You are like a star, I am a businessman

Han Jiao came back to his senses, this memory was too deep and depressing, Han Jiao couldn't calm down for a long time, Bai Xianghan couldn't get what he asked for, Su Yan's deep hatred, Yingling's remorse, he felt the same, and finally Bai Xianghan The feeling of being so desperate that he had to die made him unable to breathe.

"The gate of immortality lies between the eyebrows."

This was the last sentence that voice said to him before his consciousness was withdrawn.

The years experienced in the spiritual chain, but the reality is the blink of an eye.

Han Jiao shouted loudly to Rong Zhen, An Yimo, and Qin Xuan who were still fighting hard, "The life gate of the immortal lies between the eyebrows!"

Yingling was startled and paused, how could he know! ?Immediately after seeing the spirit chain in Han Jiao's hand, he instantly understood that it was Brother Xiang Han....

For a long time before this, Yingling tried countless times, but he was unable to penetrate the spiritual consciousness into the spiritual chain. The spiritual chain seemed to have a thick barrier, isolating him, and just now Han Jiao just grasped it lightly, Know all about their past.

Sure enough, it was you who refused to see me.

Ying Ling's tone was cold, and he repeated what he said just now: "Give me back the spirit chain."

Han Jiao said angrily, "Give it back to you? What qualifications do you have, Yingling! You have refused to let him go for ten years now! He doesn't want to see you, so you should die!"

Yingling smiled contemptuously, and jokingly said: "So what if he doesn't want to see me, as long as I don't die, he will never leave me!"

Han Jiao was furious: "Ying Ling! I have never seen such a brazen person. You hurt him deeply, how can you still have the face to pester him! You have killed countless people and committed a lot of crimes. You are the one who deserves the most damnation!"

Yingling smiled desolately, with endless pain: "Oh, I deserve to die, and I want to die too."

After finishing speaking, Yingling stopped attacking, stood still, and let the three of them attack together. Even though they knew the location of the Gate of Fate, they did not make any counterattacks. They felt hopeless and wanted to die.

Undead demons are easy to die and difficult to live. They exist in the world for thousands of years. They cannot be killed, nor can they exterminate themselves. The same is true for those who practice the secret art of immortality, they will live alone forever, and they will never lose their loved ones.

If someone wants to get rid of the undead demon, he must be a top expert in the world of cultivating immortals. Even if he knows the location of the gate of life, the person who sacrificed his life will definitely pay a very painful price. The world is very indifferent, perhaps no one would be so noble and selfless as to give up his life and cultivation just to get rid of a demon.

Of course, except for Rong Zhen, maybe everyone in Cangwu Mountain has all sentient beings in the world in their hearts, put their own life and death aside, and sacrificed their lives to save the world.

Rong Zhen was the first to bear the brunt, and he was ready to die in martyrdom. He didn't know that if he got rid of the undead demon, he would also suffer serious backlash, his life would be lost, and his five spirits would be scattered. Even if he burns everything, even if his soul is scattered, he still has to do this. Since he has assumed the position of head of Cangwu, he must take on the responsibility of protecting all living beings in the world. He is more suitable than anyone else, and he is obliged to do so.

Han Jiao noticed that a person beside him was holding a Changshu sword and rushed forward like the wind.

"Hey!? Don't go! Come back!" The man moved too fast, and the others were still in a daze, and they couldn't hold back. Han Jiao was stunned, his life was wrong, it was really a headache.

What is this man trying to do, is it an honor to die for nothing? !

Rong Zhen held the long Shu sword in his hand, pointed directly at the center of Yingling's eyebrows, the strong spiritual power collided with the devil energy, and the purple-black devil energy spread along the sword body to Rong Zhen's body. Erosion, severe pain spread all over his body, and the feeling that his soul was about to be torn apart made Rong Zhen frowned and sweated profusely, but he couldn't stop, once he stopped, all previous efforts would be wasted.

"Senior brother!!!" The other two shouted in pain, and wanted to rush forward to save their elder brother. Seeing this posture, Han Jiao stopped the desperate two in time and blocked their way.

