Jiangxi City, inside a crude tea shop.

The owner of the tea shop looked at the dark-skinned young man in front of him with a cautious expression.

These days, this person will come to this tea shop almost every day to drink tea.

"Boss, have you ever seen this person?"

Chen Han took out a portrait from his arms, the portrait was a little dirty and a little shabby, but he could still clearly see Leng Xiao's face.

He clearly drank tea, but he was a little drunk for no reason.

The owner of the tea shop looked a little trembling, shook his head again and again, and said that he had never seen it.

He recognized Leng Xiao at a glance, but these many people were chasing Leng Xiao, but now they didn't even have a trace of Leng Xiao. Even he couldn't help but think to himself, Leng Xiaoxu was really dying?

"Haven't you really seen it?" Chen Han stuffed a peanut into his mouth, waking up like a dream, and asked softly, as if asking, as if he was just dreaming.

Now Leng Xiao is wanted by the two top sects of the Blue Sprint Sect and the Sword Pavilion, Mo said that these two sects, almost the entire Southern Regions are searching for Leng Xiao, in a vain attempt to capture Leng Xiao in exchange for benefits, but no one has ever seen Leng Xiao.

The world is so small that there is almost nowhere to hide, but how big is the world, and if a person insists on hiding and hiding from the world, where can he find it?

Some people think that Leng Xiao is dead, Leng Xiao is just a newcomer to Jindan, in front of the four Jindan monks, there is almost no life, and in the end he can only make a decision on his own to maintain his dignity; some people think that Leng Xiao Xu hid in the barbarian domain, after all, he has grace and barbarians; there are also many rumors that they have seen Leng Xiao enter the demon domain with their own eyes.

The southern region is so big, the human race occupies seven or eight out of ten, most of the demon tribes practice separately, and they don't become a climate, but there are also demon cultivators who cultivate to the sky, and they have established the demon domain and created a stable country for the demon clan.

Chen Han couldn't enter the barbarian realm, nor could he enter the demon realm, so he had to stay in Jiangxi City every day, listening to the news of the Blue Sprint Sect and the Sword Pavilion stronghold, looking forward to the faint hope.

Coming to this tea shop every day is not so much looking for someone as he is looking for a self-comfort.

Even when the owner of the tea shop didn't know how many times he gave a negative answer, Chen Han was not a little disappointed in his heart. However, when he asked again, the tea shop owner's answer made him slowly raise his head, and the drunkenness seemed to be sober in an instant!

"Have you really never seen it?"

"Returning officer, old and decayed...... I've seen this guy!"

Chen Han Huoran raised his head, but saw that the tea shop owner who was cowering at him on weekdays suddenly looked at him, with a bright smile on his face, his eyes narrowed, as if humble, and his body was slightly arched, showing a humble posture.

However, when Chen Han saw this, he slowly took out a sickle spirit treasure, and muttered in his mouth: "Where is the demon doing in front of Chen?"

The owner of the tea shop suddenly took two steps back in fear, looked up at Chen Han slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't know whether it was ridicule or respect, and gently spit out a word: "What is the guest officer talking about, the old man has been running this tea shop for decades, rain or shine, how can it be a demon......

Chen Han raised his head and stared at the old man's cloudy eyes, and didn't pay much attention to the sinister smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, and there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes: "Chen...... I'm not in the mood to tease you. ”

Seeing that his momentum suddenly dispersed, those tea customers were suddenly startled, and they fled one after another without even paying for the tea.

However, even if Chen Han waved down the sickle, the owner of the tea shop did not have a trace of fear, and did not retreat an inch, always with that smile on his face.

"Doesn't the guest officer want to know where Leng Xiao is?"

As the words of the tea shop owner fell, Chen Han's sickle turned around, and when it fell, it was already the back of the knife, as if it was gently placed on the neck of the tea shop owner, and the aura rippled like water waves.

The smile on the tea shop owner's face dissipated, and finally there was a hint of pain, his face was already full of wrinkles, and he couldn't help but look a little hideous at this moment.

But seeing that the old man's teeth were tightly locked, his eyes suddenly widened, and there seemed to be an illusory face on his face roaring and struggling violently.

Chen Han gently raised the sickle and spit out indifferently: "Say, where is Leng Xiao." ”

It was when Chen Han raised the sickle that the illusory face on the tea shop owner suddenly shrank back, and a cold color flashed in his eyes, but his face was flattering: "If the guest officer wants to know, he must not ...... it."

He paused and looked at Chen Han, with some longing on his face: "Exchange a drop of essence blood for it!"

Chen Han glanced at him lightly, and the sickle in his hand suddenly smashed down, touching the neck of the tea shop owner, and saw the tea shop owner let out a terrible roar, and fell to the ground with his head up.

An illusory figure was pinched in Chen Han's hand, and even under Chen Han's smash, his face became blurred.

"You're not qualified to negotiate terms with me. ”

Just as Chen Han's words fell, a long shadow suddenly pulled out of the small door of the tea shop, blocking all the sunlight from the door.

A faint voice came, deep and magnetic, fascinating, with a little hoarseness, as if it had not been spoken for countless years.

"That ...... Qualification?"

Chen Han's body was shocked, this voice was too familiar to him.

As his expression changed, the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase, and he almost crushed the ghost in his hand.

