Raiders of the fast crossing target characters

It is no longer hot. "Zhuo Xi withdrew her hand, but was caught by a man halfway. Luo Hanyan held both of his hands in his palm and stared at him with an expression that seemed to have a thousand words to express.

He wanted to ask: Did you just watch over me all night yesterday?

Also, I have completely become a demon now... What do you think?

Can I still...stand by your side?

I wanted to say too much, but it seemed to be stuck in my throat.

Zhuo Xi looked at him, "What's wrong?"

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of hands that were as white as jade in his palm, "I am now..."

"I know what you're worried about." Zhuoxi said seriously, "Even the demons are not all villains."

Luo Hanyan raised his eyes again, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He heard the young man say: "I'm not someone who kills demons when I see them. You haven't done anything bad. Don't think you've fallen just because you've become a demon."

The man spoke bitterly: "...I hurt Yu Zhengyang."

Zhuo Xi paused, and said: "Actually, when you were unconscious yesterday, I thought about it for a long time. Yu Zhengyang should be playing a big game of chess."

"Anyway, he's not a good person." He pulled his hand out, shook the man's long, bony fingers with his backhand, and comforted him, "You didn't do anything wrong."

Luo Hanyan looked at him, his fingers didn't move at all, just let the young man hold it quietly.

He was afraid that if he moved, Zhuo Xi would withdraw his hand.

The young man's hands were both strong and soft, and there were calluses left by holding swords all year round on the tiger's mouth, which Luo Hanyan could clearly feel.

"Your clothes are too tight." Zhuo Xi's eyes fell on the man's clothes that were stretched very tightly due to the rapid growth and maturity of his body.

Not only are the clothes smaller, but the cuffs are also completely shorter.

But looking at it this way...the figure is really showing off.

He found clothes suitable for the other party from his Qiankun bag, and asked him to change into them: "You look good in white."

Then he walked to the table, looked at the food on the table and said, "Do you still need to eat now? I control this food with magic, it should not be bad..."

As he spoke, he lifted the plate covering the mouth of the bowl to see how it was preserved, and then he felt a person standing behind him, and when he turned his head, Luo Hanyan had already changed his clothes.

This movement was so fast, he sighed, and then noticed that Luo Hanyan was standing almost a head taller than him.

Lin Xiansi's height is not considered short, but the adult Luo Hanyan is actually so much taller than him.

This must be... more than 1.8 meters five, right?

Coupled with such an excellent appearance, it seems that Luo Hanyan's father is also a very outstanding person.

This genetic gene is really too powerful.

At this moment, Luo Hanyan was also thinking that the way he sees young people has changed so much.

From looking up at the beginning, to looking up, to looking down now... He has experienced various ways of gazing at the young man, but none of them can change the satisfaction and agitation in his heart when looking at this person.

Only when he looked at the young man did he feel that the world is bright.

And not as he thought before, only darkness.

Zhuo Xi also looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Well...it fits pretty well."

Handsome guys should wear this color, which makes them more handsome.

He really likes to see Luo Hanyan in this color.

"By the way, let me check your current physical condition." He stretched out his hand and put it on the man's wrist.

Luo Hanyan raised his hand very cooperatively, his gaze remained on the young man's face.

"I don't seem to need food now..." he said slowly.

"Indeed." Zhuo Xi said, "Your spiritual veins are full of power. Although it is the power of the demons, it is equivalent to directly indica."

He now suspects that Luo Hanyan's strength may not be inferior to Ji Chen's and the others.

Because his body perfectly combined the energy of that devil heart, the devil energy merged with him and wandered through every inch of his body.

This demonic heart most likely belonged to the third demonic lord they had never seen before.

People in the world of cultivating immortals don't have much information about the third demon king. They only know that he appeared a long time ago, and then returned to the demon abyss, and there was no news after that.

Now it seems...Ji Chen took this evil heart to find someone as a carrier, and it should be to find someone to inherit it.

He originally wanted to rely on this to allow the demon clan to have a demon king again and strengthen their power, but unexpectedly, it was given to Luo Hanyan.

At this time, Luo Hanyan would never help them, and he didn't want to be a devil at all.

For him, the only thing he wants is to stay by Zhuoxi's side, and to avenge his parents.

"Dao Jun, you just said that Yu Zhengyang is playing a big game of chess."

"Yeah." Zhuo Xi nodded and said, "I thought a lot yesterday, reorganized what happened before, and came to the conclusion."

He was about to continue, when Yu Guang was suddenly attracted by something.