Han Jiao said earnestly: "Don't go! If you rush up now, you will die if you are entangled by the demonic energy, and your life will be ruined in vain!! I have a way! Trust me." Han Jiao was confident and very firm.

"Hahahahaha!! Use my mediocre life to be buried with you, Master Cangwu, it's worth it!!" Yingling laughed wildly, but deep in his eyes was an unconcealable sadness and desolation.

Han Jiao turned to Yingling and shouted three times: "Shut up!! Impossible! You think beautifully!" This person was provoking An Yimo and Qin Xuan. Going up to die, even if he, Han Jiao, has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible for him to save three people with one person.

"Why are you so impulsive! You can't just die like this! What would we do without you Cangwu Mountain!!" Han Jiao rushed forward, pushed Rong Zhen away, and replaced him with the devilish energy. Rong Zhen was pushed aside by Han Jiao, The vain footsteps could no longer support him to stand, his chest stagnated, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Han Jiao had planned a long time ago. He originally wanted to bear the demonic energy himself. There are many demons and ghosts in the Western Regions. As far as the magic energy impact of top monsters is concerned, it can play very little role, but at least it won't die. Who would have thought that Rong Zhen, who is so quick-tempered, would rashly rush forward to kill him without listening to him finish his sentence? , can't be stopped.

The devilish energy was several times stronger than when it first started to radiate. Han Jiao clenched his teeth and tried to resist it, but he almost missed it. As soon as the devilish energy dissipated, the undead demon, which harmed the world, would disappear completely.

In just a split second, before An Yimo and Qin Xuan rushed up, all the demon energy had dissipated, and Han Jiao fell powerlessly beside Rong Zhen, staring at Rong Zhen... .

The two of them are so hurt that they can't say a word at all, they can only make eye contact with each other by winking...

Han Jiao: "..." Are you in pain?

Rong Zhen: "..." It hurts.

Han Jiao: "..." You should be disobedient.

Rong Zhen: "..."...Thank you.Rong Zhen slowly closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

Han Jiao: "...huh??..huh!!!.."

Fuck, buddy, you have to hold on, don't die, I have absorbed so much magic energy, what did I say, so irresistible?Weaker than me?Han Jiao couldn't speak and could only hum and squeeze his eyes wide open, but Rong Zhen couldn't see with his eyes tightly closed.

An Yimo and Qin Xuan stepped forward to carry Han Jiao and Rong Zhen, who were eroded by the evil energy and seriously injured, respectively.

Han Jiao absorbed most of the devilish energy, and the other half was absorbed into the exorcism talisman. When Han Jiao searched for the exorcism talisman in his arms with trembling hands, he found that the exorcism talisman had endured too much devil qi and had already shattered into pieces. Powder, Han Jiao felt the devilish energy rushing around in his body, and the power of the devilish energy was reduced by half under the resistance of the exorcism talisman. Although he was still seriously injured, at least he would not die.

To put it in an unlucky word, even if you die, your soul will not be scattered, and you can still be reincarnated and reincarnated as a human being.

Han Jiao looked at the fainted Rong Zhen on Qin Xuan's back, and silently complained, "I won't die!" !Rong Zhen, you can't die for me! !You owe me your life! !You're going to die, I'll go find someone!

The demonic energy finally dissipated, and Yingling fell back straight on the ground. Black blood spurted out from his mouth and flowed down his jaw to the ground, slowly gathering into a pool of blood. At this moment, someone walked in from outside the door A Taoist in a black and purple Taoist robe, with a black hair crown, holding a dust whisk, and carrying a sword wrapped in cloth on his back, the loose hair on his forehead can't hide the dark purple pattern on his left cheek.

He walked up to Yingling, stood still, didn't say a word, just quietly watched Yingling who was gradually becoming transparent and about to lose his soul.There was neither sadness nor joy on Taoist's face, he seemed to have known that Yingling would end like this.

Yingling lay on the ground, raised his head slightly, tried to open his eyes to look at the Taoist standing beside him, smiled bleakly, with relief in his smile, and said intermittently to the Taoist: "Master brother, I tried my best, take good care of Xiang Brother Han." Before the Taoist could reply, Yingling's body turned into powder and disappeared.

