Xianzun is pregnant with the devil's cub

The bones on the upper level rolled all over the ground, and there were bursts of zither sounds in the hustle and bustle. The high-level resentful souls in the celestial burial pit were blinded by the ban. The general pursuit of killing people in anger.

The guess just now was correct, Qin Demon was specially transferred to the celestial burial pit to control the ghosts, with the purpose of killing the leaders of the six sects!

Chu Han jumped up in the air, and pulled out nine strings with condensed spiritual energy from his snow-white wide sleeves. He flicked lightly, without making any sound, but canceled out the sound waves of the Qin Demon, causing the Qin Demon to take a few steps back.

Mu Lianchun spat out a mouthful of blood: "Junior Brother..."

"What spell is this?"

The six sects only knew that Chu Han was cultivating the way of indifference and purity of heart, and his aura was pure, but they didn't know that he could transform his aura into martial arts. At this moment, he opened his eyes slightly and praised him one after another.

The grieving ghost who was blown by the air wave seemed to be relying on it, and stood there blankly.The sound of one side of the piano wants them to continue fighting, while the sound of the other side is soothing. At this time, they are neither advancing nor retreating, walking around with their heads tilted.

Although Chu Hanjin has the ability to appease and control ghosts, it is disrespectful to ghosts and can only be stopped, not triggered.After another blow knocked the Qin Demon back, Chu Hanjin nodded in the direction of the Six Sects:

"Come on!"

——You must leave the sky burial pit as soon as possible.Qin Demon can manipulate ghosts, but he is always imprisoned at the bottom of the pit by a spell. If he goes crazy, he can only go crazy in place, and he will not be threatened again if he leaves.

After Liu Zong heard the order, Yu Jian flew out of the pit.

There were too many ghouls, and Chu Hanjin's qin power was limited in time to appease him. Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy came from his back and attached to his back.Accompanied by a warm body temperature, Yue Lin built a barrier with his other hand to keep the resentful ghost from touching Chu Hanjin.

Chu Hanjin looked at Yuelin: "You go too."

Yue Lin's eyes were heavy: "Let's go together."

"..."

This is said like a pair of ducks and flounder, full of affection.Chu Han couldn't pay attention now, so he turned around to defend his sword, and stepped on the soil on the valley with his toes.

Qin Mo was still standing at the bottom of the pit, raised his chin expressionlessly, and stared at the fleeing crowd persistently.

A few beads of sweat rolled down Chu Hanjin's forehead: "It's come out."

The air is much fresher than at the bottom of the pit.It was early morning when I went down, and now it is late at night, the moonlight is like silver, falling to the ground.

Chu Hanjin was about to check Liu Zong's injuries, when his wrist was suddenly gently grasped, and Yue Lin's long fingers touched his wrist, half-closed his eyes, and persistently probed: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"..."

Chu Hanjin was puzzled: "I'm fine."

Yue Lin's eyes are a look of coquettishness: "Are you really all right?"

Chu Hanjin replied firmly: "It's really all right."

Yue Lin pondered and said: "Today is too risky. Mr. Yuezhao is elegant and dignified. In the future, it is better not to do these things of beating and killing."

This is very thoughtful, but very sticky.

Chu Hanjin frowned slightly, thinking of something again, he was too numb to ignore him, and went to check on Liu Zong's injuries.

Although Liu Zong is not a vegetarian, the consequences of this battle can be described as tragic. Three of Xing Jiangxin's four puppets were torn apart, and Negative Yin Jun's wrist was torn off, but it is growing back at an alarming speed. Chun was stabbed into the back by Dao Zong, dripping with blood...

Fortunately, none of them were in danger of life.

Chu Han put the long sword back into its sheath: "Send everyone to the medical center to heal your wounds."

It was cold in the middle of the night.In the medical hall, Chu Hanjin expressed He Yuelin's conjecture: "I'm afraid someone took advantage of Xue Wuya's death to lure us here on purpose, trying to catch us all." He did not say that one of the murderers was a member of the Six Sects.

