“This is impossible.”

Almost no hesitation.

Ning Yi decisively rejected the Korean agreement.

The scholar narrowed his eyes and said femininely: "If you lose a drop of essence and blood, you can recondensate it in at most half a month. You have to think clearly that the ten realms require so many huge resources, and Shushan cannot give you it. This may be a wealth that you will never be able to accumulate in your life."

"To this day, you are still sitting at the top of the Star List." Han Yue sneered and mocked: "That's because Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran are not in Tiandu. They have never cared about false reputation, but if they really run into each other, they can only take action to put your fake first strike down the top of the list. Others don't know, but I don't know? You Ning Yi is just a middle-level practitioner."

Ning Yi fell silent.

His cultivation has been hidden for a long time and no one can see through it.

Han Yue was the first person he had left Shushan.

The scholar narrowed his eyes and continued, "You have no resources, and the gap between you and those top geniuses will become bigger and bigger. The great court will be defeated in a tragedy, and your heart of Tao will never be peaceful. When this hunting day comes, what Li Baijing can give you is resources to break through a realm. Without my permission, your future will be cut off."

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes.

He still shook his head. Facing this first person in the East Realm, he was not qualified to be arrogant. After being seen through his cultivation, Ning Yi didn't feel embarrassed.

He said calmly: "Thank you Mr. Ganlu for your kindness, I don't need it."

Han Yue laughed.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's too late to do so..."

"Ning Yi." He retreated and laughed softly, "I'm waiting for you in the East Realm. When will I figure it out? Come and find me at any time."

The scholar floated back and retreated, his figure collided with the stairs, turning into a pool of blood mist, penetrated his clothes, and dissipated from thin air between heaven and earth.

Ning Yi frowned.

He held the token in his palm and slowly crushed it.

......

......

It’s windy outside and rainy too.

Pei Fan hid under the umbrella. She looked back at the inn where there was only a black dot left in the wind and rain. The one who held her umbrella was a beautiful young woman with a beautiful appearance and plump figure. The young woman looked back at the girl's gaze. Her expression looked calm and unremitting.

"My husband will never break his promise." The beautiful young woman smiled softly, "So you don't have to worry about the safety of your man."

Pei Fan raised his beautiful brows, and she suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Just send it here, it's enough."

Peach blossoms covered their lips with one hand and chuckled, and the laughter seemed gentle and psychedelic in the magnificent sound of rain.

She bent down and joked, "The little girl smells so good. What kind of makeup did she buy?"

Pei Fan just walked out of the inn and met this "kind person" who wanted to keep an umbrella for him and insisted on sending him back. From a distance, he looked like a beautiful woman with bright beauty. When she got along, she found that the woman had a strong perfume smell on her body, as if she wanted to cover up some other smells. Even though the heavy rain was so violent, she still could not disperse the smell of powder on her body.

It smells...it's a bit disgusting after a long time.

The girl said honestly: "I didn't buy any powder. Just send it here."

Peach blossom's expression changed, and finally said a good word. Before she could hand over the umbrella, the girl walked out of the umbrella and walked in the heavy rain, her pace was fast and shattered.

Peach blossoms narrowed their long and narrow eyes, and the tip of the umbrella fell to the ground.

The beautiful woman hesitated for a moment, but she finally gritted her teeth and chose to keep up.

The lightning suddenly fell, and the earth was covered with silver. The girl who raised a delicate palm in front of her trotted all the way into a small town around Tiandu. The streets and alleys were silent, and the lightning reflected the small town in the middle of the night.

She quickly walked through the streets, picking the remote paths that no one would pass, as if she was choosing a suitable "shower to hide from the rain". Behind her, the beautiful woman holding an umbrella walked quietly like smoke.

Two people are one in front and one behind.

Pei Fan's expression gradually became indifferent between his eyebrows.

A femme woman is uneasy and kind.

Tiandu Imperial City, in the wilderness, ancient cities of all sizes are located in it. This one is called "Rakshasa City". It is usually uninhabited. The great evil is Rakshasa. How can it control evil? Only evil itself.

The girl pressed one hand between her eyebrows.

The bright red color between the eyebrows slowly ignited, and as the girl ran in the alleys of Rakshasa City, she dragged out a long red mist that had never stopped in the rain.

The girl entered an alley, and she turned around and quietly waited for the arrival of the beautiful woman.

"Three disasters and four disasters", the great practitioner under Han Yue's command, this woman looked like a disaster, should be the famous "peach blossom" among the four disasters.

The girl waited for a while, but still didn't wait for the woman who was following her, who should have arrived in front of her at this moment.

Pei Fan looked a little confused.

......

......

At the end of the red fog, the starting point where the girl pressed her eyebrows.

The beautiful woman walking with an umbrella, her face looked terrified. She fell to the ground. The umbrella device with a high quality was stained with rain and mud. In the tiny gullies on the ground, she was hit by raindrops all over the sky, and the amplitude was slightly turned.

The red mist gathered, slowly condensed a middle-aged man in ancient clothes. He could not see his face clearly, nor could he detect the slightest breath on his body. He was wearing a light red mist shirt swaying in the wind, without any rain or filth, and stood on the streets of Rakshasa City with his hands behind his back.

The Yin Qi from all directions gathered, and the entire small town was triggered by peach blossoms on its way, holding it in its palm, ready to attack and kill, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and it really exploded. It was a battle between great practitioners above the tenth level.

