This sword was a little weird except for the spells on the sword. But Zhan Zhan saw that Han Feixie pulled out the sword and stood still, as if he had entered a state of meditation, and he pushed him strangely.

A fire yang energy came over Han Feixie's body, and he could only sit down and practice helplessly.

When he finished practicing, he opened his eyes and saw...

Two colds are not evil.

Han Yunfei is also the eldest son of the Han family, and has such a handsome face, but as long as he has seen him and Han Feixie, he will never admit it. Han Yunfei is only about forty years old, and the weight in his eyes is far greater than what he should have at his age. At this time, the person standing in front of Han Feixie still maintains a handsome face that is as young as Han Feixie, without seeing the vicissitudes of time.

Perhaps it is because of the soul body that there are no defects such as wrinkles, pimples, freckles, and so it looks younger?

Han Feixie saw Zhan Zhan looking at Han Yuqing's eyes straight and hummed unhappily.

Zhan Zhan said: "Senior Han?"

Han Yuqing turned his head blankly to look at him, looking dull.

Zhan Zhan asked Han Feixie with his mouth: Are you stupid?

Han Feixie said: "It's like this when it comes out." Han Yuqing's soul was found by him with the fire yang energy in the sword, otherwise Han Yuqing would always be trapped in the sword body that was no longer visible to the sun.

Zhan Zhan said: "Can he cultivate the soul?" He was soft-hearted and short-handed. He used Han Yuqing's Yuan Dan, and felt guilty in his heart. He wanted to repay him when he found an opportunity.

Han Feixie did not answer positively, raised his eyebrows and said, "You care about him."

Zhan Zhan stared at him with a strange look.

"What do you want to say?"

"…It hasn't been long since the state of Sword God was lifted, have you not had a psychological adaptation process?"

Han Feixie said: "How do you need to adapt?"

Zhan Zhan opened his mouth, "You, you haven't been jealous for a long time." Han Feixie, who was finally used to being jealous, has not yet consolidated it. Seeing that this trend is about to be adjusted back? Zhan Zhan thought depressedly: He is no longer young and cannot withstand such back and forth struggles.

Han Feixie said: "Do you want me to make up for it?"

“… Actually, there is nothing good to eat.”

Han Feixie nodded, "I'm not jealous."

Zhan Zhan said: "Then you were just..."

"I'm just expressing my mood."

Zhan Zhan: "..." You are just jealous!

But the past historical lessons told him that arguing with Hanba was useless. He tactfully changed the topic and said, "Are we successful now? You are now the heir to the Qilin Sword God. Let's go out to challenge Qi Shiduo!"

Han Feixie said: "If you were Qi Shiduo, would you admit that your enemy suddenly became the orthodox heir of your family?"

Zhan Zhan sighed and said, "Do you still have to fight?" What did they run in? Is it just to shoot a shot in the forbidden area?!

Han Feixie sneered: "If what the Lin Sword God said is true, then the Qilin family and the whole family are practicing witchcraft. This alone is enough to make the entire Divine Sword Continent attack it."

Zhan Zhan was in a state of spirit, "This is good. Let's go out and announce it immediately, bringing the Qi Divine Sword and the suicide note of the Lin Jian God... By the way, is the frozen corpse the Lin Jian God? Should we take it away as physical evidence?"

Han Feixie said: "It should be. I think Qi Sword God will not tell others about the disagreement between him and Lin Jian Shen, so Lin Jian Shen stored his body in a cage and could be worshipped by the children of the Qilin family."

Zhan Zhan said: "Will they not wonder why she is in the cage?"

"They grew up in the Qilin family. The first time they saw Lin Jian God was in a cage. At that time, they didn't think about the reason behind this. When they learned to think, they were used to it. Only outsiders like you would raise questions." Han Feixie paused, "Maybe this is also one of the intentions of Lin Jian God doing this."

Zhan Zhan sighed, "That's right. If it were people from the Qilin family, they would have chosen the wrong choice in that smelly house."

“There are many people who chose the wrong one.”

“Huh?”

"Why do you think there is smelly?"

Zhan Zhan flashed, "It's not a corpse, is it? Should he die if he chooses another one? Those are all children of the Qilin family, she is really cruel?"

Han Feixie said: "If she can't make up her mind, it won't be our turn."

Zhan Zhan said astonished: "No wonder as the saying goes, the needle behind the wasp is the most toxic to the woman's heart."

Han Feixie smiled and said, "Your choice is wise."

Zhan Zhan looked at Han Feixie's radiant handsome face, and swallowed with a dry smile. He dared to bet that if Han Feixie really got angry, he would definitely be more poisonous than all the women combined...

"What are you thinking?" Han Feixie was dissatisfied with him being distracted when he was talking to him.

"I think if I cheat..." Zhan Zhan suddenly shivered, and saw Han Feixie staring at him with a gloomy face, and hurriedly said, "I mean the situation is developing! If the situation is not as we expected, Zhu Wan and the others may have encountered danger outside, and the Qilin family may be stronger than we imagined..." Although he felt that he had already brought the words back, why was Han Feixie's expression still so gloomy and terrifying?