Xing Jiangxin was so angry that he almost shattered the table with his palm, and cursed: "It must be done by people of the evil way! After the last battle between the immortals and demons, the evil way and my righteous way were both resting and recuperating, but some hot wars Constantly, always waiting for opportunities to invade our world. Now, they have launched an offensive on the surface. The piano demon who defected from the righteous way to the evil way is the proof."

Lord Yinyin shook his fan gloomyly: "This matter needs more thinking." He seemed to think of something, and asked: "Mr. Yuezhao, you said just now that someone has been walking with you?"

Speaking of Yuelin, Chu Hanjin nodded: "That's right."

"Who is Yue Lin?"

How should I introduce him?Chu Han opened his lips now, but they got stuck.

Mu Lianchun looked disdainful: "It's just a disciple." Sensing the deep meaning of Lord Negative Yin, he asked, "Is there anything weird about him?"

Chu Hanjin looked thoughtful, and said after a while: "No, it's just a..."

Thinking about it, the voice lowered, "People who have a relationship with me."

"Prevention is essential, Junior Brother, be careful in everything." After Mu Lianchun finished speaking, several elders from Yuanshan Dao came over and led him into the inner room, and then sent letters to each sect overnight to secretly inform them of the matter. Do not advertise.

It was already midnight when Chu Han finished his work today, and he walked back to the palace under the moonlight. A linden tree was planted at the gate of the palace, covering the sky and the sun. The shadow of the tree was dazzling under the moonlight. Tall and slender in black.

It seems that someone is arguing.

Chu Tong waved his hands desperately: "I said, don't go in!"

Yue Lin: "Not allowed to enter? The closest relatives of Mr. Yuezhao are not allowed to enter?"

Chu Tong rolled his eyes: "What kind of close relative are you? I haven't heard of it? Besides, if you really want to come in, I'll let Mr. Yuezhao go back to his bedroom. I'll inform him that he can only come in if he agrees. Anyway, you can't come in now. Enter."

Yue Linyin said with a dark face: "Little boy, I just said a few words to you because I was too lazy to wait at the door and didn't want to force my way in. You don't even want to lose face?"

Chu Tong snorted: "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it!"

He looked behind Yue Lin, his eyes lit up: "Mr. Yuezhao!"

Hearing the sound, Yue Lin pressed the scabbard tightly with his hand, turned his head, brushed a strand of hair mixed with sandalwood with the tip of his nose, and the white clothes passing lightly passed by, like the moonlight shining in the courtyard.

Chu Hanjin glanced at him sideways, without saying a word, he raised his hand and pushed open the door.

Yue Lin was about to follow in, but was blocked by Chu Tong: "Who said you were allowed in?"

Yue Lin lowered his eyelashes, wanting to change into his previous temperament, and slapped him into the wall, at this moment he gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "But he didn't say he wouldn't let me in."

Indeed, the rich gate is not closed.

Chu Tong said in amazement: "I didn't say please come in, and I didn't say see off the guests. This is the first time I saw Mr. Yuezhao so unwilling to talk to anyone."

Yue Lin: "..."

Chu Tong nunu raised his cheeks: "Then you come in!"

Yue Lin stepped into the cold and quiet palace, walked a few steps along the bluestone slab, turned his head and waved his sleeve lightly towards Chu Tong's ankle. "Ouch!" Chu Tong fell to the ground and scrambled for a while before getting up, gritting his teeth angrily as he watched Yue Lin leave calmly.

Yue Lin cursed secretly, "There are no rules, I saw that I want to be called Yuezhao Jun's husband", walked to the side palace, saw Chu Hanjin open the door and Shi Shiran walked in, but immediately closed the door again.

Enter?

Still not in?

Yue Lin stared at the door and thought for a moment, then simply raised his hand and pushed the door open.

Behind the veil, Chu Han is now untying the armor of his shoulder jacket. Half of his high-tied hair is hanging down, and his face is turned sideways. The tip of his slender nose is covered with slightly drooping eyelashes, making his brows and eyes cold and reserved. Expensive.

Such a serious scene of changing the battle clothes, but no matter how you look at it, it is so natural, Yue Lin unconsciously clenched his teeth, and stepped on the stone bricks.