The moment the middle-aged man in red shirt appeared, all the yin energy began to collapse uncontrollably.

Taohua's body trembled uncontrollably.

She finally understood what the words in her husband meant... Behind this girl was definitely not as simple as a Shushan and academy. There were extremely few great powers in the Sui Dynasty, and this girl was very likely to be the inheritor valued by a certain great power.

No wonder Mr. wants it so much...

Taohua looked at the quaint man who was high above her eyes, her voice trembled, and said, "Sir, you have no intention of offending...I'll take it away now."

The quaint man ignored it.

The beautiful woman, who was among the "three disasters and four disasters", felt a great fear ignited in her heart. She couldn't see the other person's face and cultivation level clearly, but there was no doubt... This must be a living nirvana figure!

How could this ordinary girl have such a big background in the sect?!

The ancient man moved slowly and raised his palm slightly. The umbrella that fell into the ditch suddenly swept into his palm.

With his wrist shaking, all the filthy aura was washed away and shone brightly in the man's hands.

The ancient man raised the tip of the umbrella and prepared to fall.

"Sir! I am the disciple of Mr. Han Yue, the East Region..." Taohua begged for mercy. She raised her hand, her palms were facing the outside, covering her cheeks. Dozens of festering large and small places appeared on her body when she was shining by the light. It was hard to tell whether it was a sword energy or a hole of light. Just one breath made the great practitioner extremely miserable.

The next moment—

The woman flew out without warning and fell on a stone wall, breaking the entire building.

The simple man thoughtful.

In the red fog, he quietly looked at the "weak scholar" standing in front of him at this moment.

This scholar stood in the light of the umbrella, and no light could be seen, but he was exceptional and had achieved this impossible point.

Han Yue bent down, bowed respectfully, and said softly: "Sir, I have offended you... After tonight, I will never commit this matter again."

The ancient man had no expression on his face, threw away the umbrella device, turned his head and left, and the red mist dissipated in an instant.

Han Yue, who took the umbrella tool with both hands, looked ferocious for a moment. His hands, holding the umbrella tool's skin, violent snarling white smoke rose, and a huge amount of pain surged into his heart. The first person in the East Realm, holding the "punishment" thrown by the senior, gradually became calm and indifferent.

He looked down at the skin he loved very much. His palms were already defeated and could not be closed. He was left with a pair of shriveled and black metacarpal bones as dry and black as wood. No matter how great he had great means, he could not repair them, so he could only give up and abandon them.

He came to the collapsed building without expression.

The woman was bleeding and pus all over her body, but the woman with intact cheeks cried bitterly, her voice hoarse, and she said loudly: "Thank you for helping her, sir!"

Han Yue stepped on the woman's face, and a huge spider web was sank in the ground. He stepped on dozens of times, so that smoke could be picked up on the ground and the rain rose.

After all the silence, Han Yue squatted down, held his bloody palm, without any pity, picked up the woman who was about to die of anger, and asked gently, "Does it hurt?"

Taohua can no longer speak.

"I feel a thousand times more painful than you, ten thousand times more." Han Yue, who was "punished" by the umbrella device with both hands, said with a smile: "I told you that I want to provoke Ning Yi's girl. Yes, but you must not report it to the door of the East Realm. Have you forgotten? You are a cheap life, and you will die if you die. Do you still want me to be buried with you?"

The woman's face was beyond recognition and her voice was choked.

"I...I haven't...I thought... there was such an adult..."

The intermittent sound is extremely pitiful.

"I was wrong...sir...I was really wrong..."

After hearing this, Han Yue pondered for a long time.

His face gradually became gentle. He hugged the peach blossoms in his arms and gently stroked the woman's cheeks with one palm, as if it had the effect of healing the spring breeze. Every time the peach blossoms touched, the injury subsided, and finally recovered 70% to 80%, but with some blood stains.

The woman cried loudly.

After crying.

Taohua said in a difficult voice: "Sir...Who is the one from the Sui Dynasty behind that girl?"

"I don't know, nor do I want to know." Han Yue looked muted, and he said lightly: "Remember, don't be curious about what you shouldn't be curious. You can't afford to offend me, and I can't afford to offend me."

Peach blossoms close their eyes.

Hearing Han Yue holding a puzzled voice, "The Nirvana Realm of Great Sui Dynasty is not too much, but I have never seen this one before."

Mr. Ganlu said indifferently: "To meet today, in order to save your life, he gave me a punishment, and dared not refuse to accept it. This 'scholar' is my favorite body in the glass cup and has been damaged."

Taohua closed her eyes, her face flushed, and she said with a trembling voice: "After returning to the East, let Mr. Ping whip and punish him."

"I said, let you stay young forever and live with me forever." Han Yue glanced at the woman and sneered: "Today's lesson is to give you a memory. The East Realm is the East Realm, and the sky is the sky capital. The difference between the two is heaven and earth, and it cannot be compared."

Taohua said resentfully: "Sir, Taohua must be careful after it."

Han Yue nodded softly.

The woman hesitated for a moment, as if she was thinking of the huge power that was heart-pounding in the simple man's every move on the street.

She looked at the scholar's expression and said carefully: "Sir... you will have such a day."

Han Yue was in a little better mood. He hung his hand on Taohua's cheek and smiled gently: "Heaven and earth, be careful when talking, don't talk nonsense, otherwise... believe it or not, I tear your mouth?"
Chapter completed!