When these people left, Xin Han became alert secretly. It seemed that the fake empress dowager was like the original work. She wanted to get rid of me before I arrived in Wutai Mountain and prevent me from seeing Shunzhi.

Xin Han's strength has increased so much now, it is not unthinkable that he thought of killing this group of people. If three or four people rely on his current strength to Huajin, it is still not taken seriously, but this is the ancient martial arts world.

Those more than a dozen people have kung fu skills, and the Dragon Sect seems to have a kung hypnosis skill in the heart. He can improve his strength by shouting slogans. After his strength has improved, he has never attacked anyone. He is surrounded by this group of people and has no idea. If he can, he can hide.

After thinking about the countermeasures, Xin Han still hummed a small song and drove the carriage slowly along the official road. After noon, it became dark and it started to drizzle.

Xin Han didn't care if he had a carport covering him, but he didn't expect that the rain would get heavier and heavier. By the evening, it was already pouring rain. Seeing that the day was still gloomy, I didn't know when the rain would end.

Although there was a carport blocking it, Xin Han was soaked in the car driving position. He was hardened and walked forward again. Suddenly he heard the sound of running water. It turned out that he was at the edge of the river and looked forward. Seeing that there was a small house in the upper half of the river, Xin Han couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After being in the rain for a long time, even if you can bear it, it is not bad. It is better to go there to avoid it. Drive the carriage and head towards the hut. When you walk closer, you will see that the house is a broken temple that falls around, but it is always a place to shelter from the rain.

When he walked around to the gate of the small temple, Xin Hanyi was stunned. There were more than a dozen horses tied to the gate of the temple. He drove the carriage and turned around and left.

Suddenly someone drank behind him: "If you don't come to shelter the rain, why don't you turn around and leave?"

Xin Han knew that he couldn't leave, so he drove the carriage back. He had seen the old man watching him in front of the small temple gate.

Xin Han pretended to be a little scared and said, "I originally wanted to shelter from the rain, but seeing that all the heroes are inside, I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

The old man smiled and said, "It's okay, come in and take shelter from the rain. You're not afraid that we are robbers, are you?"

Xin Han pretended to be a forced smile: "How can you do it? You guys are heroes. Since the old man doesn't dislike me, I will squeeze in with you guys."

The old man said cheerfully: "Come in quickly, you will get sick if you get so heavy rain for a long time."

Xin Han nodded to the old man, but did not go in immediately. He turned around and touched the horse's head and said, "Ma'er, this time it has made you suffer. I can't bear to do heavy work at home on weekdays, but now I want you to get wet in the rain outside. Don't worry, I will definitely let you eat and drink well tomorrow, and I will definitely not treat you badly."

The knights looked at Xin Han in the temple and were ridiculous. Yi laughed and scolded: "This man is such a fool."

Another person said: "Liu Dabiao, you are not a miserable person. You don't know that these people are very expensive to livestock."

The old man walked in and heard this and suddenly said, "But I don't think he looks bitter. Look at him with tender skin and tender flesh, it's almost the same for everyone."

His voice was very small, as if he was afraid that Xin Han outside would hear it.

Liu Dabiao's eyes stood up: "You mean..."

The old man shook his head uncertainly: "Since he is not a target, don't make any troubles. You will try him not to hurt his life..."

Xin Han could hear it clearly, but pretended not to hear it and walked in: "I didn't expect to meet you again so by chance, disturbing you."

Liu Dabiao suddenly stood up and cursed, "Damn it, I think it's not a coincidence. Are you following me?" He said that, and took out the ghost-headed knife from behind and slashed towards Xin Han.

Xin Han shouted, hugged his head with both hands and ran toward him, but unexpectedly, his feet were mixed together, turned into a rolling gourd and rolled out, and just hit the pillar on the side of the small temple and stopped.

He got out of the way and happened to avoid Liu Dabiao's knife.

"Okay, Dabiao, it's just a coincidence. I think the guy is not a bad guy." The old man carefully observed Xin Han. Seeing that he had never practiced martial arts, he shouted and stopped Liu Dabiao, who was about to continue chopping people.

After hearing this, Liu Dabiao put away his knife and said to Xin Han: "It's not the best, be honest with me."

Xin Han nodded and sat up. He pressed his right hand on the back three times on the pillar.

The old man said, "Don't blame me, my brother is a little anxious, but he is not bad. I think the guy looks handsome and has no calluses on his hands. He should be a rich and noble child. Why do he wear such a shabby...?"

Xin Han's mind was very fast, and he opened his lies: "My family was originally a big landlord on the edge of the capital, but Aobai's land had caused his family to fall."

Seeing that Xin Han did not hesitate, the old man stopped caring about Xin Han and closed his eyes and calmed down.

Suddenly, the horse's neighing sound came from outside the temple. Xin Han's horse was driving the car neighing, and then the horse's nose was bleeding. He stepped on the horse's hooves a few times, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground.

Xin Han shouted bitterly when he saw it: "My horse."

Liu Dabiao kicked his eyes: "What are you shouting, get out, don't bother me to rest."

Xin Han stumbled as if he had lost his heart and walked out crazy and murmured: "This horse is my betrothal gift. Without a horse, how can I get married?"

He said softly, but the temples were full of family members, so he heard it clearly and laughed loudly.

"Boy, is your wife in vain? She is so stupid that she wants to marry a wife." Liu Dabiao cursed with a smile.

