Chapter 113

It's summer. How can there be an ice arrow? I know it's an illusion. Why do I hear the sound of breaking the air.

Countless arrows were fired in a dense manner, like a snow dance in the sky. The previously injured swordsman had no time to dodge and was hit by those arrows with Yin and cold Qi.

The badly injured swordsman's body suddenly became stiff. The blood splashed stopped and the whole man fell to the ground; The lightly injured swordsman looked at his body covered with frost, his teeth trembled, barely resisted, and his face was as pale as earth.

At the same time, don't see my thin figure rising up, waving my arms, and the sharp ice breath creates a huge pit on the ground! Han Fei's side. Instant cold smoke everywhere, snow and ice splash!

Don't see me, you will die if you see me.

Seeing that the frost trapped Han Fei, I didn't see my lips move back and forth, and the enchanting runes glittering with gold fell on Han Fei. The remnant soul is a great tonic for the Warlock of yin and Yang sect. I didn't expect to get it in the city. It's a surprise.

"Han Fei!" Seeing Han Fei motionless, Chen Qiaoqiao screamed out a reminder. However, at the moment, they were more than 20 meters apart. They wanted to rush to rescue, but they were blocked by the knife.

Chen Qiaoqiao took a machete and attacked wildly. A few dodging swordsmen fell into a pool of blood, and the other swordsmen fled in fear. But soon. The swordsman appeared in front of Chen Qiaoqiao again and fought hard to prevent Chen Qiaoqiao from passing.

"Hook your soul and enjoy your woman! "Quack!" Don't see me scream repeatedly, and my eyes stare at Chen Qiaoqiao's breast and hip. Even if you don't see a yin-yang person like me, even if you are such a top-notch woman, you can't wait, not to mention the faint fragrance of the virgin.

But as soon as my voice fell, my face changed. Han Fei's ice arrows, which had been shot around him, melted like a hot sun, and the smell of cold ice dissipated into water mist. In an instant, the ice wall around Han Fei was also dissolving.

The ice wall formed by magic is several times colder than the natural frost. Over the years, with this skill, Han Fei has killed countless prey without losing his hand. Han Fei stood there motionless and broke his ice curse.

"Hua La -" there was a sound of broken ice everywhere. Han Fei took a step forward, with a cruel look on his condensed face and sharp eyes. Anyone who saw such Han Fei would tremble and mistakenly think it was Shura coming out of hell.

"You are the soul -" I was shocked, but the reaction was still too slow. A terrible breath came. I didn't see my body falling slowly. On my chest, several pieces of cold ice flashed and just fell to the ground. I turned into an ice lump.

The curse of ice was backfired. I never dreamed that I would be defeated by Han Fei in this way.

"Ah -" a scream sounded from behind Han Fei. Chen Qiaoqiao stumbled and rushed over with heavy breath.

Han Fei returns to his senses, turns around and runs to Chen Qiaoqiao. He bends down to pick up the beauty and quickly disappears into the dark shadow of the abandoned park.

Han Fei can't control so many people whether they will die or not. Since the other party dares to assassinate himself, someone must deal with the aftermath.

After crossing the abandoned Park, there is a river. In the dead of night, there is no one by the river. Han Fei put down Chen Qiaoqiao, checked carefully, pinched and rubbed. For fear of any omission.

"What are you doing?" Chen Qiaoqiao beat Han Fei and complained, "what's the matter? Why so many people want to kill you! How many women did you fuck? "

"Are you hurt? Is there any pain? " Han Feili ignored Chen Qiaoqiao's beating. The most important thing in front of him is to confirm whether Chen Qiaoqiao was injured.

The white shirt was stained with a lot of bright red blood, and now it condensed into a dark red mark. Han Fei shook Chen Qiaoqiao's shoulder and asked anxiously, "do you want to take off your clothes and check it?"

"You bastard!" Listening to the silly words, Chen Qiaoqiao severely hit Han Fei, and couldn't help throwing himself into Han Fei's arms, "you sex wolf, your life is almost gone. Why do you always want to take off people's clothes!"

"Qiao'er. I find I like you more and more. What should I do? " When his soul was on the verge of freezing, Han Fei was most worried about Chen Qiaoqiao's safety. Han Fei doesn't want to lose the woman who can fight side by side with a machete.

"I don't like you! I don't like you! " Chen Qiaoqiao was afraid of beating Han Fei on the back with weak hands, and her tears were vented like a flood opening the gate, "as long as you are safe! As long as you are happy! As long as you don't get hurt! "

Han Fei hugged Chen Qiaoqiao and let her talk nonsense. Recalling the short-term amnesia just now, he still had lingering palpitations.

Don't see my ice curse coming. Han Feigen couldn't dodge before he was hit by the ice arrows. The whole person becomes rigid in an instant, and the soul doesn't seem to belong to itself. Numb wandering. At the time of panic, a strong breath gushed out from the depths of the mud pill palace, and the body temperature rose rapidly.