Han Feixie found that he was scared of him, sighed slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his hair affectionately and said, "Don't say these things that would make me misunderstand."

Zhan Zhan said: "You understand it too strongly."

"Even if I imagined it... I can't stand it." Han Feixie did not hide his own desire for possession.

Zhan Zhan said: "You said, will your sword god recover?" After only half a day, he missed the calm and indifferent Han Feixie.

“We have learned how to get rid of it, haven’t we?”

"that……"

"You can't neglect your practice."

“…”

Han Feixie raised his sword and shook at Han Yuqing. He didn't know what Han Yuqing was thinking, but he went into the sword obediently.

Zhan Zhan remembered the soul-summing bell and missed it a little, "I don't know if the Qi Divine Sword has the function of the soul-summing bell."

Han Feixie held his hand and said, "Don't go to a place I can't see."

"... There should be more than the Sword God? You should be able to upgrade, right?" He didn't have high requirements, and just hoped that there would be a few days a month to make him relaxed and relaxed, and that he would not live in Han Feixie's vinegar jar all the time.

Han Feixie saw through his little thoughts at a glance, "I was not prepared last time, but I will prepare very well this time."

...

A picture popped up in Zhan Zhan’s mind—

Han Feixie was cross-legged and lying naked beside him waiting for him to complete his upgrade.

Han Feixie has a good memory, but it was on the premise that the road was still the same. When they left Baiyu Palace, they found that the scenery in front of them was no longer what they had seen before. The ice in the ice room melted, and it became a vast ocean, with unclear direction and difficult to find the road.

Zhan Zhan swam with Han Feixie for a long time, but it did not surface. He pulled Han Feixie with his hand, trying to ask about his current state. Han Feixie mistakenly thought he could not hold on, so he hugged him in his arms, and the fire yang energy condensed on the soles of his feet, and instantly pushed them out.

Zhan Zhan felt his cheeks cool down, and then his head seemed to touch something, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was pitch black all around.

Han Feixie said softly: "Where else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

Zhan Zhan wiped his face and said, "I can't see clearly..."

Han Feijie raises his hand, and the fire yang energy illuminates the four directions.

Zhan Zhan looked left and right and said, "Did you see my master and the others?"

Han Feixie calmed down for a while, frowned and said, "Let's go from here." As he said that, he floated above the water surface and drilled into a walkway that was squeezed by the water to a height of only one meter.

Zhan Zhan didn't know what he heard, but he knew that there must be his reason, and bent over to cooperate obediently.

The two of them hugged their waists and crept around the aisle until they saw a beam of light coming in, and the sound of fighting was gradually heard.

Zhan Zhan broke free from Han Feixie's arms and was about to walk out first, but when he looked up, he saw a knife spinning 3,600 degrees in the air, smashing like a wheel. Zhan Zhan subconsciously hid back, but was hugged by Han Feixie, watching him take it skillfully with his right hand.

"You should be more at ease." Han Feixie's tone was filled with three points of helplessness and seven points of doting.

Zhan Zhan muttered, "I don't think about it either."

Han Feixie hugged him and walked out, and this time he would not let go no matter how Zhan Zhan protested.

Zhan Zhan was very suspicious that he had known that a knife would fly over and let go so easily. Otherwise, how could Han Feixie not feel his current cultivation level?

The exit is the stone tablet in the Xiaquan Temple with the names of the ancestors of the Qilin Family. However, they had climbed up to the top before, but this time the exit was halfway.

Zhan Zhan said: "They hollowed out the mountain."

Han Feixie pulled him down, carefully avoided the chaotic battlefield, and walked out.

"Who?" Driven by curiosity, Zhan Zhan tried hard to find the source of the chaos.

"I don't know." Han Feixie grabbed his chin and wanted to turn his head around, but he was one step too late. Zhan Zhan had already seen the face of the person surrounded by the center of the battlefield. "Master!"

Han Feixie curled his lips, and before Zhan Zhan could take action, he had already inserted into the center of the battlefield, and easily solved the innermost layer of the encirclement and pulled Lan Yuan out.

Lanchen described it as being very embarrassed, with multiple wounds on his chest and arms, and half of his clothes were torn and half soaked in blood.

Zhan Zhan saw him carrying a blue marinade on his back and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

While blocking the disciples of the Qilin family who were rushing up without eyes, Han Feixie said calmly: "Since the sword energy has returned to him, it means... he is dead."

The corners of the blue alcohol twitched slightly, and then the arms and thighs passed by regularly, and at the same time they spasmed.

Zhan Zhanqiang held the shock and leaned over to massage his hands and feet.

Even if he bent down, Lan Chun refused to put the blue marinade down and would rather hold it with one hand.

"Master..." Zhan Zhan hesitated and whispered, "Sincere and be ashamed." Although Lan Chun's expression was, the sadness in his eyes could not deceive people. It was so sad and seriously injured that it was enough to make people ignore the hatred between him and Lan Chun.

Zhan Zhan thought of the brotherly relationship between the two and the incompetent relationship between them, and he felt a little more understanding and sympathy for Lan Chun at this moment.
To be continued...