"There is a murderous aura in him, no matter who he is, he is not good. Han Liang said to Long Aotian.

"But I don't feel any breath. It was as if he was no different from a dead man in his own right. Long Aotian paused, "Or maybe he's not an ordinary cultivator, he's a corpse refining cultivator." has been dealing with corpses for many years, and the yang energy on his body is gone, and he feels like a dead man. ”

Han Liang looked at the entrance of the cave and was silent for a while.

"You have become a thorn in the side of almost all the strong. Long Aotian said honestly, "If you don't get stronger, there will be no good results." ”

"I'm trying. Han Liang took a deep breath and fell asleep a little groggily on the bed he had just moved on.

Long Aotian felt a little wrong, Han Liang shouldn't have gone to bed so early········ He then tried to enter the cold subconscious, but was rejected by an overbearing force. The power comes from the body, and the cold should be fine.

"Hiss ·······" Coldness covered his right eye in pain, shouldn't it hurt in a dream? Why did it hurt so much this time?

Han Liang opened his eyes and found himself in an ancient town that he had never seen before, but everything he saw seemed to be covered with a faint layer of red, even if he only looked at it with that left eye.

"This son, please give way. A woman holding a child rings behind the cold.

Hearing this, Han Liang immediately turned to the side and let the woman go.

"Thank you. The woman whispered her thanks again and hurried away.

What the hell is this? Am I not dreaming? How·········

"Hey, grandpa. Where is this?", Han Liang asked, pulling an old man who sold fish.

The fish seller glanced at the cold, with fish scales in his hand and a pipe in his mouth: "Lan Dong'an Town." ”

Lan Dong'an Town, I haven't heard of it. Han Liang frowned, what are you going to do?

"Baby, you don't know what kind of place this is, so you came here? Hey, I said why haven't I seen your white and handsome baby in this town. "After the fish seller finishes removing the scales, he has nothing to do, so it is better to let Han Liang talk to him.

"Is there any treasure land such as mountains and rivers here?" Han Liang thought for a moment and asked.

"Yes, there is a mountain here called Fox Mountain, and the mountain is full of fox spirits. Tsk, that's a beauty, a thin waist and plump buttocks, and the saliva of the people watching is flowing. But baby, you must not go near that mountain, the vixen on the mountain likes a handsome little baby like you, and will take you away and eat you. The babies in our town don't know how much they have eaten, and the town of Landong'an is almost extinct. The old fish seller sighed.

"I mean, is there any treasure land of mountains and rivers, that is, places full of rare medicinal herbs or fierce beasts. Han Liang touched his head, and a mountain gradually appeared in his memory.

"Save her. Suddenly, a voice came to me. Han Liang turned around, only the old fish seller kept talking in fragments, and the rest of the people were busy with their own things.

I was hallucinating? But such a clear voice.

"Save her!" the voice sounded again this time, and it seemed very hurried and strange.

"Who to save?" asked Han Liang in a low voice.

"Phantom. The fox demon. The voice seemed even more hurried.

When he heard this, he rushed directly to the looming mountain.

"Not fast enough, hurry, she's dying!" the voice was not only hurried, but also faintly disappointed by the cold speed.

I'll go, who is this? Isn't your own speed fast?

In the blink of an eye, the cold has reached the foot of Fox Mountain. The voice suddenly disappeared.

If you don't say, how do I know who to save?

But strangely, he seemed to have this place in his memory. He was surprisingly unfamiliar with every flower and tree, but he was very familiar. Walking into this mountain forest, I felt a kind of sadness in my heart for some reason.

I walked as fast as I felt, and after a while, I heard a humming sound.

But it's not the one I want to save, it's the one I'm trying to seduce. Han Liang didn't know why, he knew this kind of thing clearly, as if he had experienced it himself. Thinking about it, the cold quickened his pace.

Finally, next to a rock, a scarred white fox was seen.

The whole body is snow-white, but the tips of the ears are inky black.

Is this one?,Han Liang stepped forward and picked up the jade fox, and the blood on its body gave off an alluring fragrance that made Han Liang feel the urge to eat it. I ran here to save this fox? Han Liang looked at the dying fox and was a little suspicious. Is this to allow yourself to eat it? barbecue or steam?

"Let's go!" the voice remembered, but this time it was mixed with the sound of chaotic breathing. Han Liang ran away in a panic and ran to the vicinity of the town in one go. After all, he couldn't let people see the fox.

Looking in the direction of Fox Mountain, he saw two black and white figures constantly clashing, and they tried their best to suppress their moves so as not to affect the town.

Although it doesn't affect it, I can still feel that kind of coercion for some reason. It was more than ten times that of Long Aotian's release. This is a duel of masters above the Kukai Realm!

