The Second Immortal Road

Reminiscing about Ran Qixi’s previous actions and looks, Han Ming knew that Ran Qixi and the deacon in front of the sect really knew each other, but the real situation shouldn’t be a quasi-double repair partner, because when the deacon’s junior came out, Ran Qixi tried to shrink as much as possible. In the corner, his eyes are still dodge, this is not what a prospective couple should do!

"This Senior Nephew Ran is the wife of Junior Brother who has not yet passed the door. Please also ask Senior Brother to return it to Junior Brother. Junior Brother will definitely remember the kindness of Senior Brother!" The white-faced middle-aged man came forward with a calm smile on his face.

"No, no, I have nothing to do with him!" Ran Qixi waved her hand again and again, and at the same time stepped back involuntarily, her entire small body shrank behind Han Ming, it seemed that she could only be given to her by hiding behind Han Ming sense of security.

Han Ming has practiced the psychic eye secret technique for more than two years. Although he hasn't achieved great results, he can barely use it. Under his mental power perception, it is not much different from the naked eye, and he can roughly sense the expression in his eyes and face. The details!

As soon as he turned his head, he noticed that Ran Qixi's face was full of hesitation and helplessness, like a little beast that had lost his way.

"What the **** is going on!" Han Ming's face was a little dark, and he didn't care about Ran Qixi's pitiful appearance.

"Uncle Master, I have nothing to do with him. It was determined by my previous Master. I didn’t want to. Later, at my request, Master also planned to dissolve the marriage contract. But before I had time, Master was here. He died during a mission, and then he entangled me!" Ran Qixi staggered back a few steps.

"Brother Han, this is the family affair of Junior Brother. This marriage contract was also made by the family brother Lingshan Palace Master and Senior Nephew Ran, Master Ruanmei Deacon, and it has nothing to do with Senior Brother Han. Please also Brother Han to return her to me instead of interfering. "The white-faced middle-aged man on one side added that the words were full of warnings.

"Uncle Master, save me. He practiced one-by-one reconciliation. If I were taken away by him, I would definitely become a furnace. I would be ruined in my entire life, and there would be no possibility of building a foundation again!" Ran Qixi was right. Han Ming pleaded bitterly, looking extremely pitiful!

Han Ming raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard that, his expression didn't change much, but he stood there quietly, seeming to be thinking about something.

Han Ming stayed there in silence, nothing in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the white-faced middle-aged man, it was compromised, and in the eyes of Ran Qixi, this Shishu Han was really hard-hearted, and he had been with him for nearly five years. Being a horse, but now standing idly by.

The white-faced middle-aged man laughed triumphantly, his elder brother's name really worked, and as soon as he took it out, he was scared that a middle-age monk did not dare to intervene!

The white-faced middle-aged man was full of complacency on his face. He bypassed Han Ming, raised his hand slightly, and grabbed it at Ran Qixi.

Ran Qixi felt that there had been a fork in her life. One was taken away, and since then she became a furnace. When she was tired or useless, she just threw it away or traded it out as an item. The other is to escape from the Deacon’s Hall, the trustee receives a mission, and escapes from the sect to avoid the limelight for ten or eight years!

But Ran Qixi was very clear, as long as she wanted to run, the fat white man on the opposite side would definitely stop him. Although he had only entered the base-building period in the past two years, he was definitely not comparable to her ordinary Qi training Dzogchen! Moreover, Fatty Bai was also the deacon of the Deacon’s Hall. He greeted a hundred responses and started his hands. Naturally, many people would like to help the deacon to capture her as a monk during the Qi training period!

Although knowing that the possibility of escape by her own strength is very low, Ran Qixi is still unwilling to sit and wait for death. When the white-faced middle-aged person is about to grab it with one hand, she raises her feet with a light body technique, and her body flashes slightly towards the hall. Rushed to the door.

