At this time, the owner of the steamed bun stall became angry as soon as he saw the cloudiness in Han Chen's eyes, "How did this fool enter the market, won't the gatekeeper delay his business in vain." Thinking that even the two people guarding the door hated it, his eyes widened, and he scolded:

"Hungry, hungry, go to various restaurants to pick up leftovers, what are you doing here, I don't have what you want here. ”

"Hungry!" Han Chen was in a trance, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what the owner of the bun stall was saying at all, but his body reacted and whispered.

"Get out!" the guy slapped and was about to greet Han Chen's face.

"Da!" A lightning-like figure quickly appeared, and the small palm quickly went up, and before the slap slapped Han Chen's face, it was firmly helped, and he couldn't move a bit. The owner of the steamed bun shop did not cultivate, although the girl's height was much shorter than him, but the strength from his hand was real, and the eyes of the steamed bun shop changed, and he knew that he had provoked someone who should not be messed with.

"Bang!" The girl directly took out a small piece of gold leaf and smashed it directly on the face of the bun stall owner, without looking at his nosebleed, and said coldly: "Here, I rewarded you with gold, enough to buy all your buns, why don't you wrap it up for me quickly." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! The little one will be wrapped up for you at once. The boss of the bun not only did not get angry because of the bloodshed, but quickly held the gold leaf in his arms, for fear that the girl would regret it after a while. The work is not slow, but in a few moments, all the buns are packed and handed to the little girl.

While nodding his head, he said: "Xiao I really didn't know that this was the companion of the little fairy just now, and I hope to forgive my sins if I have offended." ”

"What little fairy, this seat is an invincible immortal, dare to call me like this in the future, be careful to blow your head!"

"Yes, yes, the little one knows!" The owner of the steamed bun shop wiped the bridge of his nose with his hand, and his hands were full of blood, knowing that he was not lightly smashed, his eyes changed, although this little girl is young but has a lot of strength, but it is enough to get this gold leaf.

Hurriedly cleaned up, and walked towards the gate of the market.

The rest of the people looked at the little girl's face as if they saw moving gold, and they rushed up to promote their family's snacks, this and that; the little girl was young and had never experienced such a crowd, so she was a little flustered for a while, and she took Han Chen's hand and ran away.

They ran to a secluded place, there were walls on all sides, Han Chen opened his eyes wide, and looked straight at the white mud wall, because after too much time, there were a few inconspicuous thin mouths on the wall, from these cracks, he could vaguely see the yellowed wall soil, and the cobwebs that were spread into nests inside, and there was some silence in his ears.

Tick ~ tick, the sky was raining again, Han Chen sat under the steps under the eaves with his hands on his knees, the little girl sat next to him, the two were silent, quietly looking at the sky.

Han Chen's body was covered with mud, his expression was in a trance, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, the little girl looked at the sky, and then stared at Han Chen, her face was unprecedentedly serious, and she said in a low voice:

"Have I seen you before?"

Han Chen turned around and looked at the little girl carefully, his eyes were no longer empty, but his expression was still confused, as if there had been some problems entangled, hearing the little girl's words, he just shook his head and opened his mouth: "Hungry, hungry!"

The little girl was discouraged for a while and threw a few buns to Han Chen, who hurriedly bit them, her mouth full of oil and fragrance.

The little girl pointed at him and giggled: "Look at you, you have a mouth full of food, and you are not as good as me." ”

The little girl also took out a bun, took a bite of it elegantly, shook her legs casually, looked at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, and her eyes showed confusion: "Why do I have a sense of familiarity with you?"

Han Chen, who was eating buns this time, stopped directly and did not shake his head, but nodded lightly towards the little girl.

"You and I feel the same way?" The little girl directly threw away the bun that she had bitten into, her eyes widened, and she jumped up directly, looking at Han Chen with a happy face.

Han Chen didn't say anything, he looked at the sky again, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, his eyes were sometimes bright and sometimes confused, the little girl turned to Han Chen, reached out and grabbed the bun that Han Chen no longer eats, looked at his eyes, stretched out a small hand and shook it. Han Chen simply closed his eyes, but the two tufts of eyebrows were deeply curled upward, and he suddenly felt a small hand brushing on it, and there was also a childish voice in his ears:

"Your two eyebrows are really interesting, can they be transformed? By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is, my name is Mo Yin, they all call me Xiao Yin, what is your name?"

Han Chen didn't answer, just looked at the raindrops that fell one by one, the corners of his mouth moved, and he said to himself, "Have you ever been abandoned?"

"I...."The little girl moved, her originally happy face collapsed, and she said angrily, "Yes..."

Han Chen tilted his head to look at her, as if he didn't know that it was because of his own reasons that the little girl had changed so much, and asked again: "Then how did you feel after being abandoned!"

