The woman really couldn't do it, there was only the last trace of strength left, if she didn't breathe again, she would really suffocate to death, and the woman had no choice but to swim above the pool.

It was also at this time that Han Fei's gaze finally fell on a corner of white tulle among the flowers in the distance.

Suddenly, Han Fei's face changed, and then he noticed that someone under the water was about to come up.

With his experience of being misunderstood countless times as a pervert in his previous life, Han Fei knew that something was wrong, and this time he bumped into it again.

Because the tulle was definitely not a man's clothes, Han Fei slapped the water with one hand, and the whole person jumped up with his strength, and then tiptoed a little on the water, Han Fei had already flown out for a mile, and then several ups and downs Han Fei quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

At this moment, there was a murderous aura boiling in the back, and a shocking arrow directly pierced a hill, and pieces of towering ancient trees were constantly collapsing!

Han Fei left quickly without looking back.

And after a long time, a woman in white had cold eyes and a cold air, still searching around in the mountains and forests, and her murderous appearance shocked all the animals in the forest and dared not move.

It's really annoying, the woman swears that she must recruit the other party and shoot the other party with an arrow, otherwise it will be difficult to solve the hatred in her heart!

Han Fei finally returned to the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and at this moment, the lame man had been waiting in the broken grass house for a long time.

When Han Fei entered the room, he saw a white vial placed by the lame man on the table.

The lame man glanced at Han Fei in some surprise, because Han Fei seemed to have changed a little bit in the past two days, but the lame man didn't ask much, but pointed to the bottle on the table with his finger.

"Tomorrow you are going to the forbidden land of Taihang Divine Mountain, this is a bottle of Gathering Spirit Powder, I only have so much, I hope it can help you." ”

Han Fei was slightly moved by these words, this Gathering Spirit Scatter is actually distributed by the sect every once in a while, but a person like a cripple may not be able to get a little bit in a year.

It is estimated that these Gathering Spirits have been saved by lame people for several years.

The lame man doesn't talk much on weekdays, but it's really good to Han Fei, his real name is Makino, but for so many years, except for mentioning this name to Han Fei, the cripple hasn't mentioned it to anyone.

Han Fei had also heard the lame man mention that his lame leg was broken.

Han Fei remembered the first day the cripple went up the mountain, it was snowing heavily that day, and the cripple climbed up the steps, covered in blood, and his knees and hands had long been worn out.

The contrast between the snow-white snow on the ground and the bright red blood on the cripple's body was stark.

But the cripple didn't care at all in his eyes, only indifference and coldness, Han Fei was passing by at that time, the cripple had no chance to enter the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and in the end, Han Fei couldn't bear it, so he found Han Qingyun and let the cripple stay.

The lame man used to be a small family in Shanshoutian, because he married a beautiful wife, but he didn't expect to be favored by a young disciple cultivated by a big force.

The disciple directly robbed the lame man's wife, and the lame man once said in tears that he would never forget to push open the door and see his wife's disheveled and disheveled expression.

The lame man's family was wiped out by that great force, and his parents didn't even leave a whole corpse, only a lame man remained, and the lame man only stayed at the foot of the Taixuan Ancient Sect Mountain for three years in order to take revenge, and then got a chance to enter the Taixuan Ancient Sect.

Except for the lame, only Han Fei knows about these things.

Looking at the white vial on the table, Han Fei smiled slightly.

"Cripple, thank you, but I understand the kindness, you can keep these. Han Fei said.

The lame man didn't have any extra words, since Han Fei said no, the lame man picked up the bottle on the table and planned to leave, this is the character of the lame.

"Wait a minute, cripple!" Han Fei suddenly stopped the cripple.

The cripple turned his head, and then put the white vial down again, and Han Fei couldn't help but laugh when he saw this move.

He didn't stop the cripple because he regretted it.