"Hey, my wife is still a husband. I was on the twelfth level of Qi training two years ago? I still want to run. It's really naughty!" Seeing Ran Qixi ran away, instead of accident, he laughed. Two beeps.

The white-faced middle-aged man gently pinched the Fa Jue in his hand, and the cyan vines with the thickness of a dozen thumbs flew out from his sleeves, like a dozen spirit snakes. When he came to Zhang, he caught up to the front.

Ran Qixi turned back a little bit and saw the vines chasing the front, her face was full of panic, but after a while, she threw out seven or eight talisman seals in a row, and continued to flee towards the entrance of the hall without any reduction in speed. .

Although she knew which Fuzhuan could not stop the cyan vines, Ran Qixi had no choice. As long as she stayed for a while, she would completely lose her chance of escape.

Ran Qixi is betting, she is betting that the cyan vines will not hurt her, after all, the white-faced middle-aged people still need her to be a furnace!

Fu Zhuan greeted the waving cyan vines, and only heard the crisp sound, all the Fu Zhuan were pulled to the ground, and some were directly shredded without being excited.

Fu Zhuan was completely vulnerable!

The cyan vine suddenly accelerated, chasing in front of Ran Qixi, and with a light wave, it hit Ran Qixi's body guard aura firmly, and easily shattered the shield, but it was about to draw Ran Qixi's body. When I suddenly shrank, I withdrew back!

"It's true!" Ran Qixi was happy, pinched the two-handed tactics, and didn't know what secret technique he had used. He suddenly twisted his body at an incredible angle, slammed to the side, and temporarily opened the distance from the cyan vine. .

Ran Qixi twisted her foot and continued to rush towards the entrance of the hall.

Seeing that Ran Qixi was about to approach the gate of the Deacon's Hall, the white-faced middle-aged man was not anxious. Instead, he gently waved his hands and gathered the vines back together, holding his hands on his chest with a smile on his face.

Seeing the entrance of the main hall right in front of her, a trace of excitement flashed in Ran Qixi's eyes. As long as she got out of the Deacon Hall, she would be able to take out the high-grade flying boat, and the possibility of escaping from the sect was much greater!

But at this moment, a big red net faced Ran Qixi under the hood and directly wrapped it inside.

"Ah, ah!" Ran Qixi struggled desperately in the spirit net and attacked the spirit net, but her resistance was like a caged bird constantly tearing and grabbing the cage, and it didn't work at all!

"Hey, Brother Lingshui, don't blame the brother for hurting you by mistake!" A beard-faced red robe foundation-building monk walked in from the outside of the main hall and said with a smile.

"What the brother said, the brother would also like to thank the brother for taking action!" Bai Mian Lingshui raised his foot and walked towards the tied Ran Qixi, with a smile on his face!

Ling Shui looked at Ran Qixi’s delicate face and rugged body, and a hint of **** flashed in her eyes, but she pretended to be serious and said: "Madam, don’t worry, although she is practicing for her husband one by one, he will definitely grasp it. Proper measure will not damage the madam's origins!"

"Let go of me!" Ran Qixi struggled, but the outer layer of spiritual net tightened and tightened, making her contoured figure even more irritating.

"Madam, you are so beautiful, you can't help it!" Ling Shui stretched out a hand as he said, went to Tuo Ran Qixi's white chin, his face was full of playfulness.

Seeing Lingshui’s fingers getting closer and closer, it’s useless for Ran Qixi to struggle, she can’t avoid it at all. She can only close her eyes tightly at once, and her face is full of pain, as if right away. It's about to be tarnished in general.

With her eyes closed tightly, Ran Qixi did not feel the thick finger, but felt that the eyelids were slightly dark, as if something was blocking her, blocking the surrounding light.

Ran Qixi felt a slight abnormality, but did not open her eyes, because she was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would see Lingshui's fat and greasy hands!

But at this moment, Ran Qixi heard an angry shout, "What are you going to do!" This voice belongs to Lingshui!

