Third update

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"Haha, in my opinion, your luck is not that good!" A clear voice came from Han Yun's side, as if he was talking in his ear. Han Yun turned his head suddenly and saw a man in a golden robe flying quietly with him, with a faint smile on his face.

Han Yun paused and suddenly hung in the air. The man in the golden robe flew with his eyebrows as slanted as a knife, his pupils turned yellow, his ears on his sides, his nose bridge was straight and slightly hooked, his figure was tall and tall, his black hair was scattered behind his head, and his whole body was filled with a heroic and cool aura. At this time, the man in the golden robe was looking at Han Yun with his eyes open, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled open, revealing a smile.

Han Yun was shocked for a while and his mood slowly calmed down. The other party's smile made Han Yun feel a little relieved. The guy seemed to have no malice and smiled, "It seems that his luck is really not very good!"

A trace of surprise and admiration flashed through the man in the golden robe's eyes and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid?"

Han Yun shook his head and said, "I am naturally afraid, but being afraid is useless. It's better to pretend to be a man!"

The man in the golden robe laughed and said, "It's interesting, my name is Bumi, what do you call me?" The man in the golden robe said in a calm tone, without any condescending attitude. Han Yun couldn't help but feel good about it, and at the same time he was secretly surprised: "The cultivator and the monster are originally natural enemies. The man in the golden robe transformed into a monster and should have hated human cultivators very much. Why do he seem to be invincible to me?"

"The name of a friendly and domineering Taoist, I'm going to Han Yun!" Han Yun hugged and said. The man in the golden robe also followed Han Yun's posture and hugged and smiled: "Good to be lucky!" The movement looked a little clumsy and stiff.

"Brother Han, can you give the sword under your feet?" The man in the golden robe pointed at the Feixue Sword under Han Yun's feet, and his eyes were full of envy. Han Yun was stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party actually asked for the Feijian, but from the other party's expression, there was no joking.

"Brother Immortal If you like this Feixue Sword, take it!" Han Yun raised his feet, and the Feixue Sword flew towards the man in the golden robe. The purple light flashed under his feet and had already been replaced by a purple lightning arrow. The man in the golden robe took the Feixue Sword and couldn't help but brow, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, frowned and said, "I don't like the cold breath of this sword, but let's just go!"

The man in the golden robe wiped the palm of his hand on the sword, wiped the imprint of Han Yun's spiritual sense that he had hit on it, then threw the sword, flew on it and tried it twice, and looked up at the sky and laughed: "Thank you, Brother Han, I owe you a favor!" After that, he rushed out and disappeared without a trace. Two shining things were floating in the position where he was just now.

"A hundred years are difficult, thousands of disasters, ride the wind for 80,000 miles. Immortal body, immortal soul, step on the clouds and go straight to the nine heavens... I picked the stars drunk and became fireflies... I hugged the bright moon as a wine bottle!" The singing of the heroic Ganyun came faintly, and Han Yun was still excited when he heard it. He held back and did not roar. Until the song could no longer be heard, Han Yun looked at the two shining things.

Han Yun was shocked in an instant, his heart tightened suddenly, and two inner elixirs as big as eggs were quietly suspended there, the light was flashing, and the power of two demonic essences with different auras.

"It was actually two inner pills of fifth-level monsters? He...he actually gave me two inner pills of fifth-level monsters!" Han Yun was so shocked that he was extremely shocked, like a dream! He reached out and grabbed the two inner pills, and started with warm hands. The faint demonic energy was overflowing, and it felt so real. Han Yun pondered for a moment and took out the delicate green jade box and put two demon pills in it. This should prevent the demon pill from depleting so quickly.

At this time, the sky had already started to brighten. Han Yun put the little guy Jiji out of the ancient pattern gourd and continued to fly south. Jiji began to get excited and kept urging Han Yun to continue traveling south. Han Yun couldn't help but speed up and rushed south for a day.

"Jiujiu..." Jiji suddenly issued a warning, and Han Yun hurriedly raised the flight altitude and released a spiritual shield.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Two sword lights came out from the thick fog hundreds of meters away. The first one was white and fat, and it turned out to be Qu Moyan's "snow pig". Han Yun also knew the person who was chasing him closely behind. It was Zong Ze of Xuanlan Sect. Qu Moyan now described it as extremely embarrassed. Obviously, he was chased by Zong Ze for a long time, and his spiritual power was a little exhausted.

"Qu Moyan, hand over all the monsters on his body. For the sake of being the eighth young master of Nanchen, I can spare your life... Huh!" Zong Ze saw Han Yun who was standing on the high place with his purple lightning arrow, and his face was ecstatic. He abandoned Qu Moyan and rushed towards Han Yun. Qu Moyan also discovered Han Yun, stopped and stopped escaping.

"Han Yun, I actually met!" Zong Ze stopped ten meters away from Han Yun and said coldly. Han Yun smiled slightly: "If you continue to chase Qu Moyan now, I can pretend that I haven't seen you!"

Zong Ze and Qu Moyan were both stunned at the same time. Qu Moyan was afraid that Zong Ze would continue to chase him. He glared at Han Yun fiercely, and the sword light turned and disappeared into the thick fog. Zong Ze curled his lips disdainfully and said coldly: "Coward!"

Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Both of them had a marriage with him. If they were united, it would be difficult to deal with him. At this time, Qu Moyan ran away, and it would be much easier to deal with Zong Ze alone. Han Yun said lightly: "Since you don't choose to continue chasing that coward, then you chose to die!"

Zong Ze's pupils shrank slightly. Looking at Han Yun's calm and leisurely look, his original strong confidence was a little shaken. Somehow, Han Yun always gave him an unpredictable feeling. It was useless to his aura when he was on him. However, Zong Ze naturally did not want to weaken his momentum on the surface, and said coldly: "That's right, I chose death, but it was for you!"

"I'll give you half an hour to restore your spiritual power!" Han Yun said lightly with his hands crossed his chest. I wonder if it was because of the invincible noble spirit or some other reason, Han Yun felt that he was very "open and honest" now.

Zong Ze originally wanted to say it was not necessary, but he had a fight with Qu Moyan and chased after him for hundreds of miles. He was indeed a little spiritual power lost, so he took out a bottle of Juyuan Pill and ate it, silently recovering his spiritual power. Han Yun was indeed standing there quietly waiting, and did not take the opportunity to launch an attack.
Chapter completed!