All the traces of Yingling in the lobby disappeared with Yingling's disappearance, and the ground where Yingling lay on just now, the black blood disappeared, and it was as clean as ever.

The Taoist in black and purple Taoist robe paused for a while, then turned around and walked towards Han Jiao and the four of them. Rong Zhen was temporarily placed on a straw-paved ground by Qin Xuan, and was sending spiritual power to Rong Zhen to help him. Rong Zhen suppressed the devilish energy that was running around in his body.

An Yimo was still carrying Han Jiao on his back, and Han Jiao patted An Yimo's back, motioning for him to put himself down, An Yimo put Han Jiao on a wooden bench, Han Jiao sat with no strength, his face was pale, Stimulating spiritual power, trying to suppress the demonic energy that was still raging in the body.

The Taoist in black and purple walked up to Han Jiao and An Yimo, bowed and said, "I am Su Yan."

Qin Xuan turned her head when she heard the sound, and said in shock, "You are the Taoist Yinshan who has disappeared for ten years!"

Su Yan nodded and admitted that after so many years of living in the mountains and being alone, he is not used to communicating with others.

Han Jiao dragged his heavy body and stood up tremblingly. An Yimo supported him and walked forward. Han Jiao handed over the spirit chain to Su Yan.

Han Jiao's tone was weak: "I know you, you are his elder brother."

Su Yan cupped his fists: "Today, Su Yan thank you all."

Han Jiao waved his hands, his pale face put on a righteous look, and said: "It should be done. It is my bounden duty to save the common people and help the world!" He patted himself on the chest, his sense of justice bursting, The eloquent problem started again.

One month ago, when Su Yan heard that Yingling was killing life and gathering souls, he immediately got up and went down the mountain to look for Yingling, trying to stop his crazy actions, but the Northern Territory is far away from Sichuan and Chongqing, one north and one south, thousands of miles away, waiting for him to come It was already too late when we arrived in Sichuan and Chongqing.

The streets in the city are dead silent, white flags are fluttering in the wind, paper money is everywhere, there is no life, there are broken coffins everywhere, and the murderous corpses wandering the streets. The murderous corpse grabbed and bitten to death.He subdued the murderous corpse and sealed it in the coffin, and told the coffin shop and the surviving people in Yizhuang to replace the coffins with peach wood to suppress evil.

He didn't know where Yingling was hiding. Today he saw the devilish aura on the mountain at the foot of the mountain. It was only today that he found out the exact location of Yingling. He rushed to the mountain in a hurry.

I haven't seen him for ten years. The appearance of the little junior brother from back then has not changed, but his aura has changed a lot. He was lying alone on the ground, dying. Before he could say a few words, he had already left and completely disappeared.

For ten years, she hid in the mountains, covered the past with dust, obliterated her heart, and the remaining hatred in her heart also drifted away with the wind along with Yingling.

The dead can still be reincarnated, but Yingling has no possibility of reincarnation.He came silently, and he left without any fuss. For 27 years, he experienced once in this world. Maybe he really just came to suffer. The most beautiful, most reluctant and most unforgettable memory of his life is that year, Green On the green mountains, on the narrow and long ancient road, a white, extremely gentle figure rushed towards him, gently took his empty and lonely hand, and told him: Junior brother, let's go home.

From then on, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, whether in this life or in the next life, he and his senior brother Xiang Han will never see each other again.

Han Jiao asked, "Prince Yinshan, what are you going to do?"

Su Yan stared at the spirit chain in his hand, the sadness in his heart was hard to express, he said: "The souls have been collected and sent to reincarnation, I hope that in the next life, I will join a good family and live a peaceful and stable life.

Han Jiao said: "He will definitely, he is a very good person, good people will always be rewarded with good things, God will definitely not treat him badly."

Han Jiao turned around, wanting to walk back to An Yimo's side, but in an instant, stars appeared on his head, and his eyes were pitch black.

Before he could say the damn thing that was about to come out, his body was out of control, and he fell straight down. The last picture he saw before losing consciousness was a blue figure rushing towards him. Han Jiao felt that he was falling. I fell into an extremely warm embrace, which made people feel at ease, and couldn't help falling into a deep sleep.

