One hundred and three times, back to the cold, the end of the hero

Both Yun Qing and Hu Hanmei were silent, and finally Yun Qing spoke first. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

She kept her voice as soft as possible: "Congratulations on your return to the world."

"You were the one who killed me." Hu Hanmei's expression was a little cold, and she had been tired of pretending to smile after she had walked between life and death.

Yun Qing smiled softly. She shook her head and said, "It's not that I killed you, it's that this chaotic world can no longer tolerate that celestial fox."

Hu Hanmei seemed to be touched by him, and finally he was cautious: "Who are you?"

"I want to know too." Yun Qing looked at her with her eyes closed, so she looked quiet and soft.

Hu Hanmei was almost unable to associate her with the fierce and violent demon cultivator in front of her, she said, "Don't give me lip service!"

Yun Qing's expression was somewhat helpless: "Now he is a disciple of the Six Paths of Yan Mozong. Before this, he was a loose cultivator. I really don't know if I go further."

"How did you steal the Book of Heaven?" Hu Hanmei seemed to be loyal to the old master, the Demon Dao Sage, and he never forgot to ask her this.

"It was taken." Yun Qing did not change his face.

"Steal away!" Hu Han's brows were fierce.

"Take it." Yun Qing insisted.

"Steal away!" Hu Hanmei persisted.

Yun Qing looked at her for a while, but in the end she didn't plan to argue with her any more: "It's what you say it is."

"I said it was you who stole the book from heaven!"

Yun Qing smiled and nodded: "Well, it's me."

Hu Hanmei was about to say, "Then return it to my Hundred Thousand Mountains quickly", but immediately remembered that he might not be a person of Hundred Thousand Mountains anymore.

"What's my current condition?" Hu Hanmei asked.

Yun Qing didn't mind her tone, and sat down and slowly explained to her: "This body is a mortal person, with mediocre aptitudes and very average roots. He cultivated the Dao late, so he shouldn't have much potential..."

Hu Hanmei's face became more and more gloomy after hearing this, it is better to let her die if she lives like this.

But Yun Qing changed the topic and said again: "The original owner of this body is acquainted with me. She has the inheritance of the Yellow Emperor on her body. The sage just now has helped you to recover, can you try it?"

Hu Hanmei was startled: "Inheritance of the Yellow Emperor?"

"Well, the original owner entered the Dao with the way of medicine, but you can try to walk from the aspect of humane expedition." Yun Qing thought about it for a while, and then suggested.

"What's your relationship with the master of your body?" Hu Hanmei's intuition has always been sensitive. en8.

Yun Qing's expression hardly changed, she said with a light smile, "I know."

Hu Hanmei wanted to say something, but Yun Qing stopped her: "Okay, I've already told you the situation. Lord Saint saved you so that you could serve him, not chatting here."

"What does he want me to do?" Hu Hanmei is a master who will take vengeance and repay kindness.

Yun Qing also doesn't know what the Sage of the Devil's Way is planning now. According to his layout method, I am afraid that the move he takes now will not be seen until a hundred years later. So Yun Qing was ready to talk nonsense: "Stay with me..."

"What are you doing!!" An angry voice rushed into the ears of the two from the door, Yun Qing turned around and saw the wooden door flying towards Hu Hanmei.

Hu Hanmei is now an ordinary person who has not entered the Dao, so Yun Qing can only help her to block, and then said to Long Huai with an angry face: "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing with you!?" Long Huai was aggressive, and there was a tendency for Yun Qing to demolish the house immediately if she couldn't give her a satisfactory answer.

Yun Qing explained warmly: "Accompany me... go to Nanfeng University 6."

Hu Hanmei's charming eyes swept across Long Huai, and then mocked coldly, "This is your puppy?"

Long Huai couldn't see her intriguing appearance, he grabbed the door frame and tried to lift it: "Vixen, who are you calling a dog!"

"You!" Hu Hanmei raised his eyebrows coldly.

"Look at me today if I don't beat you so much that you don't even know your grandma!"

Yun Qing held Long Huai down and said before she had a seizure, "Let's go together then."

Long Huai was a little smug, but immediately raised his face: "Hmph, since you begged this princess, then this princess will accompany you reluctantly."

Hu Hanmei still had that cold and disgusting expression: "Childish and ridiculous."

Yun Qing rubbed his brows and explained the trip to Nanfeng between the two of them: "This time, we're not going to the war zone of Nanfeng University. We're going to the ancient battlefield on the edge of Hanlai City."

"Who are you calling naive and ridiculous!" Long Huai was about to be mad at this woman of unknown origin.

Seeing that the two of them were really not getting along, Yun Qing had to make a long story short: "In short, we are going to explore the ancient battlefield of the Battle of the Heavens. Let's go now, Princess, you hurry up and prepare."

"I have nothing to prepare." Long Huai said immediately.

"Then go now." Yun Qing said and glanced at Hu Hanmei, she also stood up, looking very cooperative.

Yun Qing sighed and walked out the door, thinking that she was going to Hanlai City this time anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem. Bringing Long Huai on the road would be faster, but bringing Hu Hanmei to help her find some suitable humane Gongfa. As the orthodox Six Dao Yan Mozong, there must be no such thing. As for the holy land of the world, Hu Hanmei and Yunqing are not willing to provoke.

This time, went to the ancient battlefield to find a way to resolve the hostility, so simply went there and took a look. You must know that not only the immortals fell during the battle of the sky, but also countless human beings. Dig a circle over there. Should get something.

Take a step back, if you can't dig, isn't there a living Han Sheng from Moling's direct descendant there?

