"What now, who's going to take him?" Han Liang didn't know why he began to get annoyed.

"Maybe it's the one with no face, you just pretend you don't know anything, and don't let him kill you during the inner competition. Long Aotian felt that something was not right, but he couldn't say why: "Who would take him away? Why? Maybe you have to think about it, but I can't think of it anyway." ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Han Liang suddenly remembered, in last night's dream. The faceless man is fighting with a man with red eyes. And just now, Yuan Ming didn't show any surprise when he saw his scarlet eyes, as if he was used to seeing it.

What's going on? And the fox!

Han Liang didn't notice it, and in the sea of stars in his memory, there was a starry sky, as if it was dyed red with blood.

"Now you just need to concentrate on adjusting yourself and preparing for the inner door competition. Long Aotian felt cold and unusually irritable for some reason, "Yuan Ming should have been taken away by a monk above the Kuhai Realm, and maybe even the Domination Realm!"

"Then why didn't he kill me just now?" said Han Liang.

After the seizure, he and Yuan Ming's physical fit was very high. But Yuan Ming's body is too fragile, if he directly uses his Domination Realm power, not only will his physical body be annihilated, but his divine soul will also be wiped out, and he will not be reincarnated. So he's restrained now, but he won't be promoted as fast as you will in the future. It's even above you!" Long Aotian was also very worried about the coldness when he thought about it.

The fit is very high?Han Liang suddenly had a bold guess.

"Long Aotian, why is the fit generally so high?" asked coldly tentatively.

"Well, either it's cultivation, and the experience is the same, or this body is originally his. What's wrong?" said Long Aotian.

"No, just ask. Forget it, I'll go to cultivate. Han Liang heard the second half of Long Aotian's words, and suddenly affirmed his thoughts a little.

Is it true? Long Aotian wanted to find some flaws in his cold face, but he had a cold and paralyzed face.

"Why didn't you just thunder him just now? Long Aotian looked at the coldness of comprehending the law of thunder and asked.

Han Liang didn't answer, just let out a long sigh.

I don't know why, Han Liang now doesn't want to communicate with himself too much. Long Aotian was inexplicably lost in his heart, if it was before, he might not have cared about it, but now it is different.

Han Liang continued to cultivate until noon, and during this time, Long Aotian tried his best to see Han Liang's memories clearly, but he could only get some fragmentary information.

"It's autumn. Long Aotian said.

The cold didn't react.

"Well, tomorrow is your birthday?" Long Aotian continued.

Han Liang opened his eyes and glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Why did it become so cold all of a sudden? Long Aotian gave him a strange look, wondering if the cold had also been taken away.

"Dabi began. Han Liang said lightly, "I'm the seventh." ”

"How do you know?"

"I hear you. Han Liang whispered, "Also, Yuan Ming came to me." ”

With that, Han Liang stood up and walked out.

"Hanliang, let's go?" Yuan Ming walked over to Hanliang with a smile.

Han Liang nodded and walked over to Yuan Ming, only to find that Yuan Ming's gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the ancient ring in his hand.

Looks like it's tricky this time. The cold brow furrowed invisibly.

"Han Liang, why do you keep wearing this ancient ring?" asked Yuan Ming with a smile.

Han Liang walked down the mountain side by side with Yuan Ming, and smiled slightly: "The relics of the family." "It seems that this ancient ring is not as conspicuous as the jade bracelet on my wrist, right?

"No wonder you wear it every day. Yuan Ming naturally moved closer to the cold.

Coldly smiled and said nothing. The scarlet eyes looked down the mountain, and the sect was more than three or four times more lively than usual.

"When are you going to leave this little place?" Yuan Ming followed his gaze and saw a thin old man also looking at them. The cold master, Elder Qiankun, Yuan Ming silently looked away.

"When I get to the fusion realm, I'll go. Chill withdrew his gaze.

"Fusion Realm? You're one step away. Yuan Ming could see that cold was the fifth level of refining gods, and when he reached the seventh level of refining gods, he could be promoted to the fusion realm.

Han Liang rubbed his eyes, I don't know why, I felt a little pain in my eyes. He said, "Yes." ”

"Actually, you can leave this place now, the elders here are not as high as you. Yuan Ming inadvertently showed his disdain for this.

Han Liang's head was a little dizzy at the moment, but his face didn't show it: "Hehe, but in the outside world, people of this level can only belong to lower-class people, right?"

Yuan Ming smiled and didn't speak. But I felt dizzy.

What is going on? Yuan Ming couldn't help but slow down.

And the coldness on his side also slowed down.

The two glanced at each other, and Yuan Ming smiled bitterly and said, "You, also feel dizzy?"

"En·······" I couldn't open my eyes anymore, and I barely stood. And Yuan Ming is already on the verge of collapse.

"Strange, how..." Before Yuan Ming could finish speaking, he fainted.

"Long Aotian, Long ·····" Han Liang couldn't make a sound, and he found that Long Aotian seemed to have fallen into a coma.

Immediately afterwards, the cold could no longer hold it and fainted.