Sensing the movement, Chu Hanjin looked towards the door: "Who?"

Yue Lin: "Me."

Chu Hanjin quickly gathered the clothes that had slid down to his shoulders, parted the veil with the tip of his sword, and looked down slightly with his long and narrow eyes, not knowing whether it was anger or forbearance:

"I'm changing clothes, please go out first."

Yue Lin said leisurely: "You change. I don't know how many times I've seen you change your clothes in the past."

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught the long sword that Chu Hanjin was throwing angrily, held it in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Why are you still angry? I'll just go out."

He stood outside the door, and soon heard the sound of the door opening.Chu Hanjin changed into a jade-white robe with deep patterns embroidered on the cuffs. His black hair hangs down, his eyebrows and eyes are more and more delicate, his lips are red and his teeth are white, but his voice is cold:

"Visit late at night, is there anything?"

Yue Lin stepped in, didn't reply, looked left and right at the furnishings of the dormitory: "There is a piano and a sword hanging, so elegant."

"..."

Chu Hanjin's eyes followed him.

Yue came to the desk and sat down, poured a bowl of tea, and drank it with ease: "I'm here for nothing. I'm just thinking about you. If you have any doubts about the memory you lost, you can ask me. I'm here to replace you." You figured it out."

Chu Hanjin looked alert, and after standing for a while, he sat down beside him.He didn't completely trust him at this time, and wanted to ask a question, but seeing Yuelin skillfully filtered the new tea twice, poured him a cup: "You drink."

"..."

Chu Han doesn't drink the first and second teas today, the water quality is rough, and drinking it will grind his throat.

Yue Lin knows this.

Chu Hanjin took the teacup, stared at the clear yellow tea soup, and said nothing.

Yue Lin asked again: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Chu Hanjin: "Not yet."

Yue Lin stood up and said, "Then I'll cook for you first, and we'll talk while we eat." He went to the back kitchen, and he was also skillful, dug out vegetables and noodles, made a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and brought them to the table, "You Yangchun noodles, which I usually like to eat, will be dealt with overnight."

It was indeed Chu Hanjin's childhood experience.

Chu Hanjin picked up the chopsticks and found that there was no green onion in them.

He doesn't eat things that are irritating and cold, and Yue Lin also knows this.

Chu Hanjin finally felt extremely strange, stopped his chopsticks several times, and looked at Yuelin repeatedly.Yue Lin seemed to understand, lowered his head and asked, "Would you like vinegar? Or do you want a drawer of steamed buns?"

"..."

He actually knew about Chu Hanjin's eating habits.

Chu Hanjin reluctantly said: "It's too late, it's good like this, don't bother."

He picked up a chopstick of fine noodles with the tip of his chopsticks and brought it to his mouth.

He likes to eat soft noodles, dipped in soup, easy to eat, plus one or two green vegetables, the taste is refreshing and clean, and the soft noodles will not feel greasy, which is excellent for filling the stomach.

After the noodles met the bottom, Chu Han took out the bowl, scooped up the noodle soup with a spoon, and delivered it to his mouth.

Yue Lin suddenly said "Huh?": "So you still drink soup?"

The rules of Yuanshan Dao are to cherish food and not waste it. From the suzerain to the outer disciples, eat as much as you can, and the bottom of the bowl must be clean.

Chu Han put down the spoon and looked up at him.

Yue Lin propped his chin with one hand, and played with the tea lid with his slender fingers boredly, repeatedly opening and closing the lid: "I remember when you were with me, you never drank soup when you ate Yangchun noodles, and you refused to drink it no matter how coaxed you were, saying The soup base tastes too strong, not suitable for drinking, very squeamish, and extremely self-willed."

He raised his eyes and lazily said, "I didn't expect you to drink soup."

Chu Hanjin clenched his fingers slightly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

In fact, since he was a child, he didn't like soup when eating noodles.

When he was young, he was used to it by his mother. He didn't drink, and he threw away his chopsticks and left after eating.

After his mother and father passed away, he began to abide by the rules of the Yuanshan Road, and only finished the soup every time he ate noodles, but he frowned every time, and he didn't like it in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Yue Lin even knew this.