"This.." A trace of injury flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she quickly recovered, "What do you feel, but it's just a few days of eating and drinking!"

Han Chen's expression was stunned, and there was a slight disbelief in his expression, "Have you ever been abandoned?"

The little girl was silent, under Han Chen's gaze, her little face was crimson and uncomfortable, "You are really bad, I won't pay attention to you anymore!" The little girl waved her hand casually, the raindrops around her were not close, she turned around and walked away quickly, no longer looking at Han Chen behind her.

"Hahaha...."Han Chen laughed loudly, laughing so much that tears overflowed in his eyes, striding in the rain, spreading throughout the entire Fang City like a magic word, Xiao Yin, who was leaving quickly, was full of resentment, but his whole face changed when he heard this laughter, and he looked back in disbelief.

But he never saw Han Chen again, leaving only a few buns on the soles of his feet.

What is the pursuit of immortality, is freedom, is great freedom, is to be free in the boundless world, there is affection in the heart, then the cultivation is the way of affection, ruthlessness in the heart is the way of ruthlessness, and in the end it is the way of immortality, a doomed loneliness, destined loneliness;

The chaos of the world is just a hustle and bustle, and in life, you should sing about wine.

People have their fate, fate is scattered, those life and death romances that once accompanied each other day and night, and the idea of slowly growing old together, is just a dream, all thoughts are gathered in the depths of the mind, as if they have been sublimated, and the road in the middle of the foundation is hard to open up.

However, the top priority is that the ruins are about to open, and the spiritual power in the lower abdomen is rioting, and they almost go crazy. Han Chen's thoughts froze, and he found a hidden place to start recuperating.

With the passage of time, the Fang City is becoming more and more lively, a team of monks led by a real person from the Heavenly Corpse Gate went to explore the ruins and caused a spiritual riot, and the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles was sucked out, and everyone fled outward, not daring to delay, once they were involved in the spiritual energy riot, they would be seriously injured if they did not die.

However, everyone fled to a safe place and stopped, carefully observing the scenery in front of them, the more powerful the spiritual riot, the more good things in the ruins were proved, as soon as they thought of this, the radical monks' hearts were on fire, and some restless ones provoked trouble, in case some minor monks entered the benefits of Pingbai, and solved it first.

Just when there was chaos outside, a heavy fog suddenly rose in the mountain, and began to spread outward, and the white mist was like a barrier, completely obscuring the monk's vision, what was happening inside?

Feeling the purity of the aura in the white mist, Han Chen under the ground suddenly opened his eyes and looked up solemnly.

It's time to come, it's still coming.

Suddenly, I don't know who screamed, and there was no sound in an instant, and all the cultivators changed their faces one after another, "Retreat, retreat!"

The golden light in his hand flashed, and Han Chen quickly pinched his hands, breathing evenly, and breathing out one by one.

"Whew!" Han Chen's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, the riotous spiritual power at the dantian was suppressed, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed, but the scream just now, he didn't dare to relax, but instead solidified the spiritual power barrier around him, and released his divine sense to probe upward, only a few miles away could be presented in Han Chen's eyes, surrounded by a white mist.

As the white mist extended outward, the mist not only did not change, but became more and more turbid, frowning.

This phenomenon is not a good performance, the divine sense is limited, the fog has a mysterious thing, it can easily take the life of the monk, and if you are not careful, you may be in a different place and planted on it.

With a wave of his left hand, two fist-sized black ants lay quietly on the palms of their hands, with sharp corners on their foreheads, and put them on the ground, and with a shake, a breeze flew up with the two ants.

As soon as it touched the land, the iron horn above his head easily split it, and disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, leaving two large holes.

Looking at the two large holes above his head, Han Chen closed his eyes and carefully watched the information sent back by the blackhorned ants, the fog around him became bigger and bigger, as if it was covering the sky and the sun, blocking all vision.

The blackhorned ant continued to move forward slowly and carefully, and through the blackhorned ant's field of vision, Han Chen gradually noticed a slight difference, that is, some of the land was very compact, the plane was smooth, and there were no weeds, while others were very soft.

The wind blew from all sides, and a little red light flashed on a green lawn, and Han Chen ordered the blackhorned ant to stop and find a nearby dirt pit to hide in.

A red light slid around the lawn, as if it were tightly seared with the lawn, inseparable. There is a well in the middle of the lawn, which is located in the middle of the lawn. Overgrown with weeds, winding and dense, cleverly avoiding the wellhead that spans about a foot, there is neither protection nor fence around, only this well is wide open, the wellhead is round and smooth, as if it has not experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain, and a peculiar milky white flows on it.