"Oops."

Han Chenao's voice was final.

Even so, the pain is not over, but his face is still so perfect, without the slightest flaw, which is extraordinarily special.

Is he saving face?

With his perfect acting skills, he didn't care about anything else at all, and no matter how loud the murmur sounded here, he was still sitting on the ground.

Sitting quietly, meditating on the figure, indifferent ink.

is also a cold person, his body, his momentum has declined to the extreme, is he dying of old age?

He meditated and untied the tassel from his waist.

His face is unattainable, noble and dazzling.

The purse is blue, and there is an extra outline of a hibiscus on it, which is already hazy, I wonder if it is a blue thing?

Moreover, don't you know about such miracles?

Han Chen smiled arrogantly, he took matters into his own hands and put the small purse on his lap upright, in the middle.

The qi of heaven and earth surrounds his body.

The veins have been opened, and the sound of "boom" is the passage of the qi of heaven and earth in the blood vessels.

They are also out of control, on par with the jaws.

However, if Jaw Tianruo knew that Han Chenao, who fought against her today and had made a move, was such a person, extremely hypocritical - how could this be? She must have thought so.

The arrogant spirit of heaven and earth is passed on to the fire.

Because--

He stroked the purse, and the qi of heaven and earth poured into his purse, emitting a euphemistic and subtle taste, which flowed to all parts of the purse's body and gently fused.

The qi of heaven and earth is mixed, and Han Chenao can only control it, without full dedication, he just dumps it crazily.

He was afraid that his purse would be damaged.

The water-like qi of heaven and earth poured into his purse, and his body, green bamboo and perseverance.

On the purse, because of the infusion of his cultivation, it was full of brilliance, and the lively and extraordinary beam of light jumped on its body.

A variety of colors emerge, and on the surface of the purse, intricate patterns are woven together, and the colors are gorgeous, and they are slender colored silk threads.

It's pulling, it's rippling.

Their translucent colors quickly converged into a clear stream, and countless colors were mixed together, and Han Chenao's cultivation was all fake.

His body was curled up, his cultivation was quickly exhausted, and his whole person looked sick, and his listless head was easily tilted to the side.

He has become a "repeat offender".

He used that small purse to disguise it to the unfathomable, and he knew the taste of the marrow, and then step by step, he walked into the untraceable abyss.

His humanity was annihilated and soon disappeared without a trace.

His high-sounding reasons are even more and more false.

His heaven and earth qi was injected into the purse in order to make the purse and improve his cultivation.

His heart has also fallen into the category of "ordinary people".

And the grass is first-class, how can you know it well?

"Heh, I'll see, girl, you and I, are you dead or alive?"

Hanchen said proudly.

Is he casual? Have it? He didn't know anything about the purse.

Like water, although there is no cultivation on his body, he still has momentum.

He meditated on the ground, rubbing his purse against him, recognizing the breath of his master, and the bright light was gone, secretly warm.

Oh, the rising momentum, the purse has long been exactly the same as just now, there is no sound here, and it is so elegant that it has already covered up the shocking big secret.

"Crunch--"

The "ox cart" drove slowly, and there was spring in front of him, and a small, familiar figure was pulling the cart freely in front of him.

His speed is rarely reached, and he is no longer a few kilometers away from the Execution Department.

On his body, the wheat-colored skin rolled with sweat drops, these were the "money" he had earned so hard, and he had a bright future, and he lowered his eyes gloomily.

This car was pulled out of the grass roost, from the heart of the woods, and he had been running for a quarter of an hour, and the speed was perverted to the point of evil.

It was really fast, and the scene in front of him changed rapidly, with the sound of "whirring", and the wheels of the car making a cold and long moan.

Here, there is no means of transportation that has been banned, and it seems that there is still this one in front of you.

Wiping a handful of sweat droplets rolling down his head, and taking a bite of the wild fruit that he had temporarily picked, Duanmu Liu continued to run, his feet fluttering, desperately rushing forward, the power of the explosion, filled his toes, he ran "day and night" --

Until the jaw heaven is awakened.

"What?"

There was a piercing noisy noise, and Duanmu Liu, who was running around on his own, his ears trembled, and he heard a girl's coquettish moan.

When she first woke up, her voice was soft and glutinous, and her trembling voice was more delicate than she was caught off guard.

And Duanmu Liu even caught her confused voice, and he subconsciously wanted to look back--

"No, she won't forgive me."

The method he came up with was simple: run, stall for time, and be ready to go.

He wanted to see what the girl's heart was like, and how did the magic weapon on her body come from?

He was recognized as a runner and "a lifetime of famous".

He hurriedly ignored the situation in the jaw sky, did not look back, but continued to hold the handlebar tightly and drove gently.

He ran at a slightly even pace, feeling his strength keep up, and his heart stopped at a fixed level.

Why run so fast?

However, the girl's affairs are completely invisible and infelt.

inevitably smiled in disappointment, and Duanmu Liu, who was already running with his head held high, his stubborn steps, hurried legs and feet, extremely powerful!

"Ah......h

Jaw Tian felt comfortable.

The picture in front of her quickly changed and switched, and the "fluttering" fallen leaves hit the car and fell in front of her eyes, like a song with broken liver and intestines.

The jaw was silent.

Was she trafficked? Why is it neatly dressed, the whole person is clearly decent, and warm......

It can't be her demon pill, and Yu Pei helped her, right?

Jaw Tian thought, she tentatively observed the jagged situation around her.

Trees, tangled.

In front of him, the leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost.

The quiet atmosphere, because of his involvement, is no longer the same.

He pulls the cart and carries the passengers himself.

His hairband, the color of stone blue, was indifferent like splashing ink.

A hook of lips, a run, it's all scenery.

It seems, no one wants it, but it's still good to do it?

It's a pity that he is Duanmu Liu.

Jaw Tian's eyes swept over the loss, she knew that she was not tied up, escorted to the government, and faced the court, which was naturally fate and opportunity.

She didn't know anything about what was in front of her, but the young man was heroic but he was a ruffian.

And where she was about to turn here, she could only guess, she could not get past these things—the things that made her helpless.

She thought of the demon pill, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she had already touched the jade chain.

But, what about the demon pill!