And one of the black figures was the faceless man he saw in the cave. Why, he would also run into his dreams? The cold was really blinded now, and he was completely confused.

"Let's go!" Before the white figure could see his appearance clearly, he only saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and this person suddenly made a move on the cold. I don't know why, but this sound is so familiar·····

Under this powerful spiritual pressure, Han Liang didn't even have the desire to stand up, only fear was left in his heart, and he couldn't move.

"I'll go!" Han Liang broke out in a cold sweat and sat up from the bed suddenly.

Is it really a dream? but it doesn't seem to be.

"Ahem!" something soft in his arms was shivering.

Look down, a fox! This time the cold is a little messy.

"Uh, where did the fox come from?" Long Aotian said.

"I can't tell you this. ”

"Oh, then you drug it. Long Aotian surprisingly didn't ask much, just asked him to carefully clean its wound first, teach him what medicinal herbs to take, mash and apply it to the fox's wound.

"What's wrong with you?" asked coldly.

"It's nothing, it's just that I fainted again. What a strange feeling. Uh, now your eyes are both red. Long Aotian was stunned by the cold eyes reflecting in the darkness.

"Two?" Han Liang rubbed his eyes, and without thinking much about it, he went back to bed and went to sleep, and the fox was placed by his pillow.

Long Aotian looked cold and was silent. At first, he just thought that Coldness was a waste, but now his performance is amazing. As his cultivation was about to be promoted to the Fusion Realm, his thoughts about coldness and his physical condition became more and more incomprehensible. And he found that there was a kind of beastly nature hidden deep in the cold character, bloodthirsty.

What secrets does he have that he doesn't even know about?

Long Aotian pondered quietly.

The next morning, just after dawn, Han Liang was awakened by the sound of pots and pans clanging.

The first reaction of the cold is: There are rats in the house?

Long Aotian's first reaction was: There are assassins in the house?

I heard a bang, and a white thing gurgled and rolled over. When it raised its head, it was already lifted up by the cold.

"Long Aotian, do you think this fox has become a demon?" Han Liang looked at the fox who was waving his claws at the 'fierce god and evil'.

"Yes. And it should be female. Long Aotian said.

When Long Aotian said this, he was so frightened that he directly threw the fox out with a slip of his hand, but fortunately it was thrown on the futon.

It's horrible. Han Liang watched the fox take a short step and crawl towards him again, and he was stunned for some reason.

I saw the fox lying on the cold pillow motionless, and even its tail hung down, Long Aotian listened to the cold explanation for a while, and didn't believe it at all. But under the cold again and again, he still believed it. After all, it was impossible for the cold to run out in the middle of the night while he was not paying attention to steal a dying fox into the house.

"What then?" Han Liang looked at the fox who was not afraid of himself at all.

"Are you afraid that you can't afford to raise it?" asked Long Aotian rhetorically.

"But will it bother me when I'm in trouble?"

"Then you can stew it, barbecue it. Don't steam it. ”

"Then I'll keep it. Han Liang thought for a moment and said.

Han Liang looked at the fox and touched it.

"Why do you owe it?" Long Aotian said in a shrill voice.

"Long Aotian, you're too bored! Today is the day of the Inner Gate Competition, and the afternoon will begin. ”

"You don't have to go to this kind of child's play. Long Aotian asked puzzled.

Han Liang was silent for a while, and said, "The master said to let me go, I also want to see if there is an opponent." And I always have a sense of foreboding. ”

At this time, the fox raised its head, and the gold and silver mandarin duck eyes seemed to be able to see through what Han Liang was thinking.

Han Liang and the fox looked at each other for about five seconds, and finally Han Liang decided to get up and practice, just to practice the Thunder Forbidden Technique, and by the way, he comprehended the Demon Formation Diagram.

"I advise you to refine that sword quickly..." Long Aotian urged again.

"Okay, okay. Han Liang took out the sword and dripped the essence blood on it, and then Han Liang felt a fierce resistance. In this sword, there is a sword spirit!

The cold is happy, and the internal breath in the body enters the sword body. Then I heard a burst of swearing.

"Rub! You want to refine the deity, how far and how far you roll! You even threw the deity at people last time!"

This sound lasted for about half an hour, and the cold body was soaked with sweat, and the sword in his hand resisted more and more violently.

Then he stopped resisting in an instant, and called out with a slight hesitation: "Master?"

"I'll go, how can it be so hard to refine a broken sword?" coldly shook the sword away.

"Master, deity····· No, no, no, I have a name. Sword Spirit replied respectfully.

"Oh, what's your name?"

"My name is Hei Haoyan. ”

"Then I'll call you Xiao Hei. Han Liang looked at himself in stinky sweat with a little disgust, and prepared to take a shower.

"Yes. Hei Haoyan replied helplessly.