful and doesn't know where she came from, but she still remembers her name!"

Silk exclaimed, quickly stood up and took three steps back, showing surprise and anger and scolded loudly.

"I know you're a lewd way just by looking at you!

Qing Han also stood up and looked at the angry woman in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"The girl's ability to deceive people, even if she is poor, she admires it very much, but she doesn't know ......"

Before the words were finished, Qing Han suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed at the woman!

The speed was so fast that even the second half of the sentence reached the woman's ears.

"What is your Excellency's ability to come to the poor road for trouble!"

The sound of a trembling sword that made people tremble instantly reached her ears, and she didn't even have time to rise the chill in her heart.

The sudden cyan afterimage and the dark tip of the sword seemed to occupy all of her mind.

I watched in a daze as the black dot enlarged infinitely, about to fall on my eyebrows.

It seemed that she really couldn't understand why this murder had come about.

Qing Han frowned tightly from the beginning, this woman never showed a fierce appearance or dodged, and she looked like she was not giving up.

If it weren't for Qing Han's heart, he knew very well that this woman was definitely not human, and there was no popularity on her body, but there was still blood, I am afraid that she would have hesitated in her heart and stopped.

It's a long story, but it's only a split second since the shot.

Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch the center of the woman's eyebrows, a strange wind from nowhere clung to the woman's body and rose in place.

As if out of nowhere, the dust and firewood burned embers were rolled up, and the long green and cold hair flew messily.

In an instant, a gray flow barrier formed on the woman's body.

As soon as the tip of the sword touched the strange wind, Qing Han instantly felt a wave of resistance and tearing.

Qing Han's complexion changed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his strength increased instead of decreasing.

The strange wind couldn't completely block the blade, but it slowed down a little.

However, it was this time of stagnation, and the result changed.

As soon as the tip of the sword pierced in, it was almost piercing her skull.

The woman's mouth was full of pain at the same time, but her eyes were sudden, and she glanced at Qing Han deeply.

"I should be surnamed Xiang......"

A faint whisper came, and the woman's figure disappeared into the temple.

At the same time, the strange wind also dissipated in an instant.

Qing Han was the only one left in this temple at the moment, staring at the place where the woman's figure disappeared, frowning and silent.

Pieces of dust were not controlled by the strange wind, and fell from the sky, scattering all over the ground around Qinghan.

The blade of the sword was bloodless, but there was a trace of white smoke wrapped around the tip of the sword, slowly moving for a long time.