☆, first time into Cangwu

Han Jiao blocked the demon energy for Rong Zhen, passed out, and the heart eater was wiped out, An Yimo handed over the rest to Cangwu disciple, and flew back to Cangwu Mountain with Han Jiao Yujian.

An Yimo entrusts the seriously injured Han Jiao to Lin Qin, the master of the Ming Palace in Cangwu, who specializes in medicine and stone medicine.

Han Jiao slept for a long time, finally woke up, opened his eyes, saw a beautiful big face staring at him with big eyes fluttering in front of his face, Han Jiao yelled in fright, that face was also covered Han Jiao's sudden frightened Han Jiao also yelled.

Han Jiao kicked the man to the ground with a flying kick...

Regardless of the severe pain in his internal organs, Han Jiao sat up abruptly, got out of bed without even wearing shoes, and stepped on the man's chest.

"Say! Who are you! What are you going to do to me? Are you trying to plot something wrong!!" Han Jiao's tone was sharp, his expression was fierce, and he stepped hard.

Just kidding, Han Jiao has never suffered a disadvantage since he was a child.

The man lay on the ground, howling.

"You are a big man, what am I trying to figure out about you!! What do you have for me to figure out!!"

"Besides, you look like this, I should be asking you, what are you going to do to me, my God! It's unreasonable!" The man grabbed Han Jiao's ankle, trying to remove Han Jiao's foot from his chest .

The two Cangwu disciples belonging to the Ming Palace guarding outside the door heard the sound of fighting in the room and the screams of their own palace master.Come in to see what's going on.

Then, the two of them were shocked by the scene in front of them...

Their Dianzhu Lin was lying on the ground with his face upturned, while the man Dianzhu An brought back to the Ming Palace for treatment was only wearing a white undershirt, his clothes were disheveled, his hands were on his hips, and his eyes were fierce. , one foot still stepped on Lin Dianzhu's body.

"Hallmaster! Hallmaster!" The two disciples hurried over to rescue Lin Qin from Han Jiao's feet. Before they got close, they heard their own hallmaster screaming in a tone of despair: "Get out! Give me everything go out!!"

The two people stopped, stunned, and finally walked out resignedly, and closed the door by the way.

Lin Qin closed her eyes with ashes in her heart, oh my god, this old face is really embarrassing.He was not good at force, and Han Jiao was too rough, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape Han Jiao's big foot.

Lin Qin said to Han Jiao with great resentment: "I said hero, I saved you, why do you want to avenge your kindness? Are you a white-eyed wolf!" Han Jiao retracted the foot that was on Lin Qin's chest, and his hand He touched the back of his head, smiled awkwardly, and said embarrassedly: "I thought, I thought, you want...you want that..."

Lin Qin was furious when he heard this, a carp stood up straight from the ground, furious and furious, shouted loudly at Han Jiao: "What do you think! Molested you!? Brother, you and I are both men, Even if you misunderstand, you must find a reliable reason."

Han Jiao looked at Lin Qin, who was so angry that he almost set the house on fire, and felt that he was wronged, and obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm really sorry, okay, okay, I said it was a misunderstanding, I have to thank you It's a life-saving grace."

"I, Lin Qin, are magnanimous, so I don't care about today's affairs." Lin Qin patted the dust on his clothes, and then asked, "Who are you?"

Han Jiao: "A man."

Lin Qin: "...Nonsense, I'm asking where you are from!" He ran away.

Han Jiao: "A knight in the rivers and lakes, don't ask where you came from, don't ask where you're going, do you understand?"

Lin Qin raised his forehead, who did An Yimo save? It's the first time he's seen such an arrogant person standing on other people's territory. Okay, don't say it, don't say it. Ask again, turned around, and handed Han Jiao the medicine bowl that had been left aside for a long time and had cooled slightly.

"Hey, drink the medicine."

Han Jiao frowned, his expression was tangled. He had already smelled the bitterness in the whole room. It turned out that it was because of this bowl of medicine. Bitter, I don't drink."

