C208 nether evil spirit

Towards Han Chen's denials, Cang Yaner, who was not far away, looked at him coldly, "Hmph, you dare to say that you don't dare to admit it, what kind of man are you?"

Hearing that, Han Chen became even angrier, he really had the impulse to kill the other party.

Forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, Han Chen coldly replied, "Miss Yan'er said that I took your things, then I would like to ask, did you personally see me take it?"

Everyone's eyes then swept towards Cang Yaner, who hurriedly said, "I don't, but the last person Wen Ya saw was you."

"So what? What if that Wen Ya didn't carry anything with him but hid it somewhere else? Even if the last person he saw before he died was me, would any of you think that he would tell me where the things were hidden? Don't forget, Cang Yaner, for that thing, he was personally killed by you two. "

After dragging out the last few words, Han Chen had always been unwilling to give up on Wen Ya.

Everyone present was emotionally moved, the faces of Taiqing Sect and the rest completely changed. Cang Yaner was embarrassed and angry at the same time. Her face turned red and then white as she was completely speechless.

"It seems like this is most likely a misunderstanding." Xie Kun looked up and said to Zong Xuan indifferently.

Zong Xuan frowned, he had even talked to such an extent. If they continued to tangle with each other, it would appear as if they were attacking with all their might. He immediately nodded, and looked at Han Chen deeply.

"Haha, not bad. Xie Kun, this Junior Brother Han Chen is much stronger than you were in the past. He should be the number one person in your sect now! "Haha."

Zong Xuan's words had a deeper meaning, they sounded very ear-piercing.

Xie Kun did not say much, but Li Xiuwen, who was standing behind him, was obviously slightly dissatisfied.

In the evening, the Flying Cloud Castle's night curtain fell.

Wan Chao City was a famous city that did not sleep, with bright lanterns and good wine, the majority of the people liked that kind of life. Maybe it was because she was lonely that men liked to climb brothels.

Inside the castle, in Han Chen's room.

The candle flame flickered, and Han Chen laid on the bed with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Taiqing Sect, Ancient Sword Gate, Mystical Peak were gathered in Flying Cloud Castle. The Earth King's Ruins were in an uproar, all the other sects that they had met in the psychedelic forest must have already arrived.

The Wan Chao City already had nine great powers. With the help of these big sects, once the King's Ruins opened, it would be as chaotic as a pot of porridge.

"Netherworld Spirit Demon." Han Chen muttered softly, and immediately grabbed Little Black who was fast asleep by the bedside.

"Yiya!" Little Black still did not know what was going on as it blurrily opened its eyes and looked at Han Chen with some dissatisfaction.

"Little Black, you're a Netherworld Spirit Demon?"

"Yiya!"

"What? Nodding his head and shaking his head, no? You know I don't understand what you're saying. "

"Wuuuu." Little Black immediately acted as though it was wronged as it nodded and shook its head.

Han Chen's eyes could not help but twitch, he casually threw it on the bed and scolded, "What is that thing? Go to sleep. "

Blacky stretched its body before its head fell on the bed. Then, it fell asleep without a care in the world.

Han Chen secretly thought that since Xiao Hei was exposed to the crowd today, those people from the Taiqing Sect did not notice. It was likely that they did not know what was inside the scroll, or what the nether demonic spirits looked like. If that was the case, Taiqing Sect and the rest had no other choice.

"Forget it, let's not think about this anymore."

Han Chen let out a light breath, then congealed his palm. Sizzle sizzle. The power of the lightning sacred art was clearly much stronger than the Huayun City. The vast majority of these reasons were also because Han Chen was stronger than him.

The power of a so-called innate divine ability was based on a martial artist's own strength increasing. And sometimes, the killing power of Han Chen's devouring ability was weaker than the martial skills he cultivated. It was not because the devouring ability was lacking, but because Han Chen's strength was too low, causing him to be unable to completely unleash the power of the sacred art.

"I didn't expect that the attack of this lightning-type divine ability would be so powerful." Han Chen recalled the scene when he was fighting with Ling Xun during the day and couldn't help but have a new understanding of his lightning ability. If he used it properly in the future, it would also be a good trump card.

"I need to be on guard against Zong Xuan in the future."

Han Chen thought, as the leader of the Taiqing Sect, only Xie Kun and Xie Kun could compare to him. All three of them possessed the tyrannical strength of morphogenesis, and were considered outstanding among the younger ones. Of course, strength was strength, and in terms of potential, the three of them might not even compare to Li Xiuwen. After all, Xie Kun was three years older than Li Xiuwen.

Even if he had fallen, he still had the chance to laugh his last.

After some wild thoughts, Han Chen started to think about Shen Yu again. Where was the shadow of his heart? Suddenly, Han Chen seemed to have thought of something and sat up on the bed. After a brief moment of consideration, he hurriedly left the room and headed outside.

The evening's weather was a little cold, but to those who practiced martial arts, this was nothing.