"You wait for me!" Han Fei took out a pen and paper, and then began to splash ink, and between the iron and silver hooks, a thick stack of paper was piled up on the table in a short time.

"Memorize it, then burn it, remember not to let anyone see it, you will follow the cultivation I wrote to you in the future, I know you want to take revenge, then you will cultivate diligently!" Han Fei handed the thick stack of paper to the cripple.

The cripple nodded, put the stack of paper into his arms and wrapped it, and then didn't ask Han Fei where he came from.

It's not that the lame man is smart, but this is the lame man, there is a saying that people don't talk much, and this sentence is most suitable for the lame.

Han Fei gave that volume of scriptures to repay the lame, and he also wanted to help the lame, the lame man is not a rare bloodline, just an ordinary mortal, if according to common sense, there is no chance to get ahead in this life, but what Han Fei gave him is not an ordinary thing.

It was an ancient magic scroll!

Vicious, but powerful!

Han Fei originally wanted to give the lame man a scroll of immortal scriptures, but Han Fei had already seen that the moment the lame man died at home, he had already fallen into the devil.

Extremely affectionate, extremely sexual, such a person becomes an immortal with a thought, and a thought falls into a demon!

Then that ancient demon scripture is actually the most suitable for the lame.

"Aren't you afraid of great karma?" said the golden lion in Han Fei's divine soul.

"This lame demon heart has already been deeply planted, and that scroll of scriptures is a taboo and should not be born again, are you going to create another primeval demon god to be born?"

"I am the Immortal Emperor, I should not be afraid of any cause and effect!" Han Fei was very confident.

And what if you create another primeval demon god?

It was getting late, and Han Fei did not continue to cultivate, but let his mind go into a state of concentration.

At this moment, there was a man and a woman standing in the hall of the north peak, and above was Liu Qianxue with a gloomy expression.

"You follow him tomorrow, as soon as you enter the Taihang Divine Mountain, do you understand?" Liu Qianxue's eyes rolled with murderous intent, she had always been ruthless in her work, and there would be no room for it, in order to be more safe, she decided to send her two disciples to attack Han Fei again.

Han Fei, she has to kill!

There was no word all night, and the sky was already bright.

Han Fei came to the north gate of the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and he was going to be sent to the Taihang Divine Mountain today.

The three law enforcement disciples had been waiting impatiently here for a long time.

After a few simple explanations, the three law enforcement disciples looked at Han Fei with a sneer, after all, Han Fei's reputation was as famous as Ye Wudao, the first day of the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and as famous as the first beauty of the Taixuan Ancient Sect.

Of course, Han Fei is on the ground, and the two of them are in the sky!

And at this moment, the sect master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect actually came in person, followed by an old man.

That old man was the peak master of Dongfeng, and he was also the person who wanted to intercede for Han Fei before.

"If you're still alive, don't come back, if you can't survive, then this is your fate!" the sect master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect personally came here and said this to Han Fei.

And these words are still said on Han Qingyun's face.

The meaning is very simple, if you can survive, then give you a way to live, you can escape.

If you can't survive, then this is your life!

This is also an opportunity that the East Peak Peak Lord got after repeatedly interceding.

"Although I'm sorry for your father, I'm sorry for you, but the sect is like this, there is only value, no love!" The sect master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect left after coldly saying this.

Han Fei knew the meaning of this sentence, the task that Han Qingyun went out to perform at that time was assigned to him by the Sect Master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and he was also carrying the black cauldron for Ye Wudao, the son of the Sect Master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect!

Han Fei sneered and looked at the departing sect master of the Taixuan Ancient Sect, and couldn't help but say something in his heart.

Don't worry, the justice of your father and son will be retrieved for you, and none of them will be able to escape.

Immediately, Han Fei planned to leave, but at this time, a joking voice sounded.

"My good brother, that Taihang Divine Mountain is full of dangers, how can you bear to let you be alone in danger, I have brought two of my disciples, they will send each other your safety!"