Lin Qin is not happy anymore. This is the medicine that Palace Master Lin personally prepared and made. He spent a lot of effort to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease. After taking a sip, he will feel refreshed. After taking two sips, he will be alive and kicking. If it weren't for the fact that he was brought here by An Yimo If you were someone else, if you want to drink but still can't drink, this person is too flattering.

He continued to pass the medicine forward, and said seriously: "If you don't drink the medicine, how will your injury heal?"

Han Jiao continued to back away from the medicine bowl: "The man is strong and strong, so he doesn't need to drink medicine."

Lin Qin sneered: "How can you get better if you don't drink medicine? Do you know how badly you have been injured? Are you still strong? I know, you are just afraid of suffering. I'll just add some sugar to you." He took out a jar from the side cabinet, and there was white powder in the jar. Lin Qin took out a large spoonful with a spoon, put it into the medicine bowl, stirred it evenly, and then handed it to Han Jiao.

"I added a whole spoonful of sugar to you. It's not bitter anymore. Drink it, or you won't lose face."

Han Jiao took the medicine bowl hesitantly, Lin Qin would be so considerate?Just give him some face.Han Jiao closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be dead, and drank half a bowl in one go. The next second, Han Jiao felt that something was wrong, his fair face wrinkled into a ball, and he sprayed out all the medicine contained in his mouth.

This is not sugar, this guy clearly puts salt!Bitter and salty!

Lin Qin burst into laughter beside him, he didn't expect Han Jiao to really believe it, and even drank so much! !Han Jiao angrily threw the bowl on Lin Qin's head, and Lin Qin quickly avoided it.

"Dare to play me, see if I don't beat you all over the place!"

Han Jiao yelled up to the sky, and rushed up angrily, thinking that catching Lin Qin would be a fat beating. He was running, with bare feet and no shoes, and there was medicinal soup on the ground, which was extremely slippery, and the soles of his feet slipped. Watch out, fall face down and defenseless on the ground.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha." Lin Qin couldn't stop laughing, he thought how could there be such a stupid person, it was really fun.

He was sent to Cangwu Mountain by his family because he was too stubborn since he was a child. I hope he can put away his stubbornness, practice hard, and shine on the lintel. When he came to Cangwu Mountain, he found that Cangwu had many rules, and the people inside were all He is old-fashioned, and he doesn't even have a single person who can play with him. It's the first time he has met such a fun person in so many years.

Lin Qin looked at Han Jiao who was lying in front of him, motionless, he stopped laughing, wondering, I'll go, this man won't just fall to his death.

Walking in front of Han Jiao, I wanted to squat down to have a look, but suddenly felt a hand grabbing my ankle, and then pulled back violently, Lin Qin lost her balance and fell back on her back, onto the black puddle. in the medicine stain.

Ouch!My old waist! !

When An Yimo came in, he saw such a scene. There were two people on the ground, one was lying on his stomach and the other was lying down. The ground was completely dark, and there were a few pieces of broken porcelain. He was confused. What's going on?

Thinking of Lin Qin's stubborn temper and Han Jiao's inability to calm down, he guessed more than half of it, shook his head helplessly, and stepped forward to help the two of them up one by one.Lin Qin stood up tremblingly while supporting his waist, Han Jiao still sat on the ground and hugged An Yimo's thigh tightly and did not let go.

"It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable, this is how you Cangwu treat guests, the master of Cangwu bullies the weak, bullies the weak."

Shocking, heart-piercing, An Yimo was so startled that he was stunned in place, sweating profusely. Lin Qin was unhappy, with one hand on his hips, and the other pointing at Han Jiao, his hands trembling in anger.

"Why did I bully the weak? Tell me clearly, you are such a big man, are you weak? You! When you stepped on me just now, why didn't you say that you are weak? You still have the face to cry here, you lose No shame!"

Not to be outdone, Han Jiao turned to Lin Qin and retorted: "I'm not ashamed! I'm bothering you by crying? Who gave me that black medicine with salt! Who made me fall to the ground Can't stand up! Don't you know what to do!"

After finishing speaking, he continued to bury his face in An Yimo's clothes, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Mo, you have to make the decision for me."

