The woman picked up her pen and traced it lightly on the paper on the table, and in a short time the back of a green-shirted monk gradually revealed on the paper.

This back has the meaning of expressiveness, containing the woman's feelings of longing, so it seems so realistic, as if you can turn around at any time, the woman looked at it stupidly for a long time, and finally closed her eyes, a drop of crystal slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, dripping on the paper, so that the portrait has a blurred feeling.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but it made the portrait even more messy.

After a while, she could no longer see anything, and the woman stared blankly at everything in front of her, without joy or sorrow, as if she had lost her life.

Elder Lu stood quietly outside the house, with a sigh in his eyes, she was also a daughter, how could she not know Qingmei's thoughts.

"It's just that as a woman, it is extremely difficult to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, and at some point in the future, you always have to find a person to rely on, and now, with the protection of the master, you can still do this, but this peaceful time is not much, and in a few years, it is time to change the sky.

At that time, the master himself didn't know how to protect himself, Qingmei, you were born so beautiful, there were people in the sect who coveted you for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that you are the most qualified disciple of Xuanyang Sect in alchemy, I'm afraid that right now, Master wouldn't be able to protect you. ”

In the entire Xuanyang Gate, there is a faint undercurrent, in the dark, waiting for the opportunity, once it erupts, it will be like that monstrous wave, destroying the entire Xuanyang Gate.

......

Han Shi restrained his breath, like a mortal, walking slowly.

Nearby, there are several villages, and smoke rises from the village, which reminds Han Shi of the appearance of Hanjia Village, in the past few decades, in the Seven Dragons Prison, he has almost forgotten the fireworks in the world.

Stroll through the fields and in a short time, you will walk into the village.

But soon, Han Shi found out that something was wrong, the size of the village was not much different from Hanjia Village, but there were not many households, some houses were obviously damaged for a long time, and no one repaired them, the village was full of old and weak women and children, and the sturdy men did not see any of them.

Han Shi walked in the middle of the village, and when every household saw Han Shi, they all showed horror on their faces, hurriedly closed the door, and quietly looked at Han Shi through the crack in the door.

Han Shi's face was slightly gloomy, this matter was a little weird, and after a while, Han Shi walked the whole village.

In front of a dilapidated thatched house in the south of the village, Han Shi stopped, and at the door of the thatched house, there was an old woman with a white beard, wearing shabby clothes all over her body, with a dull face, and she didn't even care much about Han Shi's arrival.

Han Shi frowned slightly, and there was a faint trace of death on this old woman's body.

Han Shi's fingertips flicked slightly, and a wisp of stone vitality shot out from his fingertips, and went straight into the old woman's meridians, the old woman was shocked, and soon, a trace of blush appeared on her face, and she let out a long breath, and under the turn of her gaze, there was a sense of agility.

The old woman turned her head and looked at Han Shi, although there was a smart look in her eyes, but Han Shi also saw a deep sense of despair in it.

This person's intention to die is not that he will not continue to live long, but that he has the idea of death, obviously, this is probably a reason for those people in the village.

Before Han Shi could ask, a shrill voice came from above the village.

"How can there be one more?" At the moment when the voice came, in the eyes of the old woman, Han Shi saw a deep horror.

The next moment, a middle-aged man with a long face fell from mid-air, and before he could stand firmly, he whipped him, tied Han Shi, turned his head and left, and scolded: "It's all cheap, this time I have to run Lao Tzu, Zhao Jiaming, your kid is not doing well, I will definitely go to the king to sue you." ”

When the whip came, under Han Shi's calm gaze, the killing machine surged, and he immediately wanted to kill the long-faced middle-aged man.

This person is just Ning Yuan's sevenfold cultivation, but he is so arrogant and domineering, obviously the people here have all suffered from this person's tyranny, for Han Shi, this matter has touched his bottom line, since his parents were killed for no reason, Han Shi has an impulse to kill this kind of monk to harm ordinary people.

Han Shi understands that in this world, similar things are endless.