While Yun Qing was calculating whether she could take down the Cold City Lord with Long Nv, A Mang, and Hu Hanmei, she walked with a few people to the Great Movement Array.

Hanlai City, the City Lord's Mansion, was full of fire and chaos.

With his hands behind his back, Han Sheng stood in front of the door like a statue with a deep expression.

In front of him, there was a sea of ​​cultivators, all with greed eyes. They pushed one by one, and each wanted to squeeze into the city lord's mansion.

Han Sheng said solemnly, "What do fellow Daoists mean?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the people below suddenly fell silent, and even those noisy sounds could not be heard.

Han Linlin stood behind him, and his black eyes were about to burst into flames. These scattered cultivators surrounded the city lord's mansion for three days. Do they really think his father didn't dare to kill him?

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Someone in the crowd shouted: "City Lord Han, please step aside. Let's check to see if there are any demons, if not, then leave immediately, if there is..."

Han Linlin was about to curse, but was forced back by his father with a look.

When the orthodox demons lived in legends, their images were still very good. For thousands of years, they lived in the realm of no illusions, and they never conflicted with any Taoist lineage. The world occasionally talked about it and forgot it in a blink of an eye. But when the magic path really entered the world, there was an inexplicable panic among the loose cultivators.

Countless rumors and rumors began to spread wantonly. After the Demon Venerable Wuxiao showed his skills in the East China Sea, some people said that the nine demon sects were trying to unify all the sects, pushing the loose cultivators into a desperate situation. fear and disgust.

Demon Venerable Wuxiao had come to see the City Lord Han before, and the story of the two fighting against the law gradually spread. Many loose cultivators in the city began to take advantage of the theme. Every day, the City Lord's Mansion had to drive away such a group of people who came looking for trouble. Who knows whether they have a strong sense of justice and want to investigate the magic way, or are they waiting for an opportunity to threaten and try to ask Han Sheng about the inheritance of Mo Ling?

Ever since Han Sheng was defeated by Zhu Wuxia, his position in the loose cultivators suddenly plummeted. Many people said that he was not even as good as the juniors of the Demon Dao, and it must not be as difficult as imagined. Moreover, Zhu Wuxia also revealed the identity of Han Sheng's senior Mo Ling in the first battle, and now Han Sheng is simply an old man who carries the orthodox inheritance of Mo Ling but has no resistance.

When there are several lines of orthodox inheritance today, can it come so easily?

If someone dared to move the direct line of other holy places, let's not say whether they can beat it, even if they did, they would be called by the elders to smash the foundation and knock down the world. However, Moling Sword Pavilion is different. Mo Ling has been in the small world for a long time. There is no descendant in the world, only a lonely old man in Han Sheng.

Now that the world is in chaos, who else can the loose cultivators fight if they don't fight him?

Han Sheng has white hair, and standing in the sea of ​​​​fire really feels like a hero at the end of the road. He calmly said: "There is no magic way here, fellow Daoists, please come back."

Han Linlin was furious: "Kill the people in our house, and set fire to the house, father, you just let them get out?"

At first, Han Sheng was defeated by Zhu Wuxia. He was a little frustrated, but he figured it out later. Everyone has a day when they grow old. If you lose, you will lose. It's not a big deal. You can't win all your life. Even if he loses, Han Sheng is the most powerful man in his eyes.

But now this Han Sheng, who succumbed to a group of weaklings, made him feel hopeless.

He has always felt that a person's sword can grow old, but a strong heart will never weaken with age. It was these guys who came to provoke them, so what kind of sympathy did they have in the face of a group of murderers and arsonists? Han Sheng clearly has all the words and words, why is he unwilling to clean up this group of guys?

"City Lord Han, is it because you don't let us in because you have a ghost in your heart?"

Another gossip came from the crowd.

Han Linlin couldn't take it anymore, he drew his sword and stepped forward: "Come up and fight me if you have the guts, what a hero to hide in the crowd!"

"Retreat!" Han Sheng scolded.

"Yo yo yo, the young city lord has been stabbed in the foot, right? Is it because you harbored the magic way, and you wanted to kill a few of us because you were afraid of being discovered?"

"Yes, yes, although we are not really good men, but we are far less cunning than you, young city lord! Those who are sensible should move away quickly!"

Han Linlin was pulled by Han Sheng, the hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes were scarlet.

"City Lord Han, I haven't seen you for many years."

A girl in white appeared out of thin air in front of the city lord's mansion, and greeted Han Sheng with a smile.

Han Sheng frowned and recognized that this person was the girl who was introduced to the devil's way by Zhu Wuxia ten years ago. He was about to say something, but he heard a loud noise from the scattered cultivators behind.

At this time, the crowd was excited, and a few brave people were about to rush into the city lord's mansion. One of them slapped the little girl away, but the moment he touched her, he let out a shrill cry. .

The few people behind him only saw a dark flame rise, and then a living person turned into a pile of scalding ashes, and a few people screamed and fled immediately.

The sky was gloomy, and the great sun, black sky, and demonic flames blended into the night. At this time, the scattered cultivators at the back couldn't see clearly, but they also felt that something had happened. Their hearts had already been filled with greed, so how could they take care of them? These, so they all pushed each other forward regardless of their health.

Yun Qing lowered her head, her expression gentle and quiet.

A sea of ​​flames ignited behind her, and a large piece of Sanxiu plunged into this mortal flame like moths. The burning crackling sound was mixed with the screams and wailing, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt, and there was a dead breath that was so strong that people wanted to vomit.

Looking at it from Han Linlin's point of view, just caught a glimpse of a fierce light flashing in Yun Qing's eyes.

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