He looked at the small corner of fabric exposed on the chest of the person in front of him, and said curiously, "This is..."

Luo Hanyan looked down and subconsciously stuffed the thing into his clothes.

"..."

Zhuoxi raised his eyebrows slightly.

That thing was a handkerchief, and it looked familiar.

He remembered, wasn't it the one that Luo Hanyan lent him to use in the Ding Mansion.

However, it's just a handkerchief, do you need to be so nervous?

It seems that it is regarded as some kind of treasure.

I was a little afraid of being discovered by him, so I subconsciously hid it.

Zhuoxi came up with something weird in his head, so he calmed down, let himself not think about those things, and let's talk about the business first.

"As you said, in order to cover up what he did, Yu Zhengyang pretended to be the demons... Then, he is likely to be caught by the demons because of this, and become the help of the demons."

Luo Hanyan listened quietly.

"Also, the person in the black cloak may be the attire he used when contacting the demons. Ordinary people don't need to wear that attire. It can only show that he is very afraid of being discovered by others."

"En." Luo Hanyan nodded.

"That time in Linqu Mountain, his appearance was a bit too coincidental. It seemed that he appeared on purpose at that time. If the black cloak is indeed him, he might have brought those monsters to the mountain."

He remembered that Ji Chen said to him at that time, don't put everything on his head, it means that some things were not done by him himself.

But he could leave it to the black cloak to do it.

There must be some deal between the two of them.

"There is also the other half of the Sky Shadow Orb." Zhuo Xi paused, and said, "The demons don't seem to be very keen on finding it, but instead focus on making trouble... This shows that they may have known about the half of it a long time ago." Where is the bead?"

A sound of applause suddenly sounded in his mind, and 013 exclaimed: "Host, you have just conducted a brainstorming, it's too powerful."

"Who forced this?" Zhuo Xi was a little speechless, "Who made my system only look at the source of happiness."

"...Hmm." 013 expressed his heartbreak, being disgusted by his host, he said angrily: "Host, I will ignore you if you do this... I don't want to tell you, the progress of the strategy is now stuck at 90.00% nine, It's been days..."

"You have already said it." Zhuo Xi said.

013 beeped again, and ran to draw a circle.

Zhuoxi comforted 013 symbolically, and then began to ponder.

Stuck at 90.00% nine...why?

"Mr. Dao." Luo Hanyan's voice recalled his thoughts, "What do you plan to do next?"

Zhuoxi looked at him and blinked.

"We... have to go back and stop them, and expose Yu Zhengyang's true colors."

Let everyone in the world of cultivating immortals know what kind of person Yu Zhengyang is.

This person has pretended to be a nice guy for too many years, and now that he thinks about it, he is really a very scary person.

He has the trust of other fairy sects, and the Lingxu faction is also a big faction with a solid foundation, which cannot be easily shaken.

But they can't sit still.

They must go back.

"Is there any way to prove to others that you are indeed the descendant of the master of Jiuding and Ten Jueyin?" He asked Luo Hanyan.

The man stared at him and nodded slowly.

"Have."

So, not long after, the two quietly left.

When they left, they used spells to hide their tracks, so no one noticed.

It's just that the big yellow dog in the yard suddenly leaned down and whined twice with its tail between its legs, as if it sensed some terrible existence.

The two looked back at the big yellow dog, and then at each other, without speaking.

After they left, the big yellow dog stood up tremblingly and barked a few times in the direction they left.

"What's wrong with Ah Huang?" A Lan who was feeding the chickens in the yard asked a little strangely.

"By the way, those two big brothers haven't come out yet." She thought for a while, the two of them had been in the house for too long, did something happen?

Out of worry, she ran to check, but when she opened the door, she found that there was no one in the room.

The bedding on the bed was made as if no one had been there, and the food on the table was well preserved, but it didn't look like it had been touched.

A Lan's eyes widened, and he looked around to make sure that there was no one there.

"..." Could it be that the two people she saw before were just a dream?

She tried to find every trace of them in the house.

So how could a real experience be a dream?

Finally, she found a small, pale pink hairpin on top of the wooden cabinet against the wall.

There was a small note under the hairpin.

It says in beautiful font:

"Thanks for the hospitality."

She took the note and asked the literate scholar in the village to find out what the words on it meant.

When she returned home, holding the hairpin in her hand, a picture of the two walking away together appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help smiling.

Until many years later, she kept this hairpin flower and that little note.

The figures of those two people were always engraved in her memory, and they disappeared over time, but they never completely disappeared.