In the silent mountain forest, Huan Changpan sat in the thatched hut, swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whew!"

"Suck!"

Between Huan's breathing, he can vaguely drive the vitality of heaven and earth, and the grass and trees around the house are becoming more and more lush.

"Huh?"

Huan Chang, who was meditating, trembled his ears twice, and suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of vigilance flashed on his face.

"Why is she here again?"

After feeling it carefully, knowing that the person who came was Wang Lingling, Huan Chang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Now three months have passed since the battle of the Famous Sword Villa, and the hot summer is almost over.

Huan Chang's previous cultivation had already reached the peak of refining qi and transforming gods, and he felt that he was not far from breaking through.

At the beginning, he stayed with Qing Deng and Wang Lingling on the bank of the Qinghe River for a few days, and Qing Deng took the lead in saying goodbye.

Huan Chang also said goodbye to the old man, left a lot of money before leaving, and then took Xiao Hei away from home, and finally lived in seclusion here.

There are inevitable factors for him to do so.

The battle of the Famous Sword Villa had too great an impact, and although the Book Sword Pavilion became famous because of it, Huan Chang was also pushed to the forefront.

If Huan Chang didn't leave the jurisdiction of Ten Thousand Swords City, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.

After staying away from Ten Thousand Swords City, Huan Chang felt that there were signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation, so he found this mountain forest and settled here.

Unexpectedly, half a month later, Wang Lingling actually came over.

Huan Chang didn't know what method Wang Lingling used to find a place where she lived.

Since then, Wang Lingling has come here every half a month, and she will bring a lot of things when she comes.

"Ah Chang, I'll customize a few clothes for you to see if they fit!"

Wang Lingling didn't see any outside, kicked the door open directly, and ran in with a blush of excitement on her face.

After looking at the clothes for a while, Huan Chang suddenly said: "This is not like customized clothes, and this kind of clothes is expensive, I am afraid it will cost a lot of money to customize it, right?"

The clothes and fabrics in Wang Lingling's hands are all of the top materials, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

In many places, there are gold lines.

Huan Chang could feel that those golden lines were real gold.

The most important thing is that Huan Chang saw some patterns that represented the identity of the family, and he could guess that this was someone else's clothes.

When Wang Lingling heard this, her pretty face couldn't help but turn red.

"This is someone else's custom-made clothes, and I just got my hands on it before I had time to wear it, and I felt that it looked good, so I took it with me. ”

"You've been practicing in the mountains for so long, and you haven't gone out to buy clothes, so I just gave them to you. ”

Huan Chang smiled bitterly when he heard this.

He pointed to the rose that represented the family motif and said, "How can I wear clothes with a logo like this?"

It was only at this time that Wang Lingling noticed the pattern and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that Huan Chang seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Wang Lingling immediately pinched her waist with both hands and stared at her.

She shouted coquettishly: "Anyway, the clothes are here, do you like to wear them!"

After speaking, Wang Lingling threw away the clothes in her hand, ran out directly, and disappeared without a trace on Xiao Hei's back.

Shrugging his shoulders, Huan Chang smiled helplessly.

Huan Chang didn't pay attention to it, and the clothes sent by Wang Lingling didn't continue to blame Wang Lingling for stealing.

Everyone has their own life, and Huan is often reluctant to interfere too much with others.

The most important thing is that Wang Lingling's nature is not bad, and she will not steal from those poor people.

"The avenue is three thousand, and the road that Lingling took is not a kind of road. ”

Huan Chang turned around and sat down on the humble bed again.

He was about to meditate and cultivate, when he suddenly felt the wordless heavenly book in his chest start to heat up, and he immediately felt great joy in his heart.

Huan Chang hurriedly took out the wordless heavenly book.

I saw that the originally simple and unpretentious book of heaven actually began to exude a dark light.

Huan often turned the first page.

The four big characters of 'love' and 'non-attack' suddenly bloomed with a strong golden light, wrapping Huan Chang's whole person.

Huan often seems to feel something.

He put the Book of Heaven on his legs, closed his eyes and began to operate the true qi in his body.

Xiao Hei, who had just left not far away, suddenly turned his head at this time, and Wang Lingling, who was puzzled, returned to the front of the hut again.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the golden light emanating from the room, Wang Lingling's eyes were uncertain.

"Ritsu!"

Xiao Hei hissed twice and shook his head fiercely at Wang Lingling.

Wang Lingling will.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, then pinched the bell hanging from her wrist and stopped making any sound.

Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the bed, and the intense golden light wrapped him, constantly merging into Huan Chang's flesh and blood.

The bottleneck of practicing the spirit and returning to the void, under the illumination of this golden light, actually began to loosen.

At the same time, Mo Ziren led dozens of people, armed with all kinds of weapons, and guarded the front of the village.

Beside them, there were also the bodies of two villagers.

"You're meddling here again!"

The bandit leader who surrounded him looked at Mo Ziren with a little jealousy, but he roared with some annoyance.

"Why do you want to kill?"

Looking at the corpses of the villagers lying on the ground, Mo Ziren's eyes erupted with fire.

"Why?"

"Because I'm stronger than them!"

"The strong will be killed and taken away, the weak should be obedient, and the resistant will be killed!"

"Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

The bandit leader was stunned for a moment, and then roared hoarsely, his tone full of impatience.

Ever since the appearance of some bullshit ink man, the brothers sent out by the bandit leader to loot have always returned empty-handed.

Fortunately, Moxia only hurts people and doesn't kill people, and the bandits have no losses.

It's just that the food in the mountains is getting scarcer and smaller, and the bandit leader has no choice but to personally bring people to loot.

Because he was worried that those ink heroes would come to stir up the situation again, he killed the two of them first as a deterrent, so that those villagers could take out the food as soon as possible.

But now, Moxia actually appeared again, which immediately made the bandit leader angry.

"Just because you are stronger, can you bully others at will, rob other people's property, and deprive others of their lives?"

Moziren clenched his fists, and his mood swings were very strong.

"That's it!"

The bandit leader's voice was like thunder, and his eyes were full of impatience, he had had enough of these ink heroes.

"It seems that I was wrong, love is not enough. ”

Mo Ziren pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and muttered in a low voice.

"Boom!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the bandit leader was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Moziren's body momentum continued to rise, and he slowly walked forward.

"Kill!"

The bandit leader was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Didn't you say that you only help mediate disputes and won't kill people?"

"So I said I was wrong. ”

Mo Ziren stabbed out the long sword in his hand, only to see the blood light collapse, and the bandit leader was killed instantly.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Mo Ziren, dressed in black, seems to be a god of death from hell, harvesting life among the bandits.

The followers behind Mozi Ren also brandished their weapons and killed the bandits. (To be continued.) )