Xuanhuan: Storytelling In Shrouding The Heavens, The Saint Is Moved

Leng Hanchan walked in the direction of Han Lian's room with a smile on her face. At first, she ran all the way, but when she was about to get outside Han Lian's room, her footsteps slowed down again. Hesitating.

Looking up at Han Lian's closed door, all kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind, as if she was rehearsing the scene where she saw Han Lian.

In the bottom of my heart, there are two villains, who have already started a war between heaven and man.

In her eyes, Han Lian's talent, appearance, and strength are the best in the world. If it wasn't because she was deeply involved in it and had some confidence in herself, I'm afraid she would feel a little ashamed just seeing Han Lian.

"Mr. Han, I guess the means you used to save me came from Zhetian Chuan, you..."

"Is that so... It doesn't seem to work, start all over again... How can you ask Mr. Han as soon as you come up, isn't that a little questioning Mr...."

"Well...Mr. Han, you want to come and know my heart deeply. I know a secret of you now. You have left me, and I won't tell outsiders. After so long, only the two of us have known...hehehe. ..”

"Hey...isn't it a bit too direct, after all, I'm a woman."

"..."

She thought about several scenes in a row, but she finally rejected them. Before she knew it, she had already arrived outside Han Lian's room.

That's all, it's not a way to think about it this way. Maybe after seeing Mr. Han, you'll know how to say this.

She took a deep breath and knocked on Mr. Han's door.

At this time, Han Lian had already finished bathing in the guest room, just waiting for the incense burner to draw a lottery.

The storyteller just now gave him a total of 20,000 storytelling points. He had already been thinking about it for a long time, but he decided to take a look at the silver treasure chest first.

In the golden treasure chest, although items like Qingdi's Heart can be opened, in the final analysis, what he needs most now is the cultivation medicine pill in Luoyujie cultivation method.

As for the practice of covering the sky, is there such a great Dan... He has not seen it yet, and he is a little unsure for a while.

He had just finished burning the incense and put it on the incense burner, and there was a knock on the door outside the guest room.

Hearing this movement, Han Lian's body moved slightly, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Yes, on the way back from the story today, he has been thinking about things related to Luo Yujie's martial arts list, so his mind is not on other things.

Who would have thought that he forgot to put up the thank you sign outside the door.

Han Lian's spiritual thoughts circulated, and then he went out of the room.

When he saw the person coming, he was slightly taken aback, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

Cold cicada? Why is she here... Han Lian's mind flashed a few thoughts, but he couldn't think of the reason why the other party came to find him. He hesitated a little, inserted the lit incense into the incense burner, and then adjusted his robe.

"Please come in."

After knocking on the door of Han Lian's guest room, Leng Hanchan was in a state of confusion. She just waited outside the door for three or two breaths, but she felt that an unknown amount of time had passed.

Hearing Han Lian's voice, she was secretly pleasantly surprised, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"I don't know what happened to Zixun me?"

Han Lian made the tea with a smile, looked at Leng Hanchan, and asked.

Originally, Leng Hanchan was looking at Han Lian's room with some curiosity. After the completion of the Tongtian Pavilion, this was her first time here.

Looking at the various delicate arrangements and smelling the single fragrance in the room, an idea suddenly came to her mind.

Sure enough, Mr. Han is always an elegant man.

When she heard Han Lian's name, she raised her brows slightly.

"Don't call me Daozi!"

She hurried forward to Han Lian, and was a little aggressive for a while, but then she remembered that it was not good, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Mr. Han can call me 'Chan'er' or 'Hanchan'. Hearing Mr. Han call me Daozi is really a gift..."

When Han Lian saw his bully coming forward, he took a step back in a conditioned reflex. This step was instinctive, and he himself felt a little baffling.

"...Okay, Chan'er..."

But when Leng Hanchan saw this, she suddenly felt a little grievance in her heart. She leaned up again and just wanted to say something, but when she saw Han Lian's face, her words changed again.

