The cold eyes gradually changed from cloudy to clear, he took out Qiao'er's cherished cyan guqin, at this moment, Qiao'er seemed to be in front of him, looking at him affectionately in the dark night!

Leng Han gently placed the cyan guqin in front of him, and scenes flashed back in his mind, this was not a sudden memory, but a deep touch!

Yes, moving, the rarest thing in life is moving, time can be lost, space can be changed, only moving will not change, because it is the truest, the purest, it can not only retain the memory, but also can cleanse the soul......

"Zheng ......"

The cold and cold gently plucked the strings, and all the sadness, emotion, and emotion turned into a long, low-throated, and polite sound of the piano, in the silent black sky, hovering slowly and refusing to disperse for a long time!

"The grass is green, and the white mist is vast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere is a beautiful woman, on the water side. The grass is green, and the white mist is blurred. There is a beautiful woman who lives in the water. I would like to swim against the current. Snuggle up beside her. I'd like to go down the river and find her way. But I vaguely saw that she was in the middle of the water......"

Under the piano, Leng Han unconsciously sang "On the water side"

The singing voice is hoarse, accompanied by the sound of the piano, which makes the listener sad and makes the night dark......

Two days later, Leng Han woke up from his grief!

He slowly glanced at the former poetry and book gate, at this time, it was silent, and there was still a faint smell of blood wafting in the air! He searched the entire mountain gate, but he didn't find any trace of Xiaoman!

Leng Han's brows tightened, he guessed that Xiao Man had either left this place a long time ago, or he had already died, but he felt that Xiao Man had a secret body, and he would definitely not die so easily!

After a long time, Leng Han's brows gradually relaxed!

"Don't stay here for long, it's time to leave!"

Leng Han slowly got up, put away the cyan guqin, and when he pointed towards the snow crystal coffin and wanted to put it into the storage bracelet, he saw the white light of the snow crystal coffin flashing and moving, but it was still floating in the air.

Leng Han's face changed, and then he sighed secretly, living people can't be stored in storage magic weapons, this is the common sense of the immortal cultivation world!

Qiao'er in this snow crystal coffin is not dead, so there is no way to put this snow crystal coffin into the storage bracelet!

After a cold sigh, he turned to leave. The snow crystal coffin followed behind him, floating alone in the air! Qiao'er was lying quietly inside, this scene looked very strange and eye-catching!

He stood in the air and looked around blankly, he had never felt so lonely, he didn't know where he should go......

More than a month later, Leng Han appeared on the top of a mountain peak, and the snow crystal coffin fell beside him!

For more than a month, he has been trying to avoid crowds or the Immortal Cultivation Sect. to attract the attention of others. But he was too ostentatious to rush like this. Even though he was very careful, he was still being targeted! And there were more and more of them, and they seemed to be coming for him on purpose!

At this time, the cold face stared at the snow crystal coffin in his eyes expressionlessly! With a wave of his right hand, the Yin Spirit Fire shot out and flashed towards a certain dark place on the mountain peak!

With the flickering of the Yin Spirit Fire, several screams suddenly came out from above this mountain peak!

"People die for money, birds die for food, and there are so many rats in the world?......"

Leng Han didn't move, just sat there quietly, deaf to those screams!

Along the way, such things have been happening, so that the cold is a little numb!

Leng Han's eyes were cold, and suddenly his expression changed, and his body jumped back. The snow crystal coffin also floated out backwards!

"Whoosh"!

It was too late, and a black shadow flashed in front of him like a ghost, and with a loud bang, a huge hole was smashed in the place where he had just been!

Leng Han was taken aback, and with a little foot under his feet, he jumped to the side again, turned his hand and waved out the rattan, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Meanwhile!

Whoosh!

A large cyan wind blade emerged, and there were more than a dozen of them, flying towards him, raining down.

The cold figure is already flying away. Unable to dodge, his eyes sank, and he let out a low cry in his mouth.

With a wave of the rattan arm, a burst of white light came out of his body, condensing into a moon-white light shield in the shape of a shell, blocking in front of him.

The cyan wind blade struck the light shield, and the moon-white light shield shook violently before it collapsed.

Then there was a sound of ping-pong!

Most of the remaining wind blades were blocked by the rattan in Leng Han's hand, and several of them landed on his body protection true qi, and a huge force surged, causing him to kick back a few steps before he stood firm.

"The kid is running so fast, he almost can't catch up with you!" a cold voice came.

Leng Han was startled, and when he raised his eyes, a middle-aged man in a green robe with a gloomy face appeared in front of him, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Behind the middle-aged man stood two young men!

"Is that him?" the middle-aged man glanced at Leng Han and asked one of the young men.

"Elder Chen, this is the person, he is so swaggering, I have been staring at him for a long time, I can't be wrong. The young man replied respectfully.

"Well, it's really like ......" The middle-aged man turned his hand and took out a piece of white parchment, on which an image appeared, which was cold.

Leng Han saw the jade paper and the image on it, and his face suddenly changed.

"Very good, when this person is caught, it will not be less of your benefit. The middle-aged man said.

"Thank you, Elder Chen. The young man was overjoyed and bowed in thanks.

"Who are you, and why did you attack me?" said in a cold voice, and at the same time, his eyes swept over the three of them, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The two young men in the back are not worth mentioning, they are still in the late stage of Wentong, but the middle-aged man in front of him is a middle-aged man, the mana in his body is surging, and the whole person seems to be looming, and he is a Confucian whose cultivation is stronger than the dead Chang Scar! Leng Han estimates that this person is probably at least the cultivation of the late Confucian period!

The middle-aged man of the yin owl felt Leng Han's mental probe, sneered, and didn't care at all, his eyes swept over the snow crystal coffin behind Leng Han. He asked:

"Boy, are you called Leng Han?"

"Not bad," Leng Han said bluntly!

"It's unimaginable that Chang Wuxian stationed in the Suixin Gate of the Hidden Heaven Sect was actually accused of being killed by you!"

"How do you know this?" Leng Han's brows furrowed!

"If people don't know, unless they don't do anything, I'm afraid that hundreds of people in the Suixin Gate will also be slaughtered by you! If it weren't for your head being worth something, I really want to have a good chat with you...... Boy, do you know that your portrait has already spread all over the major sects, and the Hidden Heaven Sect has already placed a reward to hunt you down, as for how the Hidden Heaven Sect learned about your portrait, naturally someone invited merit to denounce you!"