Brother Mo... this name... Lin Qin had goosebumps all over his body, and An Yimo was also scorched by Lei's skin.

Lin Qin roared in his heart, it's good enough, he's so nasty, he can really scream, he's also a talent,

An Yimo looked at the two people, and he found the right one. Cangwu Mountain will not have a clean life in the future. He held back his smile, touched Han Jiao's messy and furry head, and comforted softly: "Okay, okay, Get up quickly and see if there is any further injury." Since returning to Cangwu, An Yimo changed his cold temperament, and instead became as warm as jade, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Han Jiao secretly thought, An Yimo was still reasonable, gentle and elegant, unlike that Lin Qin who looked like a palace master.But what did An Yimo use to wash and wash his clothes, the fragrance was light and elegant, really nice.

Han Jiao reluctantly let go of An Yimo's clothes, and stood up with An Yimo's support.

"Pfft."

Seeing Han Jiao's appearance at this time, An Yimo couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. He saw that Han Jiao's beautiful face was covered with medicine dregs and turned black. He still didn't forget to look down at himself. Sure enough, the hem of the clothes was blackened by Han Jiao.

Han Jiao was puzzled, what are you laughing at? ?what's so funny? ?

Lin Qin didn't forget to make up the knife at the side: "Big face!! Hahahaha!!"

Han Jiao touched his face and looked at the black stains on his hands. He understood that he had become a big black face, and he was really mad at him. Gently wiped the medicine on Lin Qin's face.

Lin Qin was taken aback by Han Jiao who suddenly rushed up, and then touched his own face, it was indeed dark.

"Depend on!!"

"If you make me laugh at me, you're a big face!!" Han Jiao stuck out his tongue at Lin Qin and made a grimace.Lin Qin made a gesture to rush forward.

An Yimo secretly screamed that it was not good, so he hurried forward and stood between the two to separate them, otherwise they would have to fight based on their temperaments.

The author has something to say: The happy life of Xiao Jiaojiao and Xiao Momo has begun.

☆Daily life in Cangwu Mountain ([-])

The two friends were quietly washing their faces by the water spring pool, and they were furiously far away, with An Yimo in the middle, not interfering with each other, and no one paid attention to the other.

"Ah Jiao, the injury on my body is better. I played too much just now, so it hasn't recurred." An Yimo asked with concern, and handed a towel to Han Jiao.

Han Jiao heard An Yimo call himself, A Jiao? ?He raised his head and gave An Yimo a weird look, he just thought it was him who was yelling casually, and didn't think much about it.

Han Jiao took the towel and gave Lin Qin a hard look at Lin Qin who was washing his face seriously: "Thanks to him, I'm fine."

An Yimo smiled and said, "You guys don't know each other. Let me introduce you. This is Han Jiao, the son of Han who rescued the elder brother in Sichuan and Chongqing and helped us Cangwu a lot. This is my fifth brother." Junior Brother, Master of Cangwu Ming Palace, Lin Qin."

Han Jiao snorted coldly and dismissed it: "He is the only one who is still the master of the palace, so there is no one in Cangwu?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qin said unconvinced: "Don't look down on me, I am the best medical skill in Cangwu, and even in the whole world."

Han Jiao perfunctory: "Okay, okay, Lord Lin, what you said is right." How could he not believe it so much.

Lin Qin jumped angrily: "Hey? You!!"

An Yimo saw that his posture was not right again, so he quickly tried to persuade him: "Okay, fifth junior brother, Ajiao's injury is still not healed, and I have to ask you to take care of me in the future."

Lin Qin crossed his arms, pouted his lips and raised his chin in Han Jiao's direction, saying, "It depends on whether someone rewards me, whether they give me this chance."

After Han Jiao wiped his face, he threw the towel to Lin Qin: "Yes, of course I will. Thanks to Lord Lin for taking care of me personally, Han is very grateful!" With a snort, he turned and walked into the room.

"Look at him, is this an attitude of begging for help?!" Lin Qin pointed at the back of the swaggering, bohemian figure.

An Yimo patted Lin Qin on the back, motioning him to follow.