Han Chen left the room and walked out of the Flying Cloud Castle. When he passed by a pavilion, he couldn't help but be attracted by a beautiful figure.

"Ferlin?" Han Chen was slightly surprised. He saw that Qiao Feilin was dressed in a white evening dress, looking extremely beautiful.

Qiao Feilin raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, a complicated look in her eyes. Helplessness, indifference, confusion and a hint of sadness.

Just as Han Chen wanted to go over to talk to the other party, he found that there was another figure who had rushed over. When he focused his mind, he was stunned, and the person who had just arrived was actually Li Xiuwen.

"Ah, why is Miss Ferlin here alone?"

"You are?" Qiao Feilin was confused.

"I am Mystical Peak Li Xiuwen." Li Xiuwen politely replied as he cupped his fists and revealed a charming smile. Speaking of which, no matter if it was his appearance or temperament, Li Xiuwen was an outstanding man that could make countless women bow down to him in his underpants.

But Qiao Feilin was not very interested in it, she nodded and replied indifferently: "Is anything the matter, Master Xiuwen?"

"Haha, I wonder if Miss Fei Lin can accompany me for a chat."

"I'm sorry, I still have some matters to attend to, please do as you please, Master Xiuwen."

Three heartless words were rejected, and Li Xiuwen was stunned on the spot, unable to react.

Not far away, Han Chen secretly laughed, thinking that this Li Xiuwen most likely had taken a fancy to Qiao Feilin. It was just that when it came down to it, there was no mercy.

"Han Chen, why are you here?" The clear and melodious voice startled Han Chen. It was Gu Ling, Gu Li, the two lively girls. Not far away, Qiao Feilin and Li Xiuwen were also alarmed, and turned their gaze over.

When the two girls saw this situation, they 'understood' immediately. Gu Li laughed and said, "Hehe, Han Chen, so you were secretly peeping at our beautiful big sister? Was it because she was worried about talking to other men that she hid to the side and peeked? "

"Me."

"Aiya, don't be shy, I'll call her over for you." Gu Ling waved at Qiao Feilin, "Beautiful big sister, come quickly!"

Han Chen immediately had the urge to curse out loud, wanting to strangle these two girls to death. Seeing that Qiao Feilin was really walking over, she said helplessly, "Alright, I'm just passing by. I'm going out for a while, you guys can do whatever you want."

"Going out to play? That's great, we just can't find anyone to accompany us out! "

"Beautiful elder sister is going as well." The words of the two completely caused Han Chen to lose his temper, he inwardly cursed at the fact that a woman was a disaster, and then turned and walked towards the main entrance of the Flying Cloud Castle.

"Han Chen, wait for us." Gu Ling shouted as she pulled on Qiao Feilin's wrist, "Beautiful big sister, let's go out for a walk."

Qiao Feilin didn't even have time to refuse as she was dragged to her left and right by the two girls. She was obviously not used to this kind of enthusiasm. However, she felt that the two had no ill intentions, so she did not refuse.

As for Li Xiuwen, he had been completely ignored. It was fine that Qiao Feilin ignored him, but even Gu Ling Gu Li pretended not to see it. Li Xiuwen, who had received too much applause and flowers from the Mystical Peak, felt even more upset in her heart.

"It's Han Chen again, what's so good about him?" Li Xiuwen took a deep breath, tightened his fist, and hatefully cursed, "Han Chen, there will be a day when I will prove myself. The number one genius in Mystical Peak is me, Li Xiuwen, and not you."

The dark night spread. A jealous and unwilling heart quietly took root. Li Xiuwen, Han Chen, these two geniuses that everyone in the Mystical Peak admired, in the end, what kind of path would they take?

Wan Chao City's night scenery was pretty good. People were passing by in all the streets and alleys. There was already a large population within the city, and with the opening of the Earth King's ancient monument, the number of outsiders increased rapidly.

Every sect had dozens or even close to a hundred people. In this kind of lively atmosphere, there probably wouldn't be many people who would calm their hearts and cultivate. Leisure was the way to kill time.

"Sister Ferlin, what do you usually like to play?" Gu Ling intimately held Qiao Feilin's hand, and laughed softly.

"Nope." Qiao Feilin shook her head, and said with a slight smile, "My time is very short, I've never thought about playing around."

"Very short? "What do you mean?" Gu Li asked puzzledly, while Han Chen could not help but look at him with an inquiring gaze.

Qiao Feilin felt that she had said the wrong thing, and sadness flashed in her eyes, "Nothing. I just don't have much time left. "

"Oh, I see, sister Ferlin must be from a noble family."

"I think so too. Seeing how beautiful she is, I guess Elder Sister must be a princess of the Imperial Family."

When the two girls started to guess, Qiao Feilin just smiled without saying a word.

Han Chen watched from the side and unwittingly asked, "Oh right, do you know what the Netherworld Spirit Demon is?"