Ran Qixi opened her eyes slightly in disbelief, and immediately saw the tall figure with her back facing her. She was wearing a green robe. Although she could only see the back of her head, she could feel and imagine that this person must be as usual. , There is not much expression on his face, standard facial paralysis!

"Uncle Han!" Ran Qixi screamed with some trembling, and two lines of tears were dripping from her face. She had already given up and was ready to accept the future hellish destiny, but she did not expect this to send most of the hopes before. , But let her desperate people come to help her.

"Senior Brother Cai has forgotten that this Senior Nephew Ran also had some deals with Senior Brother. The transaction lasts for six years. Now the transaction is not over yet, Senior Brother can't let Senior Brother take her away." Han Ming smiled faintly.

At the same time, Han Ming lightly tapped with one hand, and two bright white sword auras flashed from his fingers, crossed Ran Qixi's body and walked slightly, cutting off all the spirit nets on Ran Qixi's body.

The red-robed monk with a beard saw that his spiritual net was easily cut off, his face changed slightly, but he calmed down a bit after glancing at the spiritual water, and asked coldly, "This is Brother Han. Well, why Brother Han wants to destroy a spiritual weapon of mine!"

Han Ming didn't turn his head and didn't have much expression on his face. He just said faintly, "Huh, the brother hasn't questioned the brother yet, why did the brother do something to the brother first? Although she is just one of my attendants!" Although the robe monk was also in the middle stage of foundation construction, his aura was very unstable. It was clearly only a few months into the middle stage. Han Ming was already stable in the late stage of the advanced stage, and he really didn't care too much!

Lingshui and the red-robed monk with a beard were both stunned. Obviously they didn't expect Han Ming to beat him up, take the initiative to intervene, and ruin other people's spiritual weapons. Not only did they ignore the losses, they began to question them!

Although Ran Qixi was temporarily out of trouble, hiding behind Han Ming, there was still tension in her heart. After all, there were two foundation-building monks on the opposite side, but after hearing Han Ming's words, her face was also weird. This Uncle Han is really a sword slant.

"Where is she from yours? She is my quasi-saturday partner. It only takes one weekend ceremony to officially form a dual monastic couple. She is my person!" Ling Shui gritted his teeth and drank it, his tone was full. It is indignant.

"Don't say that you have not held a double repair partner, even if you are a genuine double repair partner, but as long as her transaction with me is still there, she is my person. If you want to take it away, you have to ask for my consent!" Han Ming said faintly He said, but there was an indisputable tone in his tone.

In the eyes of Lingshui and Hongpao monk, Han Ming’s words were completely naked and provocative. They did not look at them at all, but in Ran Qixi’s eyes, Han Ming is now full of domineering, like a mountain blocking him. In front of her.

"Senior Brother Han actually said so, that would be regarded as contempt for the two of me. If the brother tells his brother what he said today to his brother, I want to come to the brother association to find the brother himself to talk about it!" Lingshui shook his fist slightly and gritted his teeth. Saying word by word, the tone is completely naked and dangerous.

"Oh, Hall Master Lingshan? Then let him come to beg someone!" Han Ming snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, turned his head and walked outside the hall.

Ling Shui’s eyes were all stunned. The surname Han is afraid of being a fool. His brother is a fake alchemy and the lord of a hall. The only elder of Danzong has not returned for ten years, and now there are not many in the entire sect. Higher than his elder brother, this middle-term cultivator surnamed Han is not afraid at all. What if he is not a fool!

But Ran Qixi opened her eyes wide, staring at Han Ming's back, with excitement in her heart. After four years of getting along, this uncle Han has been calm, sad and happy, she is about to forget this. An uncle Han once slashed a sword with a sharp edge, but now that Uncle Han has shown this kind of edge a little bit, it is really attractive!

Looking at Han Ming's tall figure in drunkenness, Ran Qixi somewhat forgot that she was in a dangerous situation not long ago and was almost taken away.

"Not leaving yet? Do you want to stay here?" Han Ming turned his head slightly and asked Ran Qixi coldly.