Lin Qin'an Yimo followed behind, only to see Han Jiao lying on his back on the bed, and covered himself with a quilt. After so much tossing around, he was really tired, and could fall asleep just by closing his eyes.

An Yimo didn't bother anymore, and told Lin Qin to take good care of Han Jiao, and he would come to the door to thank him in person some other day. Lin Qin said that the second elder brother was too polite, and my brother, don't worry, he will definitely treat this weird temper People take good care of.Then An Yimo returned to his Qing Palace to deal with the affairs in the palace.Lin Qin was sitting on the table next to the bed, holding a book of medicine, and studied it carefully. Although he was a little fun, he was sincerely interested in medical skills. At a young age, he sat in the position of the master of the Ming Palace.

Within less than a stick of incense, Han Jiao suddenly woke up from the dream. It was that dream again. Han Jiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The feeling of being soaked in sweat was really uncomfortable. He turned his head and saw Lin Qin next to him.

"I also ask Master Lin to help me find a thinner quilt for the bed. This quilt is too thick and it's really hot!" Han Jiao shouted.

Lin Qin turned her head when she heard the sound, and watched Han Jiao lift the quilt. She was covered in sweat. She was afraid that he would catch a cold. Even though there had been many quarrels before, it was considered the benevolence of the doctor. She quickly took out a thin quilt from the cabinet and threw it to Han Jiao. bright.

Han Jiao hugged the quilt, turned around, turned his back to Lin Qin, and continued to sleep contentedly.

"Master Lin! I want to drink water!"

Lin Qin poured a cup of tea and handed it to Han Jiao.

"Master Lin, I'm hungry!"

Lin Qin brought out a plate of freshly baked dim sum from the kitchen and handed it to Han Jiao, but Han Jiao refused to take it.

"Master Lin, my hand is hurt and it hurts." Han Jiao blinked his big innocent eyes, opened his mouth, and waited for Lin Qin to come to feed him.

Lin Qin had black lines on his face, it was because he was taking him for something, ordering him around.In a fit of anger, he put the plate of snacks on the small cabinet next to the bed, and left a sentence, if you like to eat or not, turn around and leave, and Han Jiao rolls on the bed happily.

Hahaha, oops, it's really fun, it seems that the days in Cangwu won't be boring anymore.

I don't know how Yun Ping is doing in Qingming Mountain, I miss her a little bit.

At this time, in the mud hall of Qingming Mountain, Jiang Ku was practicing double knives in the martial arts field. She sneezed suddenly and was caught off guard, causing her to almost lose her waist.She fixed her figure, who is talking about me? ?

It was not until the setting sun was setting that Han Jiao had just woken up when he was shocked by the crowd who stepped into the Ming Palace. He was so frightened that he quickly sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and got out of bed. Putting on a coat, I saw that his room was full of people, all of them were disciples of Cangwu, and it was dark and blue. Han Jiao wondered, what's going on? ?

It turns out that everyone in Cangwu knows that when he was in Chuanyu City, Han Jiao sacrificed his life to save others and saved his own head. He is Cangwu's great benefactor, and he also eliminated the top-level monsters and undead demons. Come to thank and watch , What kind of person is that Mr. Han? He is so powerful.

The leader is Rong Zhen, the head of Cangwu. Although he was seriously injured and has not recovered, he is the head of the sect after all, and he is also the head of Cangwu, the number one sect of immortal cultivation. Poor, not hurt to the point of being bedridden.

Apart from Lin Qin, there are four other people behind Rong Zhen, among them are An Yimo and Qin Xuan, both of whom Han Jiao knows, but the other two, Han Jiao feels strange, a strange man, serious and dressed in moon white Long robes, not wearing Cangwu costumes, but wearing Cangwu's unique jade badge on the waist, and a woman in a blue gown, with a peerless temperament, with a faint smile, the sense of alienation disappears, making people feel close.

Rong Zhen said enthusiastically: "Young Master Han, let me introduce you. This is He Su, the master of Cangwu Han Palace, my third junior brother." Rong Zhen pointed at the man.I saw that man's face was like a crown of jade, with an extraordinary bearing, but his expression was indifferent, as cold as ice, with no emotion at all. Standing beside him, one could feel the innate coldness emanating from that man. In Cangwu, what kind of person is he, the master of some temple?Han Jiao was thinking blindly.