The law of respect for the strong is the same everywhere in this world, but since it happened today, it can't be ignored, Han Shi didn't make a rash move, the person in front of him is just a small fish and shrimp, if you want to solve this matter, you must uproot the person behind the scenes.

The long-faced middle-aged man tied Han Shi with a whip, hung it in mid-air, and flew into the distance, but Han Shi remained silent.

This whip was whipped on him, making a loud whipping sound, if it was an ordinary person, it would inevitably leave blood marks, but for Han Shi, who had a bluestone body, it was like an itch, without a trace of threat.

The middle-aged man's face has been gloomy, but there is a hint of surprise in his eyes, this man in a green shirt, although he did not say a word, but he always showed a calm bearing, he was by no means an ordinary person, but his body did not fluctuate at all, and he was obviously just a mortal.

As far as he is concerned, as long as he is a mortal, even if he has great power, he must give in to him, and a sneer appeared on the face of the middle-aged man with a long face, and he no longer paid attention to Han Shi, and flew forward quickly.

Half an hour later, a valley appeared in front of Han Shi's eyes, and many people were working at the bottom of the valley.

The long-faced middle-aged man shook the whip, and at the same time let go of Han Shi, with a slight rotation force, ordinary people, under this strong force, were unstable under their feet, fell heavily to the ground, and then had to fall to the ground in front of the middle-aged, listening to his teachings, but to the surprise of the long-faced middle-aged, Han Shi only shook his figure slightly, and then stood up again.

"Looks like it's the place. Han Shi seemed to smile, and glanced lightly at the middle-aged man with a long face.

The long-faced middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, and then he was angry, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but the next moment there was suddenly an unbelievable horror in his eyes, his whole body tightened, and a strong force struck, and under the slight beckoning of the man in green shirts, he was like a rootless duckweed, quickly floating towards the man in green shirts, and was pinched by this person's throat.

Feeling the palm of the neck as calm as a mountain, the tighter and tighter it became, the middle-aged mind with a long face had not yet gotten rid of the shock just now, and then, he felt the approach of death.

However, ten breaths, the face of the long-faced middle-aged man revealed a bright red color, and the blood of his whole body was concentrated here, this kind of death that slowly suffocated to death was extremely painful, making the long-faced middle-aged almost want to go crazy.

But under the palm of that mountain-like hand, his sevenfold cultivation of Ning Yuan did not have the slightest strength to resist.

This feeling, in his life, has only been felt in the hands of a Yuan Infant Monk, thinking that just now, he actually whipped this person, and hung this person with a whip, and flew here, in addition to horror and pain in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a long face, there was also a trace of resentment.

This senior, cultivation is too much stronger than him, if you want to kill him Zhou Siyi, you can do it directly, why play with him like this.

It seemed to hear the voice of the long-faced monk named Zhou Siyi, the pressure on his neck like a mountain suddenly disappeared, Zhou Siyi couldn't care about staggering under his feet, took a greedy breath, coughed a few times, and tried his best to calm his mind, this feeling of escaping death made his eyes full of deep fear.

Han Shi stood in place and quietly looked at the middle-aged man with a long face, "Three sentences, if you can move me, let you go, otherwise, I will make a move." ”

Zhou Si's face changed greatly, he finally escaped the catastrophe of life and death just now, but in fact, he was still in the catastrophe, his eyes flickered at the moment, obviously preparing to speak.

"Seniors, the juniors are disrespectful to you, and you should be punished heavily, but the juniors are also coerced, and they have to do it as a last resort, hoping that the seniors will forgive their sins, this is the treasure that the juniors have secretly collected over the years, hiding from the person in charge, and hoping that the seniors will laugh and accept it. ”

Zhou Siyi is clever, this green-shirted monk is extremely strong, and doing such a game with him shows that this person doesn't care about what he does, and if he is a person with a proud personality, he will never be willing to be whipped, it can be seen that this person has the intention of teasing him, if he lowers his profile, there may be a glimmer of life.

And the most important thing is that the things he gave are worth a lot of money, and I don't believe that this person will still kill him.