Han Han was thinking about his thoughts when a woman in red came into the cave, and she looked at the naked woman who had just run out.

The woman saw Han Han and knelt on the ground: "The little woman Yin Hong, a disciple of the Nine Shadows Sect, was conspired by her senior brother and imprisoned for more than ten years. ”

Han Han saw that she was beautiful, her figure was fair, and her skin was white and tender, and he liked it very much, but when he thought of Qiong'er, his heart was gloomy, and he had no desire.

He stretched out his hand to help Yin Hong and said, "We are both immortal cultivators, we should help each other, you don't have to take it too seriously." ”

Yin Hong touched his fingers, felt a burst of heat into his body, his heart was pounding, and he knelt down again and said, "Childe doesn't want to accept me, I'd rather kneel to death, and ask Childe to have mercy." ”

Han Han held her armpit: "Hurry up, you can just follow me in the future." ”

Yin Hong turned her body slightly, and Han Han's palm under her armpit became above her chest.

The feeling that Yin Hong longed for was back, crispy and numb and itchy.

Han Han instinctively touched and kneaded with that hand, and Yin Hong's body trembled involuntarily.

Yin Hong threw herself into his arms, her small mouth puffed her big mouth, and she sucked it hungrily.

Han Han suddenly ruthlessly pushed her away: "I still have something to do, let's go." ”

Yin Hong's heart instantly became empty, and she said resentfully, "Yes, Childe." ”

Han Han raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't know my name yet, my name is Han Han, I am from the Hanshan faction, you can call me Young Master in the future." ”

"Yes, young master, young master, have you killed the blood?"

Han Han shook his head: "Spare his life, and the next time I see him, I will help you take revenge." ”

Yin Hong kissed him excitedly on the face: "Thank you, young master." He took Han Han's hand and said, "Then young master, let's go." ”

Han Han's expression was in a trance, Qiong'er had often done this before, her demeanor and movements were almost the same, the woman in front of her seemed to be Qiong'er, and she couldn't help but hug her tightly: "Qiong'er, Qiong'er, don't leave me." ”

Yin Hong said in a coquettish voice: "Young master, my name is Yin Hong, you can call me Hong'er, who is Qiong'er?"

Han Han suddenly came to his senses, pushed her away again ruthlessly, and sighed: "Hey, Qiong'er is also my slave girl, but no one can replace her, you have to remember that since you are a subordinate, you can't be so disrespectful next time." ”

Yin Hong was stunned for a moment, a trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, although she really wanted to repay him and was willing to serve him as a slave girl, but he did not pity her and love her as she imagined, but hurt her fiercely.

Han Han didn't pay much attention to this new slave girl, and walked straight out of the cave, he already had a plan, and he was not willing to delay for a quarter of an hour in order to rescue Qiong'er.

This is the depths of the demon clan's territory, along the way, I have met some demon clan hunting teams, with Han Han's experience of trading with the demon clan people during this period of time, these demon clan people greet each other in a regular manner, and they don't dare to be bad at all when they can't see that he is injured.

Instead, when they were about to reach the Terran territory, they were surrounded by a group of Terran hunting parties in ambush.

Han Han's internal injuries had not yet fully recovered, and he sighed and said, "If Qiong'er is here, you will never be ambushed, Hong'er, how many layers of cultivation are you? ”

Yin Hong glanced at the dozen or so human races, his eyes flickered, and he promised: "I am a tenth-level cultivator, I will follow the young master." ”

At the head of the hunting party was a man with a meaty face, and he shouted, "What about your teammates? Why are you two left?"

Han Han arched his hand and said, "There are only two of us when we go, and there are two of us when we return, what do the Taoist friends want to surround us?"

The man snorted coldly: "How dare the two of them go deep into the hinterland of the demon clan, don't talk nonsense, leave your storage bag and let you go." ”

Han Han knew that he couldn't be kind, so he first sent out a few wind blades to hit the man, but he held a flying sword in his hand and crashed into it.

Against more than a dozen monks, Han Han, who had internal injuries and had not yet healed, could only choose to break through, and during the Qi training period, he couldn't see the opponent's cultivation, he saw that there were the most people behind, but instead decided that their cultivation was low and easy to break through.

The three people in the back were really the weakest, all of them were eight-layer and nine-layer cultivators, and they didn't realize until they were close to Han Han, one of them had just sacrificed the magic weapon, but his head had already flown up, and the other person hurriedly sacrificed a big shield, the sword and shield collided, the person took more than a dozen steps back, and the last person was shocked and flew a few feet away.

A gap immediately appeared in the rear, and Han Han shouted at Yin Hong: "Go." "Break out of the encirclement first.

However, when he jumped out a few feet, he heard Yin Hong shouting: "Young master, save me." ”

Han Han didn't look back, he had no affection for this maid, he couldn't take risks for her, and ran a few feet away, he stopped: she is a slave girl, and Qiong'er is also his slave girl, if he is afraid of taking risks today and abandons this slave girl, will he also abandon Qiong'er in the future?

No, never, these strongmen are nothing compared to the terrible pothos.

Han Han flashed a magic weapon, and an ice pick technique accurately hit the man who was chasing after him.

The man was shocked, and sacrificed a big shield to defend, Han Han showed the Han family's wonderful footwork, close to the man's side, and the flying sword was from the bottom to the bottom of the shield, breaking the man's diamond technique and inserting it into his body.

Han Han has experienced a change, whether it is a demon or a human, he will never be soft when it comes to killing.

Killed this person with a sword, and was also hit by a blow from a Great Perfection Spirit Disciple, the yellow light of Vajra flashed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his magic shield was damaged in the battle with the green pothos, and he didn't have a magic shield to take advantage of for a while.

If it weren't for the internal injuries, he would have withstood this blow.

Being injured again made Han Han's heart feel relieved.

He is not a pedantic person, these people see that he is powerful, for fear of his revenge, maybe they don't dare to embarrass Hong'er, if both of them fall into their hands, it will be dead.

Suddenly, I heard Yin Hong cry out sadly: "Young Master!"

Yin Hong was in the Immortal Jade Room, after more than ten years of continuous and repeated reduction of cultivation, the refinement of mana was no weaker than Han Han, plus her cultivation was several levels higher, her strength was actually above Han Han.

The ancient treasure fairy jade room is actually a treasure used by the ancient immortals to cultivate future generations, and after the blood is obtained, combined with some evil arts, it creates the kind of obscene and evil art called breeding art.

Yin Hong fell into the hands of the enemy is what she did on purpose, if Han Han abandons it, she also happens to be dead to him and take the opportunity to leave, she is willing to be a slave because she loves him, loves his life-saving grace, loves his magic palm, but he doesn't know how to cherish it, Yin Hong has a will.

Han Han's return to rescue made her rekindle the fire of love, and when she saw that he was injured, she couldn't help but feel a heartache, so she moved.

She was pressed down on the shoulder with a sword by a late-stage cultivator, and as long as the person moved, her head could hit the ground.

However, she moved, but the man did not, and when he was startled, he tried to move with all his hands, but he couldn't.

Yin Hong's fingers pinched the blade of the sword, and with a vigorous shake, the man's mouth cracked, and he couldn't hold the hilt of the sword.

Yin Hong turned the blade of the sword, and with a flash of cold light, it plunged into the man's chest.