"Oh, Dianzhu He, he is famous and has been admired for a long time." Han Jiao was polite on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart.

My God, that is the master of the Han Palace, He Su, who can read people's hearts, so stay away from him.Han Jiao secretly thought.

"I don't know, why is Mr. Han dissatisfied with this subordinate? Why do you want to stay away from this subordinate?" He Su asked in his cold voice.

! ! !Han Jiao was startled, it was true! ! !

Han Jiao put away his surprise, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I have long heard that Dianzhu He understands people's hearts and has clever calculations. Seeing him today, he really lives up to his reputation. Mr. Han admires him."

Then Rong Zhen pointed to the woman again, and introduced: "This is Wen Fuliu, the master of Cangwuyue Palace, my fifth junior sister."

Wen Fuliu, the lord of Moon Palace, is the only female lord of Cangwu. Her father is Wen Qi, the owner of Yunqi Villa. Refined, elegant as blue, with a smile on the corner of his mouth from time to time, no sense of distance, approachable, compared with He Su, it is one south and one north, two extremes.

"Dianzhu Wen, I have heard it a long time ago, the master of the Moon Palace, a hero among women, met today, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Han Jiao's eyes glowed when he saw a beautiful woman. He didn't know at this time that this Wen Fuliu would become his biggest rival in love. Of course, this did not refer to what happened between him and An Yimo, but to the relationship between him and Jiang Kuzhi. What's up!

"The rumors all praise Mr. Han for his understanding of righteousness and his sacrifice to save others. When I saw Mr. Han today, he is indeed no ordinary person." Wen Fuliu said.

"Where there is, it should be."

A few people were chatting, Han Jiao looked around suspiciously, and asked, "I heard that Cangwu Mountain has seven palace masters, why did I only see six of them today?"

Qin Xuan said: "Junior brother is in seclusion and doesn't know what's going on outside. When he leaves the seclusion, I will definitely bring him to meet Mr. Han in person."

Han Jiao repeatedly waved his hands: "Oh, you are too polite, don't bother, this is what I should do."

Han Jiao looked at Lin Qin who was obediently standing next to Rong Zhen, usually he was quite arrogant in front of him, why is he so obedient today, he became playful, and joked: "It turns out that the ranking of Master Lin of Ming Palace is not the youngest. Yeah, I always thought you were the youngest." Han Jiao started his flirting mode again.

Not to be outdone, Lin Qin rolled his eyes at Han Jiao regardless of the presence of his senior brothers and sisters, and replied, "You are the youngest."

Han Jiao continued to rant: "You are so naive, it's a pity not to be the youngest."

Lin Qin replied: "I think you are the youngest at home, go out and see everyone is the youngest."

Han Jiao snorted and patted his chest: "Impossible, I'm the boss!"

He was right, his adoptive father, Yin Bang, has no sons or daughters, and he doesn't even have a partner, so he only accepted him as a adoptive son.

Others looked at the two: "..."

An Yimo said, just get used to it...

Han Jiao was a little curious about the youngest who had been retreating all the time, she was mysterious and she had never seen what she looked like, but everyone said that he was a very beautiful man, yes, he was beautiful, and he was a man.An Yimo's appearance was already extremely outstanding. Han Jiao looked around at the six masters of the palace and Cangwu's disciples standing beside him. All of them were very good-looking and seductive, each with its own merits. This Cangwu is indeed a good place. Even people are so good-looking.

Everyone greeted and thanked in turn, expressing that they would not disturb Mr. Han's rest, got up and went back to the halls, and went their own way, and Han Jiao also fell clean.

Only An Yimo stayed and did not leave with the others.

Han Jiao looked at An Yimo who was still standing there, and asked, "Master An, is there anything else?"

An Yimo smiled gently, and answered irrelevant questions: "Ajiao, you're welcome, just call me Yimo from now on."

Han Jiao looked at the unusual An Yimo strangely. He didn't pay attention to the name An Yimo called himself until now.