Chapter Seventy-One: If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it

The days in the ancient town seem to pass very slowly, Chu Hanxuan looks at He Yifan who is asleep every day, and doesn't know when this wood will wake up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The black-robed old man still wanders around the ancient town every day, and he will come back every day to see He Yifan's situation and say a few words to Chu Hanxuan.

Chu Hanxuan really didn't understand, who was this black-robed old man? His martial arts skills were all over the world, and he was afraid that there were few people who were his opponents, but why was he so obsessed with the things in the Vientiane Pavilion?

At his age, does he want power, money, beauty, or fame? Will there be so many temptations for the elderly even in their old age?

Chu Hanxuan was thinking about this mess of things, and suddenly, He Yifan beside him suddenly moved, and Chu Hanxuan's eyes suddenly seemed to have tears flickering.

"Brother Fan?" Chu Hanxuan called cautiously;

Xuan ...... Xuan'er: "He Yifan's voice is like a mosquito and a fly;

"Well, Brother Fan, I'm here!I'm here!" The tears in Chu Hanxuan's eyes suddenly flowed uncontrollably.

Although it was just a few days, Chu Hanxuan seemed to feel that a few years had passed in his heart, and in the past few days when He Yifan was injured, Chu Hanxuan had imagined in his mind that he didn't know how many results.

What if he dies?

What if he is crippled?

Fortunately, all this has passed, He Yifan woke up slowly, looked at Chu Hanxuan, who seemed to be a lot thinner, and felt guilty in his heart.

"Xuan'er, I'm sorry for you!"

Chu Hanxuan shook her head with tears in her eyes, and was about to speak, when she heard a hoarse voice behind her, "Your kid is recovering quickly!"

When Chu Hanxuan heard this, he turned his head and looked at the black-robed old man behind him and did not speak; when He Yifan heard the voice of the black-robed old man, he immediately struggled to sit up, and his right hand had already held the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand.

"Don't bother! With your current appearance, I will be able to end you with one finger!" The black-robed old man looked at He Yifan and said disapprovingly.

He Yifan Ren had a tough attitude, and mustered all the strength to protect Chu Hanxuan behind him.

"If you are acting in vain, the kung fu of this life will be in vain! If I want to kill her, I still have to wait until you wake up?" The black-robed old man looked at He Yifan with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, as if he was looking at a fool.

"What the hell do you want to do?" He Yifan looked at the black-robed old man coldly.

"Enter the battle!" the black-robed old man's answer was simple and clear.

"Oh?" He Yifan seemed to find it very interesting.

"Yes! Enter the formation!" the black-robed old man said to He Yifan again with certainty.

When He Yifan heard him say this, he understood in his heart that this old man thought that he could break through the formation in this ancient town of Vientiane, so he would tolerate it like this. Since he has something to ask for himself, then he can relax a little.

Thinking of this, He Yifan didn't speak, he gently patted Chu Hanxuan's fragrant shoulder with his hand, and he lay down gently, so he stopped talking.

"Boy, boy!" The old man in the black robe saw He Yifan lying down again, so he opened his mouth and shouted, but He Yifan didn't seem to hear it at all, and ignored it.

Chu Hanxuan is such a smart person, seeing He Yifan like this, he said to the old man in black robe: "Old man, my husband's serious injury has not healed, I am afraid that I will not be able to answer Mr.'s question, and I ask Mr. for a few days, and I will talk about it when my husband's injury is healed." ”

The black-robed old man was speechless for a while, what this kid ate the day before yesterday was the Nine Turns Heavenly Incense Pill, which was the healing elixir of Yanyu Building, just with this kid's body, where would he be seriously injured and couldn't even speak?

The black-robed old man thought about it, the fierceness in his eyes flashed, and he planned to restrain Chu Hanxuan and force He Yifan to submit after the heat;

Just about to make a move, the old man in the black robe couldn't help but hesitate again: "In the past few days, looking at this girl's style of acting, she is simply a embryo who eats soft and does not eat hard; ”

After thinking about it, the black-robed old man glanced at the two of them, and without speaking, he turned around and walked out.

