Chapter 42

"What's the matter with you?"

Han Yun asked in a deep voice with his eyes hanging down.

The strength of women is much stronger than Han Yun imagined.

But Han Yun has an intuition that the woman doesn't seem to have much malice towards herself.

Otherwise, just in the dreamland, I'm afraid the woman would have done it long ago!

"Young master Han, you see there are so many people here. Why don't you and I find a quiet place and talk about it?"

The voice sounded in his ear. Han Yun hasn't recovered yet.

Then his body lightened, and Han Yun and the woman disappeared into the martial arts guild at the same time.

"Young master..."

Seeing Han Yun disappear, lian'er's face changes greatly.

"Smelly boy, it's not that I'm unkind. The little girl's goal is you. You can enjoy it at ease!"

Zhang Yu said to himself. He didn't know from which corner he came out.

Looking at a pile of mess, Zhang Yu picked it up with a bitter smile.

Besides Han Yun.

Han Yun only felt the wind blowing in his ears. When he opened his eyes, Han Yun almost jumped out of his liver!

I am in the void.

The mountain retreated, and the trees on the ground looked like a small grasshopper.

At such a high distance, once he falls, Han Yun's end is definitely not much better than meat sauce.

"Oh, my God!"

Han Yun couldn't help but close his eyes and scratched his palm.

"Cough..."

Angry eyes fell into Han Yun's eyes, and Han Yun smiled awkwardly.

"Smelly boy, I'll let go if I don't take my hand away!"

Han Yun was shocked by the angry scolding, but at the thought of falling down at such a high place, Han Yun consciously released his hand.

"Who the hell are you?"

Han Yun looked at the woman with a little curiosity in his eyes.

Behind the woman is a pair of illusory wings. If Han Yun is right, it should be the wings of Zhan Ling, but only Zhan Ling can condense it.

"This girl, Hu Lijing!"

"Hu Li Jing?"

Han Yun naturally called it out. After calling it out, Han Yun regretted it in his heart.

The cold on the woman made Han Yun stand in the ice cave

"Cough... Well, what's the matter with me?"

Han Yun glanced awkwardly at the woman and quickly turned off the topic.

"It's said that you've got eight kills in a row in the Colosseum and can carry Han Feng's move?"

The woman didn't answer Han Yun's words. Instead, she looked at Han Yun and asked strangely.

"These are everyone's support. Alas... You don't have to care about the small eight consecutive killings!"

Han Yun sighed, but his eyes were full of pride.

"Come on! I came to see you because you are a disciple of the Wudao guild. In addition, old man Zhang is also in the Wudao guild. What the master said is true. Old man Zhang certainly doesn't dare to appear where I am!"

"Ow, ow..."

Hu Lijing's words just finished, Han Yun immediately began to howl.

If so, old man Zhang is not kind!

I'm a scapegoat!

"It must be the love account left by old man Zhang himself. Dead old man, I won't finish with you when I go back!"

Han Yun's heart is called Qi.

This dead old man is too unkind. He left his love account and let himself carry the black pot!

"Boy, you don't have to be pathetic. I came to you this time to get me something. If you take it away, how about I give you a prefecture level spirit sword?"

"What?"

Han Yun was a little wary in his eyes.

"You'll know when you go!"

The woman's face was slightly excited.

"Smelly boy, look again and I'll throw you down..."

The angry voice calmed Han Yun's eyes instantly. Looking at Hu Lijing with a ruddy face, Han Yun whispered, "how far is it?"

"It's coming soon!"

Hu Lijing is gnashing her teeth.

Han Yun's appearance made her want to smoke Han Yun a few times.

After reading it, she pretended to be pure. With her experience, can't she see what's in Han Yun's heart!

If Han Yun knew what Hu Lijing was thinking, he would definitely shout failure.

Professional clothing has been forced for more than ten years, but there are also times of failure!

"Here we are!"

"Touch!"

Han Yun turned over, stood steadily in place, and slightly arranged his hair with his hands. Han Yun assumed a posture he thought was very handsome.

Then look around.

"Lying trough!"

Turning around, Han Yun quickly hid behind the enchanting woman.

"Cluck..."

The woman smiled happily.

Not far from Han Yun, there was a huge tiger. The tiger's eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and a smell of blood came to his face.

"Little tiger, come here!"

Hu Lijing waved to the tiger slightly. The tiger was like a mountain. He bumped his ass and ran to the woman, and arched the woman's thin waist.

"Color tiger!"

Han Yun cursed fiercely.

"What are you talking about?"

Hu Lijing turned her head and looked at Han Yun angrily.

"Cough... Nothing. I just want to know what you want to do with me?"

Han Yun smiled awkwardly and asked in a low voice.

"Of course it's a good thing. Just come with me!"

Hu Lijing grabbed Han Yun and jumped down on the tiger's back.

"Little tiger, take me to the center of the northern mountains!"

"Roar..."

The tiger roared a few times, and the terrible sound wave shocked Han Yun.

"What's the name of the ghost..."

Han Yun muttered a few times. He finally caught the tiger's hair and held it steady. Then there was a crazy bump.

Half an hour later.

"Ow, ow..."

The trees around are getting bigger and bigger.

Big, some even four or five people couldn't hold together, and the various smells from around also made Han Yun's heart tremble a few times.

Level 3 monsters, countless Level 3 monsters.

Even, Han Yun felt some level 4 breath.

Go deeper again.

The smell of level five monster.

The breath of level 6 monster finally returned to peace.

"Here we are!"

The bumpy feeling finally stopped. What appeared in front of Han Yun was a valley.

The valley is picturesque, surrounded by mist, aura and tranquility. It is simply a holy land for cultivation.

"Han Yun, I came to you this time, actually because of it!"

Hu Lijing pointed to a tall tree in the deep valley, towering into the clouds, and under the tree was a transparent little tree.

The small tree is as thorough as jade. On the top of the small tree, there is not even a leaf, but at the tip of the small tree, there are three green and astringent fruits.