He turned around slowly, and a thin, long figure appeared in his eyes, cold.

The other party stood at the door, clearly showing that there was still a gap around him, but the sunlight could not be put into a single bit, as if they were retreating to him.

"You, not Leng Xiao. ”

Leng Xiao stood at the door, his eyes indifferent and lazy, sharp and deep. "Put it down, and you'll be glad you made the choice." ”

Chen Han and Leng Xiao glanced at each other and suddenly let go of their hands.

The ghost did not fall directly to the ground, but as if it had no weight, it floated gently in the air, and its face slowly became clear, as if it had palpitations.

"Thank you for the rescue!"

Leng Xiao nodded slowly, and spit out a word lightly: "Very good." ”

Then, before Chen Han could ask any more questions, he suddenly felt that his aura seemed to be uncontrollable, his body was full of qi and blood, his face was a little painful, his eyes were open angrily, and he was bloodshot.

In less than two breaths, he suddenly roared violently, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, from this mouthful of blood, Chen Han's black hair turned white in an instant, and he seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, and there were a few wrinkles on his face.

Leng Xiao waved his fingers, and most of the mouthful of blood suddenly disappeared, leaving only the little blood bead in the middle, which was the size of a thumb.

The blood beads are dazzling, delicate and beautiful, and the eyes are charming, and there is no fishy smell, but it is surrounded by a trace of fragrant fragrance, this is Chen Han's essence and blood!

Seeing Leng Xiao's lips and teeth slightly open, he swallowed the essence blood into his abdomen, gently exhaled a wisp of turbidity, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, the yang energy is very strong, and it is warm, so that this seat is a little sleepy. ”

Leng Xiao yawned, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Chen Han as if he were a mustard.

"I have good thoughts and do not want to kill. But if you want to kill this seat, today, it is to teach you a lesson. ”

After saying that, Leng Xiao slowly paced out of the tea shop, and the golden sunlight suddenly swarmed in, filling most of the tea shop in an instant.

The little imp couldn't help but look disgusted, and avoided it like a snake and scorpion.

Then, it turned its head to look at Chen Han, as if it was greedy.

Chen Han looked dazed, but he still said lightly: "You should know why I left you, don't kill yourself." ”

The little ghost couldn't help but snort coldly, his face was full of jealousy, and he suddenly left the tea shop along the shadows, and when he left, he said faintly: "It's a pity...... What good meat!"

After the little ghost left, Chen Han couldn't restrain himself anymore, and couldn't help coughing violently, his face was dark, but his eyes were very calm.

"Leng Xiao...... What about ......him? I guess I'm dead. Then this revenge, but it is revenge?"

Chen Han muttered, slumped to the ground, his eyes were full of confusion, his life had long been directionless.

At the same time, the entire Jiangxi City was already in chaos, and countless monks were running around the streets, as if they were hiding something, and there were bursts of smashing sounds.

In the stronghold of the Blue Scar Sect, in a side room. A disciple of the Blue Sprint Sect is sitting cross-legged and cultivating, which is really boring in this small city, but fortunately, it can be regarded as quiet, and he can earn a lot of contributions from the sect.

However, at this moment, his body suddenly trembled violently, and a low roar came out of his mouth, as if he was in extreme pain! But only a few breaths later, this disciple of the Blue Sprint Sect suddenly opened his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be excitement in his eyes.

"Bai Mei, you are clever but you have been mistaken by cleverness! We have not died in the world, and we have survived in the world, how can these famous and decent people ignore them? Only by following the Lord can we have the strength to resist!"

"Southern Regions, I'm Hong Chengwu, I'm back!"

When the two disciples of the Blue Mark Sect heard the movement in the room, they immediately rushed into the room in three steps and two steps, and seeing that the disciple's expression was as usual, one of them couldn't help frowning: "Li Da, don't you want to be a demon in broad daylight?"

When Hong Chengwu saw these two people, his eyes lit up, licked his lips, and muttered, "How many years...... I haven't seen such tender meat in many years!"

When the two of them heard this, they suddenly felt creepy, and couldn't help but shudder, Li Da's voice was familiar to them, but at this moment, they felt so strange for no reason!

The person who spoke out shouted again: "Li Da, aren't you going crazy?"

Seeing the cautious appearance of these two people, Hong Chengwu couldn't help laughing until he laughed heartily, and tears even appeared in the corners of his eyes. The two of them suddenly felt weird, and their first reaction was not to step forward to check Li Da's state, but to turn around and run!

Hong Chengwu looked at the backs of the two from afar, and slowly stopped laughing, even if the sunlight was shining through the window, it could not light up the shadow on his face.

He quietly looked at the backs of the two Blue Mark Sect disciples and said softly, "This joke...... It's kind of interesting. ”

When the last word fell, the figure of "Hong Chengwu" in the same place slowly dissipated, and when it reappeared, it was already a hundred zhang away.

He carried two young men in his hands, looked at the frightened faces of the two men, and couldn't help but show a warm smile.

"Don't worry, my lord has a life, we should be kind, as long as you don't resist, the old man will never kill......! Do you want to resist?"

A moment later, two figures were left in the stronghold of the Blue Scar Sect and slumped to the ground, described as withered, dying, and their eyes were blank, if it weren't for the fact that their chests were still faintly lying together, they would really think that they were two dead people.

"What a ......"