After the black-robed old man was gone, Chu Hanxuan let out a long breath, turned his head to look at He Yifan lying on the bed, and said with a smile: "Everyone has gone away, what are you pretending to be?"

"Is the lady talking to her husband?" He Yifan smiled wickedly when he heard this, and looked at Chu Hanxuan and said.

"Phew, who is your lady?" Chu Hanxuan's cheeks were crimson, and she said to He Yifan coquettishly.

"I don't know who is saying what my husband is doing?" He Yifan was unforgiving and continued to laugh at Chu Hanxuan.

"You still say, you still say!" Chu Hanxuan was ashamed, and a pair of pink fists smashed down on He Yifan's body like a torrential rain.

"Oops! I was wrong! I was wrong!" He Yifan suddenly begged for mercy loudly, and Chu Hanxuan accidentally punched He Yifan's chest during the fight, He Yifan suddenly snorted, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong with you?" Chu Hanxuan immediately looked at He Yifan nervously.

He Yifan shook his head lightly and said, "It's okay! It's just that there is still a certain pain in the chest! I really didn't expect that kid to be so vicious under his hands." ”

Seeing that He Yifan was fine, Chu Hanxuan's heart was also relieved, and then said: "I'm sorry, Brother Fan, if I hadn't been so reckless, you wouldn't have been seriously injured here." ”

When He Yifan heard this, he gently stroked Chu Hanxuan's head with his hand, and said softly: "That kid is crying and running like that, no one can not be without compassion, if it weren't for his strange steps in the last few steps, I wouldn't have seen it." ”

Chu Hanxuan nodded lightly and said suspiciously: "Brother Fan, how old is that kid, how can he be so cultivated?"

He Yifan listened with a wry smile and said, "Qing Ying Sect, Nine Refining Demon Yuan Gong!"

"Huh, you mean, he will become a child after practicing that magic skill?" Chu Hanxuan asked in surprise.

When I was taken captive, I saw a few people like him, practicing magic skills, and then turning into children. However, after the change, there seems to be an extremely painful process, and those who can survive it can be regarded as a small success. Back then, 100 of our children were taken away by them. Then there were only seven or eight left, but none of the people who coached Qingming survived. Speaking of the Qingming Sect, He Yifan recalled an unbearable past.

Chu Hanxuan knew his intentions, gently leaned his head on He Yifan's shoulder, and asked softly, "Brother Fan, does your injury really matter?"

"After a few more days of recovery, it should be fine!" He Yifan said softly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Where is Mr. Wu?"

When Chu Hanxuan heard this, her eyes turned red again, and she said sadly: "That day, you were seriously injured and unconscious, and Mr. Wu and I took you to escape, but the woman in red came later, and after Mr. Wu taught me how to open the door, he went to stop the woman in red alone;

When He Yifan heard this, he felt helpless for a while, recalling the time when he met Wu Quan, although they met in Pingshui, they finally let him take his life.

"Hey, Brother Wu Gaoyi, the two of us are friends in Pingshui, but they accompanied me all the way to the tiger's den and Longtan! This time he has entered the ancient town of Vientiane, but he went first!" He Yifan said with a dejected face.

Chu Hanxuan wanted to open her mouth to persuade her, but thinking of Wu Quan's resolute attitude that day, she didn't know how to speak, so she just gently stroked He Yifan's hand to reduce his sense of resentment.

"You said, your woman in red killed Brother Wu?" He Yifan lowered his head and asked lightly.

"Yes! In the end, only the woman in red chased after her!" Chu Hanxuan also replied affirmatively.

One day, I, He Yifan, will destroy Yanyu Building and avenge Brother Wu. ”

"What a big breath!" Before He Yifan's words fell, the hoarse voice of the black-robed old man sounded in his ears again.

This time, He Yifan was not nervous, but said lightly: "Is He a bragging? In the future, the seniors will know, if you want to break me between the cradles, then do it." ”

"Hmph, can you extinguish the Smoke and Rain Tower, that's your own business! I want you to take me to the Vientiane Pavilion now. The black-robed old man didn't pay attention to what He Yifan said, but just took care of himself.