"Ao!" Ran Qixi woke up from a daze, and when she turned her head to see Lingshui and the red robe monk two or three feet away, she suddenly remembered that she was not completely safe, and as soon as Han Ming left, she would fall into danger again. middle.

Ran Qixi glanced at Lingshui, like avoiding a snake and scorpion, trotting all the way to chase Han Ming, and headed out of the hall.

But at this moment, Lingshui and the red robe monk looked at each other, and after a few words on their lips, they suddenly violent and shot away at Ran Qixi's back.

Seeing that the threat of softness was not enough, these two wanted to use strong, and wanted to take Ran Qixi away.

Ran Qixi immediately turned his head when he heard the sound of wind behind him, but saw that the cultivator of Lingshui and Hongpao's foundation stage had already rushed in front of his eyes.

Faced with a sudden violent sneak attack by two monks during the foundation-building period, Ran Qixi couldn't resist at all with a Dzogchen training, and only had time to scream "Uncle Han."

The monks Lingshui and Hongpao had a good plan. They forcibly captured Ran Qixi. Then one dragged Han Ming, and the other sent Ran Qixi into the back hall of the Deacon’s Hall. They felt that the surname Han would not dare to forcibly enter a Deacon’s Hall no matter how stupid they were. , And when the Lord of the Spirit Mountain returns, how dare this surname Han dare to have another business!

Monk Lingshui and Hongpao had planned well, but the result was not very good. They only stuck behind Ran Qixi, but they were shocked to find that the surname Han, who should be four or five feet away, actually came close.

The pupils of Lingshui and the red-robed monk suddenly shrank. Lingshui entered the base-building phase and had mana, but the consciousness of fighting skills and the like remained in the Qi training phase. He was taken aback by Han Ming's fright, and even forgot to resist. !

"Hmph, overwhelming!" Han Ming snorted coldly, and swept away the silver sword weapon in his hand.

The red robe cultivator is already a middle-term cultivator, and his reaction speed is much stronger than that of Lingshui. He quickly reacted. With a wave of his hand, he threw a small red shield and shouted, "Yu".

However, when Han Ming posted so close, he would naturally not give them time to mobilize means to defend. The radiant sword aura swept away and directly slashed on the small red shield that had not yet exerted much power, and easily slashed it. Fell to the ground.

Then a large swath of sword light was like a torrent of sword energy, swept through Lingshui and the red-robed monk flying several tens of feet before hitting the ground heavily. During the period, the Lingshui and the red-robed monk were completely like straw in the torrent, without a trace of resistance. Power!

Lingshui fainted, his robe was mostly broken, revealing a large piece of white fat, but after a while, hundreds of small wounds exploded, and wisps of blood leaked from it, making him white and red. It's very strange ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The same is true for the monk in the red robe. His robe is mostly broken, his body is covered with small scars, and there are continuous blood stains, but he is not in a coma.

Struggling to sit up, the red-robed monk looked at Han Ming with completely different eyes. Now his eyes are full of fear. There are hundreds of small wounds on his body, which means that the opposite brother Han can kill him. Hundreds of times, if this brother Han had a murderous heart, he would now be a pool of minced meat.

This Senior Brother Han is by no means an ordinary middle-term cultivator, and his strength is definitely above the late stage. The Red-robed cultivator feels very regretful in his heart, so why did he help Lingshui and this Senior Brother Han to repay the favor? For a person of this kind of strength, the Lingshan Palace Lord is afraid that he is not willing to grudge.

"Let's go." Han Ming said faintly.

"Oh!" Ran Qixi looked at the two foundation-building monks who fell to the ground in the distance, then looked at Han Ming's back, and responded stupidly, seemingly still in the shock of extreme drama and did not come back to his senses~www. wuxiaspot.com~ Want to find the latest chapters yourself? You are OUT, WeChat Follow Beauty Editor to help you find books! It's really not wrong to read the book and tease the girl!