"Don't be afraid!" Subconsciously, Han Fei heard the voice of the old eagle, and then saw the melting of ice walls. When he heard that Mo Jian wanted to hurt Chen Qiaoqiao, boundless hatred surged. Han Fei grabbed the real and unreal ice in front of him and broke into Mo Jian's chest.

When he came back, Chen Qiaoqiao had already arrived. Tonight, without the help of old eagle, Han Fei doesn't know what he will do now, let alone what harm Chen Qiaoqiao in his arms will suffer.

Who is going to kill himself? I don't have time to think about it now. After Chen Qiaoqiao recovered, Han Fei took Chen Qiaoqiao along the river. Han Fei is fine. Chen Qiaoqiao's clothes and trousers are full of blood stains. I'm sure I can't see the film. Go home, take a bath, change clothes, and then go to bed.

Han Fei didn't say why, and Chen Qiaoqiao didn't ask. I didn't feel it just now. At the moment, my whole body is soft. Recalling the picture of cutting people just now is like having a nightmare.

He likes me! And he said he liked it more and more. Chen Qiaoqiao hugged Han Fei's neck like an octopus. Staring at Han Fei, I like it anyway.

If only I could hold it like this every night. Until his buttocks were on the bed, Han Fei patted his face to remind Chen Qiaoqiao that he didn't come back.

"Shower with warm water. Change into clean clothes and have a good sleep. " Han Fei looked at Chen Qiaoqiao gently, and the meaning of love in his eyes was obvious.

"Yes!" Chen Qiaoqiao hurried out of bed, picked up his pajamas and ran to the bathroom shyly, "you can't go, wait for me!"

"--" Han Fei smiled bitterly and nodded. What shook in front of him was still Chen Qiaoqiao's shy red face. When Chen Qiaoqiao closed the door, Han Fei looked pale, his teeth trembled and sat down.

Cold! A cold that made Han Fei's teeth tremble came out from the depths of the bone marrow. Han Fei can't manage so much. He quickly slippers to bed and runs the heart clearing formula across his knees.

After three weeks of operation, the white cyclone in Dantian slowly swept away all parts and bones. The chill on his body gradually receded, and Han Fei opened his eyes.

Not a room, but Eagle Soul Mountain. I don't know when I had my head down, and the previously collected large quantities of medicinal materials have become waste residue.

Han Fei stood up and bowed down to thank old eagle“ Thank grandpa Ying for reminding me, otherwise I'm afraid I can't get away tonight. "

"I don't blame you!" The eagle old man shook his head with deep eyes. The cold cheek added, "because of me!"

"Because of you?" Han Fei suspected that he had heard wrong. Don't see that I was obviously aimed at myself. What does it have to do with old eagle? Did the ghost of old Eagle attract me?

"It's a ghost!" The old Eagle nodded, "it will disappear!"

Han Fei was stunned. When he heard that it would disappear, his expression was full of reluctance. Looking at the old eagle, I found that his figure seemed to be a circle smaller than a few days ago. Soul objects often disappear faster when impacted by the outside world.

"Very normal!" The old eagle's face was cold. The answer is short, but it can hit the point every time and answer Han Fei's doubts.

"I'm so useless!" Just now, old Eagle helped resist my attack. It must have consumed a lot of skill. If you practice hard, old Eagle won't have to do it“ I will practice my Kung Fu well! "

Before I appeared, Han Fei made enemies everywhere, but he had no sense of crisis. Nearly died tonight. Han Fei was angry. At the same time, he also understood his current weakness.

Old Eagle urged him to practice martial arts. The biggest beneficiary must not be old eagle, but himself. However, since discovering the secret of the ring, Han Fei has been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. His progress is very slow.

Han Fei didn't ask any more. He took off his clothes and went to pick herbs. When the herbs are collected, Han Fei practices the heart clearing formula again and returns to reality.

He opened his eyes and looked around. He was still sitting on the bed, but his coat was gone and he was shirtless around a blanket.

Wearing a set of pink pajamas, Chen Qiaoqiao fell asleep beside Han Fei's legs.

Black short hair, covered in the quiet face, as if covered with a layer of gauze, looks charming and moving. The two little white hands snuggled up in front of their chest and hung gracefully. Slightly pursed lips, thick eyelashes and pink cheeks make people full of infinite reverie.

Chen Qiaoqiao shrinks into a ball, like a broken wing angel falling into the world, and like a insecure little girl looking for a harbor destination. Her slender legs are shiny, which makes people unable to restrain their desire to touch it.

With a light exhortation, Chen Qiaoqiao gently turned over and fell asleep on his back. The enchanting curve and graceful concave convex tempt every inch of Han Fei's nerve and tease the awakening of Han Fei's primitive desire.

Han Fei shook his fingers, pulled off his blanket and stretched his hands to Chen Qiaoqiao's charming body with nosebleed