Quick Wear: The Pure Beauty Becomes the Boss's Favorite

Five hours later.

Han Jun opened the tightly closed door, and icy cold air suddenly swept in. His eyes were cold and murderous, as sharp as a sharp cold blade.

Yan Yin, who was scolding his younger brother, was the first to notice him. His dark eyes were fixed on the young man in white who was walking slowly towards him. The more he looked, the more he felt that the other person looked familiar.

He seemed to have seen the other person somewhere.

Yan Yun straightened up and looked at Han Yun curiously, his eyes widened in an instant.

My god! This is so beautiful!

He only noticed Han Yun's beauty and completely ignored the fact that she was not a female.

When Yan Hao saw Han Jun coming out, he bypassed his two brothers and ran to the beauty who had just finished her retreat. He blinked his bright eyes and looked at Han Jun.

"Sir, have you made a breakthrough?"

Han Jun nodded slightly, his eyes still cold.

During this retreat, he had already broken through from the fourth level to the fifth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art, and his cultivation had also been consolidated, without any hidden dangers caused by advancing too quickly.

Yan Yin, whose strength was two levels higher than Han Yun, was silently probing the other party's cultivation level.

Emperor level seven, his strength is only slightly lower than Yan Yun.

But this snow demon doesn’t look very old, it should have just reached adulthood.

The other party is so young yet has such accomplishments.

As far as he knew, there was no disciple among the younger generation of the Snow Demon Clan who could cultivate so quickly.

Even the gifted young master of the Snow Demon Clan was only at the seventh level of King Grade, still some distance away from the Emperor Grade, but the Snow Demon brought back by his third brother had reached the strength of the Emperor Grade.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something strange about it.

Yan Yin asked in a deep voice: "May I ask if this young master is from the Snow Demon Clan's Hanyin Mountain?"

Han Yun nodded gently, "My name is Han Yun."

When he introduced himself, all three brothers of the Yan family were shocked.

Yan Yin: This guy is the young master of the Snow Demon Clan! The other party's king-level cultivation is actually false news.

Yan Yun: What? The beauty is actually a man!

Yan Hao: The beauty's name is so nice, I finally got her name~

Han Yun looked at the three brothers with a cold expression.

Yan Hao quickly pulled Han Yun's hand, but felt that the other person's hand became colder.

"Are all you snow monsters this cold?"

Han Jun looked at Yan Hao coldly, her silver eyes as calm as the sea seemed to be without any warmth at all.

"No, my body is cold because of the influence of the technique."

Yan Hao carefully recalled the knowledge about the Snow Demon Clan that his eldest brother had instilled in him, and remembered that all the previous masters of Hanyin Mountain had practiced the Nine Nether Ice Art.

Those who practice this secret will cut off all seven emotions and six desires.

Only by breaking through to the ninth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art can one regain the emotions that a normal human being should have. Otherwise, he will be affected by the art and become a cold-blooded killer.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became about Han Yun's situation.

"Hanjun, how do you feel now? Did this technique hurt you?"

Han Yun said calmly: "I'm fine."

He raised his snow-white fingers and gently poked the corners of Yan Hao's eyes, which were slightly red due to worry, and stretched out his claws like a curious little animal.

After hearing his words, Yan Hao's worries did not subside. Not only did his eyes turn red, but his brows also wrinkled, and there was a deep sense of uneasiness in his eyes.

"I heard from my elder brother that if you can't break through the ninth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art you practice, you will lose your mind and become a cold killing tool..."

"Are you sure you're okay now?"

Han Jun blinked and did not reply to Yan Hao, but just stared at the other's eyes intently.

As if he was infected by Yan Hao's emotions, the coldness in his eyes unconsciously dissipated.

Although still cold and sharp, it contains a barely perceptible hint of gentleness and warmth.

Several strings of water droplets were chiseled out of the hard ice.

What followed was a change in his state of mind. He seemed to have gained new insights into the Nine Nether Ice Art and was about to enter a new level of advancement.

Yan Yin was the first to notice the change in his power.

This young master of the Snow Demon Clan, whose strength is inconsistent with the rumors, seems to be about to break through again.

Yan Yun noticed Han Jun's change a step too late, and instantly pulled himself out of the sad thought that the beauty was a man and looked at his third brother.

No way? Han Jun is about to break through again!

He had met the master of Hanyin Mountain with his elder brother before, but the other party’s cultivation was not so fast!

Han Jun slowly put down her hand, "I'm going to retreat again, and we'll talk about everything after I come out."

He returned to the quiet room at the back and continued to attack the sixth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art.

At the same time, his cultivation was also improving.

By the time he finished his retreat, he had become an imperial-level first-class assassin who had broken through the sixth level of the Nine Nether Ice Art, and the icy aura around him was even stronger than before.

Yan Hao, who had been eagerly waiting for him to come out, almost cried when he saw Han Jun's temperament becoming increasingly cold. Seeing this, Yan Yun slapped his brother hard.

"You little bastard, show some self-esteem!"

Yan Yun glared at Yan Hao with a look of frustration and gnashing teeth.

It’s no wonder that the eldest brother left first because he thought the third brother was too talkative. It’s really because the stinky younger brother was too love-brained. The worst thing is that the stinky younger brother’s mouth is too annoying.

He kept talking non-stop, and all he was talking about was Han Yun.

Yan Hao stared at Han Yun without blinking, unwilling to take his eyes away.

"Hanjun, you have become stronger again this time."

Hehehe, his sweetheart is indeed the most talented young master of the Snow Demon Clan.

Han Yun glanced at Yan Hao indifferently.

He didn't say much and let Yan Hao hold his hand to check the temperature again.

Yan Hao said in a gentle voice: "It's really getting colder."

He ignored his second brother and dragged Han Yun back to the yard, talking as they walked, and Han Yun rarely responded to him, only nodding or shaking her head occasionally.

Yan Yun, who was left standing still, said: "..."

You two guys who don't play by the rules actually ignored a handsome man like me!

My face is so mad.jpg

I'm angry, the kind that can't be appeased!