Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Han Lian's deity had traveled several times, and finally returned to Dongling Mansion before dawn.

When the sky was clear and bright, he strolled in the city, feeling the lively and noisy atmosphere, watching the smiles on those mundane faces, unconsciously silent.

The mundane joys and sorrows are really simple.

He walked all the way, and many people were talking about the foreign war in the southern border, and they were all impassioned.

Many people have the courage to leave home and join the army in their words.

The Sunda Dynasty was never a warlike dynasty, but it was never afraid of war.

For more than a thousand years, after experiencing too much turmoil and blood, the mortals have an indescribable quality.

But Han Lian looked at these scenes, but it was difficult to express any emotion.

Maybe they don't know yet, the tragic situation on the frontline battlefield, one of the five or six people died, maybe it won't be long before everyone will hang up.

Thinking of this, he had no intention of staying here for a while, and instead entered the Tongtian Pavilion.

As soon as he entered it, the golden-winged Dapeng flew onto his shoulders like a golden beam.

He took a secret report from his storage space, and it said some incidents that happened after he chased and killed the cannibal barbarians and left.

After Han Lian watched the fire burn out, he continued to walk towards the guest room.

He was immersed in his mind, originally thinking about it, the scene in the past few days has reached nearly 600,000. After thinking about it for a while, he held back.

He has drawn the gold ten consecutive draws too many times, and he is not weak enough to save a million, so that he can draw the last reward.

Ten consecutive draws of diamonds, the orange reward is the foundation, and the red reward is the bottom line. Although I don't know what happened to the colorful draw of the Jhin Tower before, it was not in his consideration at all.

He is now conscious of the heart of the Qing Emperor, which has transformed his physical body quite a bit, and coupled with the body of chaos, it can already be comparable to the physical body of the top barbarians.

This should be all red rewards.

Now his strength is already there, although it is quite difficult, like Ye Fan in the book of Zhe Tianzhuan, he has obtained all kinds of holy medicines and elixir, but he also has his own advantages.

What's more, what he thinks now is not to surpass the other party, but how to protect himself in this world, to wipe out this calamity and bless all beings.

He calmed down and dealt with the matter of his soldiers. As his thoughts flowed, Xu Yuan had already gone to the places where many soldiers fell to investigate.

The other party holds a heavy treasure, and there are very few places in Luoyu Realm that can resist his footsteps.

After finishing all the things that need to be dealt with, Han Lian took a deep breath and began to meditate.

He has now reached the fourth level of the Taoist Palace, and he naturally needs to nurture and cultivate various methods.

When Ye Fan landed on the four poles, he showed the vision of the four directions. He didn't need to be as stunning as the other party, and if he added another vision, he could already run rampant.

However, in the process of his cultivation, a ray of spiritual incarnation has already walked out of the room.

Today, in the Eastern Spirit Palace, there is nothing to hide from him.

After easily finding Leng Hanchan's figure, he began to wait quietly.

Because the other party is now cultivating in the Shichuang Tower, and it is in a place with a great difference in time.

This kind of practice is not without a price, whether it is deducting the exercises, or absorbing and exhaling spiritual energy, the loss of one's own spiritual consciousness is naturally very fast, and it will not take long for the other party to come out of it.

Even he rarely entered the deity, and most of them were the only incarnation of the incarnation of fire to enter the enlightenment practice, and when the spiritual thoughts were exhausted, they would take the initiative to disperse them.

Even if it was later, he had enough patience to wait.

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening.

The avatar of Han Lian sat cross-legged outside the Shijin Tower, waiting quietly.

At this moment, the figure of Leng Hanchan floated out.

She practiced for two days and one night in the Shichuang Tower, which is equivalent to a long time of practice, and now she is quite exhausted.

At this time, she had a tired face, while dealing with the voice in her head, while thinking about confirming her own method.

She has been turning around for several lifetimes, just for the present. For her, the more confusion, the better.

As long as you can understand it clearly, it is a kind of diligence.

"Hanchan, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Seeing the other party walking out of the Shijin Tower, Han Lian stopped the other party by saying a word.

Leng Hanchan was a little distracted. Hearing Han Lian's words, he didn't come back to his senses at all, and actually hit his avatar directly.

When it was time for his god, he couldn't help but shouted "Yeah" and his face turned red.

In her mind, the figure of Duanjing Lingzu was lying there bored. Seeing this scene, she suddenly became energized, chatting endlessly in her mind like a little devil.

"Cicada girl, listen to me, just as I told you before, if you do this first and then do that, you will naturally catch him, hahaha, this time this guy takes the initiative to find you, you have to seize the opportunity."

Leng Hanchan listened to the constant words of the man in his mind, and his mind was in a mess for a while. The original thinking and confirmation have long since flown out of the sky.

However, she is also a saint, she is naturally able to restrain her emotions, her expression is slightly positive, and she takes a deep breath.

"Master Han came to find me, what is the so-called?"

"Hahaha, Hanchan, do you call me Master Han?

No need to do this, you and I are familiar, just call me by name. "

"Etiquette is invaluable, Hanchan...let's call you Mr."

Without any hesitation, she blurted out the words.

In her mind, when Duan Jing Lingzu saw this, he couldn't help rolling around and wailing.

"It's over, it's over, your image, girl cicada, when will the twenty-four styles taught by this ancestor be used?

It's useless to give you a chance. "

The other party is old enough to be a history book, but after liberating her nature, she is like an ordinary woman in the family, even worse than everyone's ladies, thinking about teaching her how to deal with Han Lian all day long.

According to her words, she has lived for so long, although there are many sleeping in the middle, but the living creatures who have seen do not know how much.

But if you think about it carefully, when it comes to appearance, no one is right.

Even sometimes, she can say the words of 'borrowing her body' after the real strategy, which makes Leng Hanchan blush, but there is nothing she can do.

At first, the other party was really a senior that she respected and feared, but later she discovered that the other party's heart was like a childish urchin, and she couldn't think about it at all.

However, Han Lian didn't care about these details, he just nodded lightly, and then his expression became solemn.

"This is not the place to talk. I came to find you for Duanjing Lingzu."