Still won't work.

Han Cheng looked at his arm in disappointment, very helpless and bored, he had already been accustomed to this reality for so many years, but every night he tried to gather the strength of his arm again to run through the seven meridians and eight veins, but found that the strength in his body that he exercised during the day had already been quietly lost unconsciously.

His body is like an hourglass, no matter how much sand he pretends to have, it will leak.

Over the years, he had suffered, annoyed, sad, and even shed tears, and now he felt that he should have become numb, but every time, the little flame burning in his heart always spread quickly throughout his body like poison.

And then...... It was the unwarranted loss and the dark night that accompanied him, the starlight in the sky looked dim, but at least it could brighten up the night, and he couldn't even compare to a star.

Hasn't it always been like this?

Han Cheng told himself with a helpless wry smile how realistic the reality was, although he was still occasionally annoyed by it now, but the unpleasant emotions would quickly be snuffed out in his mind.

He silently turned back.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound in the woods.

This is the foot of the Danyao Peak, although the place where they live is at the foot of the mountain, but there is still a distance of one or two miles from the Danyao Peak, such a dense forest at the foot of the mountain at night, it is really empty and secluded, if it is not for the sound made by the disciples who patrol the mountain, it is really impossible to have other sounds.

Listening to this voice, it didn't look like the sound that the mountain patrol disciples would make, if it was a mountain patrol disciple, first of all, they would gather around and ask Han Cheng, Han Cheng would take out his palace wood card to prove his identity, and then talk about the reason why he appeared here so late, and then the mountain patrol disciple would let him go back. What's more, if they are mountain patrol disciples, they are all walking the same road as Han Cheng, where will they pass through the forest.

Ghosts?

Han Yin couldn't help but feel a chill behind him, on such a dark night, thinking of these yin spirit monsters would always make people's scalps tingle, although Han Cheng has always been hard-natured, but he is not very bold, otherwise he would not hide in the well for two nights in the tragedy of the village slaughter five years ago.

It wasn't until he came out later that he learned that most of the people in the village had been slaughtered, and only three children had escaped.

That night, the blood from the village stained the entire creek red.

The child who escaped this catastrophe has a child named Liu Qingfeng, two years older than Han Cheng, is the child king of the village, and has always liked to play with all the children. Han Cheng has always been honest and doesn't like to fight, because he knows that his parents are not biological, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for his parents, but many times he will still go to support the front line because of the so-called 'brotherhood', and several times when they are in a headwind war, Liu Qingfeng and a few people see that they can't beat but slip away quite quickly, but as a result, Han Cheng was chased by the children behind him and beaten several times because he was three years younger.

Whenever Liu Qingfeng, who escaped at this time, would be in high spirits and come back, but the other children took the opportunity to run farther and farther, and after several times of sharing weal and woe, the relationship between Han Cheng and Liu Qingfeng was the best among all the children in the village.

It's a pity that now, except for the three of them, those children have not escaped that catastrophe.

There was a little girl in this group of children, she was a day younger than Han Cheng, and she was the youngest girl in the group of children, but she loved to play with this group of boys very much.

Her name is Xu Rumeng.

Save......

A light wind suddenly rolled up in the forest, and the leaves were rustling, and there was obviously a faint human voice in this voice, and Han Cheng dared to believe that this was a human voice.

Could it be that someone is in the middle of the night or has he gone back to sleep in the woods?

No, appearing in the forest in the middle of the night is obviously not a good thing, so don't be distracted. Han Cheng has always been cautious in doing things, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to go back to sleep in An'an, and then get up early to go to Yaofeng to listen to the instructions.

Although this kind of thinking is somewhat mediocre, but there is no way, he has a special bead physique, but he is an inferior body that everyone scoffs at, and he can't even take the first step on the road of cultivating the truth, let alone anything else, although Xuan Ruo makes people unhappy, but at least he is also a true qi realm, compared to Han Cheng, who can't even cross the threshold of internal strength, the two are still very different.

Just as he was about to leave, the voice in the forest suddenly became heavier.

Help me!

This time, Han Cheng heard it very clearly, it was not wrong, it was indeed the word 'help'.

Someone is hurt? Although Han Cheng could hear it clearly, he didn't immediately run in to help, he just glanced into the forest, the leaves in the black woods cut the moonlight into mottled colors, and the wind swept the leaves to shake the reflection of the ground, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost gate.

In this world, many well-wishers have been struck by lightning.

Han Cheng felt that it was a dark and windy night now, and he was the only one who was alone, so if something really went wrong, he couldn't explain it very well.

Be nosy.

Han Cheng thought so in his heart, and in fact he did the same, he turned around and decided to leave.

Help! The heavy strength is much heavier, but it is still very weak, as if it has exhausted all its strength to cry out.

But such a shout did work, and Han Cheng stopped.

If he was suspicious just now, now he heard it very clearly, it was indeed someone shouting in the woods. He stopped, frowned, and thought to himself that if his disciple was injured, it would be somewhat unreasonable for him to turn a blind eye to it if he met it.

After hesitating again and again, the last bit of kindness that had not been extinguished drove Han Cheng into the forest.

The light and shadow in the forest are swaying, and the leaves blown by the wind are like women dancing in long veils, and the faintly pulled reflections look very hazy.

Han Chengshen stepped on the forest with one shallow foot, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he secretly clenched his fists.

But his body at this moment has actually returned to its usual weak state, and he who can't accumulate strength is actually very weak, not to mention a slightly cultivated disciple, even ordinary tigers, wolves, and wild leopards can easily kill him as a prey.

After walking about 500 meters inside, Han Cheng hadn't even found the person yet, he couldn't help but feel even more nervous, could it be that he had heard it wrong? Could it be that there is really a ghost in this?

Just as Han Cheng was secretly guessing, the voice sounded again, Han Cheng hesitated for a moment, thinking that he had already come in, so he walked in sideways.

About fifty steps away, in the shadow in front of him was the place where the sound came from, Han Cheng took a closer look, and then saw a person lying there motionless through the mottled leaves, the night was too dark Han Cheng couldn't tell what kind of clothes this person was wearing, but he could barely hear a man's voice in the weak slight cry for help.

Do you want to go over?

Han Cheng stood a few steps away and hesitated, he didn't know whether he wanted to go over or not, after a stalemate for a cup of tea, he only heard the other party's voice suddenly stop, as if he had swallowed his last breath, Han Cheng secretly screamed bad and hurriedly ran over.

As he approached the man, he suddenly ...... A ball of green light burst out from that figure, and the light was like a sharp arrow that hit Han Cheng's forehead.