System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

Han Feng's mood was a little bit stable, and his absent-minded eyes were also a little bright. After calming down for a moment, he carefully savored the several materials that the system said.

After a while, the former looked at the white silks all over the street, and when he heard the continuous mourning sound coming from the Holy Land, he paused and walked in.

"Now, shouldn't you go to the underworld immediately, intercept the soul of your good apprentice, prevent him from drinking Mengpo soup, and bring it back?"

Han Feng shook his head: "The Underworld will definitely delay processing Xiao Sixteen's soul for a while, not only because he is my disciple, but also because his cultivation base and status are on the table.

Years of good deeds, the thoughts of all beings, and the wishes of thousands of people will be recorded in the book of life and death. These will make Yan Luo think more, and may even make him recover for a while.
And, counting the time, today is the first seven, right? "

The system was stunned for a moment, and just about to say something, a chain came out of the air and packed it up and locked it up!
This method is unheard of!

"Host, you...cough cough, why can't I make my voice? Host, Hanfeng! Did you hear me?! Hey!!"

The cold wind shut down the system, and even temporarily blocked it with his soul power.

What he's going to do next may be a little crazy, and the system will definitely not approve of it.

"Damn it!"

The body of the system changed into a ray of light, revealing a look of worry that had never been so worrying. His face was actually exactly the same as Han Feng!
"What should I do... Without those things, it would be no problem to forcibly return the Yang to life, but Ye Xingchen used to be...!!"

In the next second, a few mysterious auras flashed by and were captured by the system, and his face immediately sank.

"Damn it, they really came!"

"Back then, Siming Xingjun was 'forced' by them to reincarnate for refuge, but now he has recovered with great difficulty. They must be stopped, and the host must not let the host disturb...'His' plan!"

The system looked at the cold wind binding it, never felt so strange.

In the past, he was the one who left the former aside, but he didn't expect to be trapped by the side now.

What was the problem that made him so cruel that he directly blocked it without hesitation!
Under the nervous gaze of the system, Hanfeng's figure flickered, and he came outside the main hall of the Holy Land of Stars, where Ye Xingchen's body was placed, and a total of 49 ever-burning lamps were lit all around, all of which were made by the North Sea Merman. Heart fat as a guide,
In addition, people who came to worship were coming in and out of the hall in a steady stream. Everyone's face was ugly and sad, but some seemed to be people who really came to worship, but they were actually here to see a joke.

Without Ye Xingchen, the ancestor of the stars, the status of the Holy Land of Stars would drop a lot! !
The spies sent by many forces are even counting the overall combat effectiveness of the Holy Land of Stars today, and the idea in their hearts is self-evident.

Han Feng stood in the middle of the hall, but no one could see him.

Seeing the emotions shown in the expressions of those people, Han Feng's heart was burning with anger,

Looking around, he saw that there was a defensive formation under Ye Xingchen's body, which could be used to prevent others from destroying his body. After strengthening it casually, a series of aura-like swords floated above the heads of those people.

In an instant, the whole hall was terribly cold, and many people were terrified, as if they were being targeted by something vicious, their legs trembled, and they seemed to have lost the ability to think for a while.

Confirming again and again that the selected person is not a friendly army, Han Feng slowly raised his hand, and then slapped it hard.

boom!
In an instant, explosions sounded one after another in the hall, and under the horrified gazes of the crowd, more than ten percent of the people directly exploded on the spot.

Bang!Bang da da! !Bang bang da da! ! !

The blood splashed, making everyone in the hall stunned for a moment, and then they seemed to react, and the people in the Holy Land immediately shouted: "Enemy attack!!"

And those friendly troops immediately became vigilant, and all released their spiritual powers to search for possible enemies in the hall.

The focus of attention is still those who are opposed to them, but have not shown any hostility.

Sensing their gazes, Han Feng looked over, and then shot directly to kill them all.

Could it cause a battle for the Holy Land?
Who cares, with me here, I don't believe that there are still people who dare to be presumptuous!
What if all the enemies before I fell asleep all made moves to aid these hostile forces that were killed?

It's easy to talk, then I'll go for a walk!

Using the formation against the little black heart demon before, although it will hurt the source, there is really no combat power that can match it in the whole world!

Just as the killing intent in Han Feng's heart became stronger and the bloodthirsty feeling in the whole person's heart became more serious, suddenly, a familiar but somewhat strange breath emerged from behind.

The former was breathless.

A man in royal blue clothes appeared behind him, his brows looked like Xiao Shiliu back then, and his body was filled with a strong fragrance of pen and ink.
Looking at Han Feng's back, he was confused for a moment, and then a sense of pleasure welled up in his heart.

Regardless of who the slightly familiar person in front of him is, anyway, he is from Huanyang, and he will leave soon. Now that he sees many of his enemies being killed by him, he immediately feels happy.

Then, seeing the cold wind turning around, his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and his face was dull.

"Master, Master...?"

"Stars?" Han Feng's eyes were full of different emotions, and he reached out tremblingly, wanting to touch his cheek.

But before touching it, his hands froze.

The soul after returning to the sun cannot be touched, he is clear about this, but he still wants to hug him again!
"Master, you, you are back?!"

Ye Xingchen didn't notice the stiffness of the cold wind, so he rushed forward, and his tender bodies hugged each other immediately.

This time, Hanfeng realized the problem.

Ye Xingchen's body is actually real, not illusory and untouchable!
This, why?
The former opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

Memories of that year flooded in my mind, tears streaming down my face, and I cried hard.

The two comforted each other for half a cup of tea.

Some other people in the hall saw that there were no more deaths. Although they were afraid for a long time, they soon discovered the 'mystery' in it, and looked at each other with a little fear in their eyes.

It is worthy of being one of the pinnacle holy places. Even if the ancestor of the holy place fell, he still has such unpredictable methods.

They feel nothing at all.

But soon, Ye Xingchen's expression on the other side changed drastically. His soul returned to the underworld, and many consciousnesses recovered. Naturally, he also knew many of the plans, and he knew what he needed to do.

However, now, the aura of some people who killed him painfully appeared here.

It seems that even the underworld has their people!

Now that I can see my lost master, I am happy enough, I can't put him in danger anymore!
Ye Xingchen's eyes gradually lowered.