Xin Han suddenly laughed when he got outside: "This acting is the best actor. Why didn't I find such a specialty before? I'm just a genius."

The old man suddenly laughed and opened his eyes suddenly. Although he didn't know what Xin Han said, he always felt something was strange.

"Go and catch him back!"

Liu Dabiao stood up with a ghost knife and another person.

Xin Han smiled and said, "I am the Imperial Guard Chief Xin Han who you are looking for." He said that, and he stepped on the door post of the small temple.

He used all his strength and put more than 2,000 kilograms of powerful force on the door post. The door post had already rotten and could not withstand the response and broke. Then he heard a loud rumbling sound. A large area of ​​the temple collapsed, and then half of the walls fell down. Then several other walls collapsed, pressing all the dozen people down.

Everything that happened before was planned by Xin Han. When he saw Xiaomiao and these people, he knew that this was the small temple that Wei Xiaobao and others later collapsed in the original work.

He was not interested in doing anything, but was called in. Xin Han thought of a countermeasure before entering the temple. When he touched the horse before entering the temple, he used hidden force to destroy the horse's internal organs. At first, he didn't realize that as long as the horse shook, the rain started to sensation. After the attack, no matter how strong the horse was, it could not last for a few minutes.

After Xin Han entered the temple, he avoided Liu Dabiao's attack and pressed it three times on the pillars of the small temple with internal force, destroying the structure inside the pillars. Even if nothing happened afterwards, the pillars would not last long.

When the horse fell to the ground, Xin Han came out of the small temple and then added a foot on the door post. The small temple could no longer hold on and pushed Xin Han's design to perfection.

Xin Han laughed: "Yi Gang Da Si Bird, I'm not a bloody sword!" After saying that, he untied the reins of his dead horse and put them on the horse riding by these people. He took the whip and gently whipped it, facing the wind and rain, humming a tune and continued on the road.

Xin Han's purpose this time is to meet the little maid Shuang'er who values ​​love and friendship, gentle, kind and beautiful in Jin Dada's works.

I vaguely remember that the housekeeper's house was in a valley not far from the northwest of this small temple, just to shelter from the rain, and made up his mind to drive the carriage straight to the northwest.

Crash, Xin Han walked for less than a quarter of an hour, and two people covered in soil and still with blood on their heads crawled out of the rubble of the ruins of the small temple.

One is the old man before, and the other is Liu Dabiao. These two people are also fortune telling. When the small temple collapsed, they only had some tiles hitting their bodies, unlike others who were crushed by beams and pillars, which cut off the possibility of survival.

The old man and Liu Dabiao both had martial arts skills, and they suffered skin trauma but were not serious. They fainted at that time and woke up shortly after Xin Han left.

The two looked at each other and let the rain wash away the blood and gravel on their faces. Liu Dabiao checked his companions' situation like crazy. When he found that they were all smashed to death, he suddenly shouted: "Boy, I want to peel your cramps and smear your body."

The old man drank, "Stop howling, it's important to catch that boy. I didn't even notice that he had kung fu and had his braided, it was really smooth. Soon after that boy left, we could catch up with the traces of the ruts."

Xin Han only took away a horse, and the remaining horses were tied to the horse tethered stake in front of the temple. The two of them withdrew the horse and quickly chased after the traces left by the carriage.

I walked northwest into the valley. Although Xin Han could see things in the dark, he could not find a way, but saw a small waterfall rushing down in the white woods.

Xin Han read the original work and was very familiar with this place. He knew that the water was a small mountain road. The mountains and rivers flowed down the road, blocking the road.

After looking at it, I found that the carriage would definitely not be able to get on, so I tied the horse to the tree beside me and hiked up the hillside.

When I arrived on the slope, my eyes were bright, and I saw a large dark room not far away.

Xin Han knocked a few times at the gate, but no one answered the door, and then said loudly: "Is anyone there? I'm coming sheltering from the rain without any intention." After that, he knocked a few more times.

Suddenly, I heard a voice from a man and a woman deep in the big house and responded: "This is an ominous place. If the guests are convenient to go north, and travel another thirty miles, there will be towns."

Xin Han rubbed the rain on his face and said, "The rain was dark at night, so I'm afraid I can't walk thirty miles away. Please ask the master to open the door of convenience."

After waiting for a while, no one responded, he immediately said loudly: "This will disturb the master's purity." After that, he looked at the courtyard wall, and his legs jumped up with force and landed on the wall.

Now he is well-rounded, has great strength, and his body movements are more flexible, which is similar to the third-rate light skills in the world. This jumps and falls lightly on the wall without making any sound.

There is a very large patio inside the gate, and then there is a hall.

Xin Han entered the hall and saw that the tables, chairs and coffee tables were decorated with red sandalwood, which turned out to be the style of a wealthy family.

There were candlesticks on the table. He could look at things secretly without lit them and said loudly: "It is helpless to take the initiative, so he sat in this hall and walked away. After that, he sat on the nearest chair and began to practice the Dragon Elephant and Boruogong.

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Xia Tian doesn’t know why he can sometimes reply to posts, but often he doesn’t work, so he’s so depressed.

Let’s talk about the updates. In summer, we’re slow to write. I want to keep some saved manuscripts and only use them when there are recommendations or on the shelves. I read everyone’s comments yesterday, so I’ll add more chapters today.
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