Huatou smiled sinisterly and said, "It's not okay to know that it's from it! But isn't the Nanchen Eight Sects a good opportunity?"

Han Yun couldn't help but touch his nose and asked, "What form are these eight sect competitions?"

"Hehe, this eight sect competition will be held in the Demon Hunting Sea? At that time, you just need to find an opportunity to kill Qu Moyan's bastard, and you will not know it! Eight sect competitions, life and death, and Old Man Qu Yuan will be helpless at that time!" Huatou said with a smile.

Han Yun couldn't help but wonder that it was easy to kill Qu Moyan with his cultivation level, so why did he just pretend to be on me? Besides, why did he have to wait for so many years to kill Qu Moyan? It seems that Qu Moyan had slept with his furnace and cauldron many years ago!

But even if I don’t kill Qu Moyan, I believe he will not let him go, let alone this guy covets Yaoyao. It will be a disaster to keep it sooner or later, so why not sell personal favors to Old Man Hua!

"That's a good opportunity, but Qu Moyan will definitely participate in the Eight Sect Competition?" Han Yun said in confusion.

Huatou nodded with confidence: "Qu Moyan's bastard is not only lustful, but also loves to show off. He will definitely participate in the Eight Sect Competitions. If he wants to participate, no one dares to compete with him, so one of the places in Tianshu Court this time must be his!"

Han Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, my disciple will agree to the Master of Huayuan, but I have one condition!"

Vatto smiled slightly and said, "I know you are unwilling to suffer a loss. Let's talk about it. As long as it's not too much, it's okay for me to agree to you!"

"I want a mysterious-level or above earth-based technique!" Han Yun said straight to the point. Huatou waved generously: "This guy can help you get it!"

"besides……"

Watto couldn't help but frown and said unhappily: "What else?"

"Hehe, I heard that the Master of the Chinese Academy is the second only to the old master of the alchemy Shen Muzi in this sect!" Han Hehe laughed.

This fragrant fart is exactly what Old Man Hua likes!

Watto couldn't help but smile, stroked his beard lightly with a stinky fart, and cursed: "Don't flatter you just by turning around, let's go if you have farts!"

"Haha, I wonder if the Lord of the Huayuan knows how to refine the Butian Pill?" Han Yun said tentatively. Huato's heart moved and glanced at Han Yun: "You kid also know the Butian Pill?"

Han Yun smiled and said, "I saw it by chance. I heard that the Heaven-Buying Pill can improve the level of the practices I practice!"

Huatupi smiled and said without a smile: "I know the method of refining the Bu Tian Pill, but the Bu Tian Pill is also considered a fourth-grade spiritual pill, and it is a medium-grade spiritual pill. Even if you are told the method, it is useless!"

Han Yun laughed awkwardly: "This disciple also knows that with his current cultivation level, he cannot refine the medium-grade spiritual pill, but his skill is too strong to suppress his body, hehe..."

Huatou took out a blank jade slip from his arms, and injected the method of refining the Tianfu Pill, and threw it to Han Yun casually. Han Yun took it and saw that the required spiritual medicine was indeed not fake. There was a demon core mentioned above that Mi Tao and the long-armed golden ape.

Han Yun couldn't help but be overjoyed, put away the jade slip, and smiled and said, "Is there anything else in the Lord of the Garden?"

"It's gone, remember! You have been practicing hard in the past two years, so as not to lose your life before you even reach the Eight Sect Competition!" Huatou said lightly. In fact, he was worried that Han Yun would die before he got the Spirit Transformation Purification Bottle. He asked Han Yun to kill Qu Moyan as an excuse for him to temporarily snatch Han Yun from scattering, so as not to be suspicious! How could a person like him really go to be serious with Qu Moyan, who has two Golden Calendar backers for a furnace and cauldron? He was just unable to get along with the face, so he pretended to be furious. As soon as the sect leader came forward, he took the opportunity to settle the matter.

Han Yun nodded quickly and agreed!

"Also! I can't tell anyone about what I'm looking for you today, otherwise...hum!" Vatto snorted coldly, and the powerful pressure on his body suddenly came out.

Han Yun was so stressed that his internal organs were painful, and the big drops of sweat slid down the forehead, and Watto then restrained his pressure.

Han Yun said sternly: "Disciple will never reveal a word!"

"Well, go! I will send someone to send you the mysterious earth-based technique!" Huatou waved.

Han Yun came out of Huatou's cave, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but frown, looked down at his right hand, and opened his steps and left quickly.

A black shadow slid out of the dark like a ghost. He looked at Han Yun's back and stared at Huatou's cave again, and whispered to himself: "It's true that's not what I expected..."

After saying that, he disappeared into the darkness and a spiritual sense came out of Huatou's cave, swept back and forth several times before collecting it back.

Han Yun returned to his residence with a gloomy face. The feeling of feeling of being stolen by someone appeared again. It was definitely not a coincidence that this happened twice in a row, and it only appeared after seeing the old man Huatou. Han Yun thought about opening the defensive array of the residence and walked in, and was instantly stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the row of houses was blown up beyond recognition, with ruins everywhere, and gravel and broken wood scattered all over the ground.

"Xuanyue!" Han Yun's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and the flying cloud boots under his feet were activated to the extreme, and he rushed towards the room where Xuan Yue was like a meteor.

"Xuan..." Han Yun stood foolishly in front of the house. It had become unrecognizable. There was a large deep pit on the ground, and there was a broken stone and broken wood around it. Where was the shadow of Xuan Yue?

Han Yun felt like he was hit by someone as a chest, and he couldn't help but stagger, and ran to a pile of broken wood and gravel and pulled it like crazy.

"Xuanyue...yue'er..."

"Are you looking for me?" A faint voice came from behind, crisp and round, but with a hint of indifference.

Han Yun suddenly turned around and saw that in the night, Xuan Yue was wearing white clothes like snow, standing there quietly, her whole body exuding a momentum that was indescribable in words. She was like a bright moon in the night sky. Her black hair, like a waterfall, drooped to her buttocks, was blown up by the night wind, showing a mysterious beauty. She looked at Han Yun like a stranger!

However, Han Yun let out a long breath, flew over in anger, stretched out his hands and hugged Xuan Yue's delicate body into his arms without saying a word, slapped her on the buttocks twice, and said like gritting his teeth: "I'm scared you to death, what happened?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two crisp sounds look particularly crisp at night!

"Ah! You're looking for death!" A trace of anger flashed across Xuan Yue's face. Han Yun felt a huge force emerge from Xuan Yue's body, and he flew out!

Pang!

With a loud bang, Han Yun fell heavily on a broken wall, smashing the broken wall to pieces. Before he could stand up, a dark dagger had already hit his throat. A pair of bright eyes as bright as Qiushui were staring at him with murderous intent. His eyes were so strange, as if he had changed to someone else.
Chapter completed!