After Huangfu Nalan woke up, he suddenly found that he was holding Han Jiulin's belt in his hand. He was immediately shocked and hurriedly hid the belt for fear of being seen by others.
After thinking about it, Huangfu Nalan felt that there was only one reasonable explanation for this matter, which was that Han Jiulin sneaked into his room while he was sleeping last night, and his belt was taken away by him in his sleep. Well,
, that must be the case!
Thinking of this, Huangfu Nalan not only scolded Han Jiulin for being a pervert countless times, he gritted his teeth and wished he could chop off his private parts.
In the next few days, Han Jiulin spent most of his time practicing hard. Occasionally, he would go outside to relax when he was free. Unfortunately, while relaxing today, he bumped into Princess Nalan again.
Huangfu Nalanfeng's eyes widened, and when he saw Han Jiulin, he stared at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
At this moment, Huangfu Nalan was flanked by three young talents, all of whom were extraordinary in appearance and considered to be among the best among their peers in cultivation.
"Your Highness, that annoying Han Jiulin has appeared again. Is it possible for me to teach him a lesson?"
A man in Chinese clothes stared at Han Jiulin and said.
Huangfu Nalan raised his neck like a proud white swan and said: "Whoever among you three can cripple one of his arms, I will allow him to follow me."
An imperial princess like Huangfu Nalan was a stunning beauty, and there was never a shortage of admirers and pursuers around her. However, given her status and status, if she wanted to stay by her side, she had to get her permission.
As soon as she said these words, the three young talents all turned their attention to Han Jiulin, their murderous intent revealed, and they seemed to be about to take action immediately.
But Han Jiulin just snorted coldly, and then burst out with his powerful cultivation, saying: "If anyone wants to die, just come forward!"
Under Han Jiulin's explosive momentum, the three young cultivators were instantly frightened. They all looked at each other in shock, and none of them dared to take the lead.
However, just when Han Jiulin was about to leave, a arrogant and indifferent voice suddenly came from not far away: "Your Highness, are you sure that you only need Han Jiulin's arm to follow Your Highness?"
As soon as Han Jiulin heard this voice, his pupils shrank instantly subconsciously, and then he looked at the opponent slowly approaching from a distance.
This man was dressed in simple cloth, carrying a giant sword, with piercing eyes, and a face as three-dimensional as a sculpture, looking straight at Han Jiulin.
He was carrying an extremely heavy sword on his back, but he didn't leave a single footprint on the yellow sand. This shows that he has improved in cultivation in this short period of time. I don't know how terrifying he is at this moment.
degree.
The person who came was none other than Lie Fengxiao, a practitioner of the Jianji Dao who was known as the most outstanding genius among the disciples of this academy!
Han Jiulin knew very well that since Lie Fengxiao was able to slash both himself and Huangfu Nalan off the cliff with one sword in the fire rock forest, it proved that he had no interest in Huangfu Nalan at all.
The reason why I said these words at this moment was entirely directed at myself.
At this time, Huangfu Nalan had lost all his memories outside the palace on the top of the mountain in Huoyan Forest. Seeing that the man with the giant sword was extremely powerful, he couldn't help but smile, and then said:
"Yes, as long as you can cut off his arm, I will allow you to follow me."
Lie Fengxiao said calmly: "I knocked him off the cliff with one sword back then, and now I can kill him with one sword.
And my sword... is only used to kill people!"
Huangfu Nalan said happily: "Are you the rumored Lie Fengxiao?
Okay, if you can kill him on the spot, that would be great!"
Hearing this, Lie Fengxiao only frowned slightly and felt a little confused, but he didn't say much.
Han Jiulin faced this opponent who had defeated him with a sword, but he was not afraid at all. He only felt the fighting spirit surging in his body and stared at the roaring wind in front of him.
When their eyes met, Han Jiulin felt a monstrous sword intent suddenly coming toward him, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, still looking into Liefengxiao's eyes without giving in.
Lie Fengxiao nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Han Jiulin, I hope you can meet me in the finals and don't be defeated in advance. Don't let me down."
"Your Royal Highness, the day of the finals is when Han Jiulin will die."
After leaving these words, Lie Fengxiao turned around and left, not acting like a suitor at all.
After Li Feng Xiao left, Han Jiulin turned around and returned to his house to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Suddenly, a stone suddenly broke through the window. Han Jiulin immediately took action, caught the stone immediately, and said coldly: "Who is it?"
He quickly stood up and climbed out of the window, only to see that there was no one outside the house.
After returning to the house, Han Jiulin saw a piece of cloth wrapped on the stone, and the cloth was still exuding a delicate fragrance.
He opened the cloth and took a look, only to see it written: "The strong wind roars, the direct disciple of the Lord of Blood Moon Palace.
His pursuit of Princess Nalan was ordered by the Lord of the Blood Moon Palace - Ghost Villa."
The handwriting on this piece of cloth was elegant, and it was obviously written by a woman. When Han Jiulin saw the four characters "Ghost Villa" on the signature, his heart moved slightly, and he quickly destroyed the piece of cloth.
"It turns out that Lie Fengxiao is actually the direct disciple of the Blood Moon Palace Master. It seems that he must be the extremely mysterious leader in the Fire Rock Forest."
"But who wrote the words on this cloth?
Ghost Villa has only been established for a short period of time. Apart from me, the only one who knows about the existence of Ghost Villa in this plane is Baili Xinghuo, but who is writing this handwriting...?"
"The person who can find out Li Fengxiao's true identity must be someone inside the Blood Moon Palace, and must also be a disciple of this academy. His status in the Blood Moon Palace should be high, and it was Mu Yangqiu who arranged for him to be a disciple of the academy.
In the palace."
These are the only clues Han Jiulin currently has.
While Han Jiulin was thinking, Huangfu Zhirou suddenly appeared outside the door with a list. After knocking on the door, he entered. Looking at Han Jiulin's frown, he asked: "What's wrong with you?"
?
Are you worried that you will be killed by the strong wind again?"
At this time, the fact that Lie Fengxiao appeared and promised Huangfu Nalan to kill Han Jiulin had almost spread throughout the academy, and Huangfu Zhirou had naturally heard about it.
Han Jiulin quickly organized his thoughts, then smiled and said: "I'll take care of myself now that I've come. It's not the first time I've faced a strong wind, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
Huangfu Zhirou thought that Han Jiulin was just trying to be tough, so she let out a long sigh, and then said: "Actually, your talent in alchemy is also extremely high. Even my master said that your talent is extraordinary. In the future, it is very likely that you will not be able to compete with him."
You will also be surpassed."
"Why are you working so hard on the path of spiritual practice?
As an alchemist, when the fierce wind roars in the competition field, we can just outnumber them. The alchemist cannot defeat the cultivator, so there is no shame in it..."
Han Jiulin smiled lightly and said: "Well, if there is nothing I can do at that time, I will simply admit defeat!"