But she saw that she turned over and took out the immortal beans that Han Lian had put into her hand for her own protection, and wanted to return it to Han Lian: "Mr. Han, you gave this thing to Chan'er before, but now I'm safe, especially. come back."

Residual Immortal Beans?

Hearing this, Han Lian waved his hand indifferently, and his body still leaned back: "This thing is of little use to me, since I gave it to you, you can keep it, and it will last for a long time. There is some spiritual energy in it, urging it at critical moments, and it has a miraculous effect."

"Then I'll take this as a token of love from Mr. Han."

She quickly put it away, for fear that Han Lian would go back on it, and then her head became hot, and said: "Mr. Han, Chan'er has now passed through the seclusion calamity, and now I am a great cultivator of seclusion, before you protected me, I will protect you from now on..."

"Cough cough..."

Han Lian's pupils widened when he heard these words. If he was drinking tea at this time, he would probably spit it out.

'What are the words of tigers and wolves...' such thoughts flashed through his mind, and he only felt that the whole person was numb. Before he could speak, he saw Leng Hanchan smiling, his eyes full of surprises.

"You should not accept me, and I will treat you as your acquiescence!"

She hugged Han Lian tightly, pecked him in the face, and then ran away without saying a word, as if running for her life.

By the time she left Han Lian's room, she had already run far away, and her face was still red on fire.

Although the heart is still pounding and skipping, the whole person's thoughts have begun to wake up.

"By the way, what did I do when I went to find Mr. Han?"

"Forget it, don't worry about what you wanted to do before."

She was quite happy, and she said this to herself, for her, it was really tense and exciting just now, if such things were put before, she would feel absurd if she thought about it.

Between words, Leng Hanchan turned over to take a gauze to cover his face.

A woman is a person who pleases herself, she has her own pride, even if it is a face, she does not want others to see it.

.... Han Lian really never imagined that such a thing would happen to him one day.

He stood there blankly, looking at the wide open door of the guest room, raised his hand and touched his cheek, no matter how he thought about it, it felt a little unreal.

What kind of business is it... He shook his head helplessly and drank the tea, only feeling that it was tasteless.

This is really... Han Lian was still thinking of expressing his feelings, but suddenly he noticed something. When he looked up, he saw the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng, stretching his neck to see his head, looking straight at him. own.

One person and one bird looked at each other, the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng blinked, his face innocent.

"Lord..."

"Hatch your eggs well!"

Seeing his expression, Han Lian's original emotions were instantly taken into consideration, and he laughed outright.

He closed the door with his spiritual thoughts, and suddenly thought of something and said, "Dajin, you have to remember, you didn't see anything."

Hearing that reprimand, the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng had already shrunk his neck, and An Xin lay in the nest without moving.

But when Han Lian called it and told it to speak, it was a little dazed for a while.

Um?

Although it is considered an adult among the Peng Birds, its mind, if it is an ordinary person, is only the age of a ten-year-old child.

It does not understand the 'art' in speech and is rather puzzled.

"My lord, but I've seen everything, that guy just now doesn't talk about martial arts, sneak attacks..."

"Dajin!"

Han Lian could hear the words, his whole body could hardly hold back, he let out a low voice.

Seeing the innocence on his face, he had no choice but to sigh: "You don't understand the things between people. There are too many twists and turns between the mundane. You still need to learn some words. As soon as you hear it, don't use it indiscriminately.

But there is one thing I want to tell you.

Remember, curiosity killed the bird! "

Han Lian's words did not carry any threatening air, but were rather plain, but when the black-backed golden-winged Dapeng heard it, his hair suddenly exploded.

It thought about it, and finally changed its mouth.

"My lord, Dajin remembers it, Dajin just now, didn't see anything."

"Yes, Ruzi can be taught."

Han Lian heard the other party's words and nodded with some satisfaction.

He went back to the bed and sat down, but he couldn't calm down all the time.

For such a thing, he can be regarded as a big girl on the sedan chair - the first time he encountered it.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his face twice, and sighed again.

It's the hardest thing to endure the grace of a beauty... that's all, don't think about it anymore, after all, my days in the Fallen Feather Realm are still long.