Fantasy: The Strongest Red Famous Village

After hearing Jiang Han's words, Mang Qianchi was shocked and hurriedly asked for advice: "Little friend, I hope you will give me some advice!"

"It's not like giving advice."

Jiang Han shook his head, his eyes flashed, and said, "Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you. Anyway, it will attract a lot of people. Let me ask you, do you think that there is only a Jialan Holy City? Is it necessary for a Saint to come and take charge?"

"For...Strange Fire?" Mang Qianchi hesitated.

Jiang Han shook his head, "Although Strange Fire is good, why does the Black Dragon Empire need Saint to come? You are from the Immortal San Dao Severing Realm. Why do they want Saint to come when they don't know your identity? Come with two or three Immortals." Isn’t it enough to kill three times?”

Mang Qianchi was stunned for a moment and thought it made sense.

He frowned and thought hard for a moment, but couldn't figure it out, and said: "My little friend "570", is there anything good in Canaan College?"

"Do you think Canaan Academy has other good things besides Strange Fire?" Jiang Han asked.

It has to be said that the creatures in Xiansan Dao Severing Realm are indeed very fast. In just a few words, they have already reached the outside of Shicun and fallen from the sky.

After walking a few steps, Qian Chi's footsteps suddenly froze.

He looked straight at the charred willow tree with a green halo in front of him, his pupils shrank violently, he took a step forward, blocked Jiang Han and the other three behind him, and whispered: "Little friend, don't come forward! That charred willow tree There’s something wrong with the willow tree.”

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Han smiled, pushed Mang Qianchi's arm away, and walked toward the village.

Chu Feng and Huang Niu also followed Jiang Han into the village in a swaggering manner, and then sat down on the stone bench next to the charred willow tree under Mang Qianchi's dull gaze.

"Nanny, have you missed your elder brother?"

Jiang Han picked up the little girl who was leaning next to Liu Shen and spoke softly.

"Yeah."

The little girl blinked her big eyes, "It seems... I don't really want to. When you were away, the eldest sister was playing with me and taught me very powerful spells. The eldest sister said, in this way, from now on, Nannan You can protect your big brother!"

Hearing this, Jiang Han's heart moved slightly.

He glanced sideways at the charred tree trunks shrouded in a green halo. It seemed that although Liu Shen knew that the little girl was extraordinary, he was still worried, so he specially formed an avatar to stay with the little girl until he came back.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Han said to the charred tree trunk.

He knew that Liu Shen was in a semi-sleep state at this time. Spending time with his little girl was undoubtedly a great drain on his mind.

Swish!

A few green wickers swayed gently, as if responding to Jiang Han.

At this time, Mang Qianchi came over with some trepidation. He also saw that the charred willow tree in question obviously had a good relationship with Jiang Han.

This shocked his heart and gave him a deeper respect for Jiang Han's identity.

"My little friend, you haven't finished speaking yet..."

"Oh. 11

Jiang Han waved his hand and a stone bench appeared in front of him, "Sit down. In short, the Black Dragon Empire did not really have a crush on the Jialan Empire, they just saw the Jialan Holy City. In other words, they did. Things under the Holy City of Jialan.”

Mang Qianchi glanced at the green and charred willow tree next to him, and sat down cautiously: "What do you mean, little friend, the secret is under the Holy City?"

"good."

Jiang Han put Nannan on his lap, then flicked his fingers, and a wisp of pale flame emerged, heating the cold tea again, "Under the Holy City of Jialan, there is the Imperial Tomb, which will be opened in one month. Drink. Tea?”

"No, thank you." Mang Qianchi murmured.

He was completely confused. After staying in Jialan Holy City for so long, he never thought that there was actually a Di Family hidden underneath!

Mang Qianchi is not stupid, he clearly knows what the opening of the Imperial Tomb means!

He glanced at the pale flame, felt the coexistence of extreme cold and extreme heat, and instantly understood that it was another kind of Strange Fire - Bone Spirit Cold Flame!

"It seems that he likes to collect Strange Fire..." Mang Qianchi muttered in his heart.

"After the Imperial Tomb is opened, there may be big movements."

Jiang Han took a sip of tea and said calmly, "With all due respect, even though the power generated by the opening of the Imperial Tomb will not cause any harm to Canaan College, the people it attracts may not.

"I see."

Mang Qianchi took a deep breath and smiled bitterly, "That little friend means..."

"I don't mean anything." Jiang Han shook his head, "Canaan College is not mine, it is yours. Of course, I can give you a suggestion. Use the teleportation array from last time to teleport the entire Canaan College away."

Mang Qianchi remained silent.

"Why, you can't bear to part with this shabby holy city?" Jiang Jian sneered.

"No." Mang Qianchi sighed softly, "Of course teleportation is possible, but in this era of great strife, all major hidden sects and families have emerged. With my old abilities, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect Canaan College. .”

Hearing this, Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

In fact, there is no good solution to the problem of Canaan College, because no matter where it moves now, it will touch the interests of some other forces, and Jialan Holy City cannot continue to stay.

I have to say that Mang Qian Chi is indeed quite tragic. It is a purely unreasonable disaster!

There was a long silence.

Mang Qianchi suddenly raised his head, with a look of determination on his old face, and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, can I ask you a favor?"

"But it doesn't matter."

Jiang Han gently kneaded | pinched Nannan's chubby little face, "I won't agree to it anyway."

Thousands of feet:

"puff!"

4.2 On the side, Chu Feng and Huang Niu couldn't help laughing.

"Little friend..." Mang Qianchi looked embarrassed and coughed dryly, "Why don't you first listen to what I want to ask you?"

"It's nothing more than helping you protect Canaan College."

Jiang Han glanced at him flatly, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of weirdness, "Do you think I look like the kind of selfless person?"

"Of course I won't let my little friend's help go in vain!"

Mang Qianchi gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stared at Jiang Han, "I'm going to go back to the family and invite the strong men in the clan to take charge! And I only need my little friend to help me during this period. Protect Canaan College!"

"Nowadays, I don't have any good things anymore. I can only use the Thunder Emperor's treasure technique! I just hope that my little friend won't dislike it!"