There was a bright curve at the corner of Lu Han's mouth, and his eyes remained on Chu Qier's face.
"There are indeed people on the mainland who can destroy mountains and lands with their own strength, but that must be based on the premise of extremely strong strength. This is the inner courtyard, and such a strong man is at least not among students..." Chu Qier was speaking vigorously, and glanced at Lu Han and found that Lu Han was looking at him with a smile on his face, so he said, "What are you laughing at?"
"Looking at how you look now, I remembered a sentence." Lu Han hugged Chu Qier tightly and said.
"What's the matter?"
"There must be an excellent woman behind every successful man." Lu Han said.
"Hehe, just know that I am excellent. You must cherish me more in the future." Chu Qier's head moved in Lu Han's arms and said with a happy smile.
"You are my baby, and I have always been a person who loves and protects my baby." Lu Han lowered his head to Chu Qier's ear and murmured.
Chu Qier's ears numb, her heart was intoxicated, she was really drunk. Now she felt extremely happy. The pain of that year was nothing compared to the happiness she is now.
After sending Chu Qier to his residence, Lu Han returned happily. At this moment, he even had the urge to sing a song.
But at this moment, a white shadow suddenly attacked him from the side without warning.
Lu Han immediately took two steps back, quickly took out the Jingyue heavy sword from the ring and blocked it in front of him.
The white shadow settled down, and the man in white clothes and holding a folding fan stopped two steps in front of Lu Han.
This man in white has a tall figure and handsome appearance. He has a silver-white belt with gems inlaid in the middle. He has a pair of silver-white boots on his feet, without any dust. The overall look is a bit feminine and soft.
As he stared at the person coming, Lu Han had already recognized who he was. It was the man who looked at him with hatred this afternoon, and the leader of Xuanyi Sect, Xuan Qingshan.
The two pairs of eyes met in the darkness, as if some sparks were bursting out.
"Leave her!" Xuan Qingshan's plain voice slowly came out.
"Just you?" Hearing this, Lu Han chuckled, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, and his handsome face looked particularly rebellious under the moonlight.
Xuan Qingshan stared at the young man with a cold look on his face. He did not speak, but raised his right hand with his palm facing upwards, and a faint silver-white vitality brewed in his hand.
However, this was just the beginning. Then Xuan Qingshan's fingers bent slightly toward his palm, and then a dark blue flame appeared on the palm covered with silver-white energy, and there was a low muffled thunder sound from the flames.
"Just relying on the beast fire in your hands, I want to scare me?"
Lu Han's eyes shone, and the black energy surged out of his palm and injected into Jingyue's heavy sword. He stared at Xuanqingshan with a plain face without any fear or timidity.
He also has some understanding of the beast fire Lu Han. As the name suggests, the beast fire is refined from the body of the monster. Most of them are only used by doctors to refine medicine, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.
"My beast fire is not comparable to ordinary beast fires. At least it should be no problem to burn you seriously." Xuan Qingshan had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Lu Han with some disdain, exuding an extremely confident aura all over his body.
"Then you can try it!"
"Haha, I'm here to see you, I have no intention of using force, and I don't want to do it." Xuan Qingshan threw the flames in his hand casually to the side, then unfolded his fan and gently slapped it in front of his chest. His temperament was so noble.
Wherever the dark blue flames fell, the ground was roasted by high temperature and suddenly burst open. The crackling sound kept ringing in my ears.
Lu Han glanced at the smaller and smaller flames from the corner of his eyes and said lightly: "The purpose of your visit this time is to let me understand your strength and let me know the gap between us so that I can get away from the difficult situation, right?"
"Smart, I admire you. I have also heard about you. If you offend the Emperor's Party, why not join our Xuanyi Sect? I will protect you from now on. I will not be afraid of Xie Aotian." Xuan Qingshan nodded, and his extremely confident aura was emitting all the time.
"Haha, thank you for your kindness, but I will not join Xuanyi Sect, nor will I leave Chu Qier." Lu Han said firmly.
"Okay, I'm a man, so let's compete fairly." Xuan Qingshan said.
"Do you know how long I have been in love with her?" Lu Han took back Jingyue's heavy sword, took it to his back, and asked this question.
"I don't know." Xuan Qingshan frowned and his face looked a little ugly.
"Of course you don't know that we have been in love for more than four years. Although we are not always together, our relationship is indestructible. What do you know about life and death that I have experienced with her? She can't live without me, and I can't live without her. I advise you to give up. Qi'er can't like you." Lu Han said.
After hearing Lu Han's words, Xuan Qingshan paused with his fan's hand, then shook it gently, turned around, and walked away. The plain and cold words slowly spit out from his mouth: "Four years are not long. Do you know how many feelings are caused by pestering each other? Don't be too absolute! Maybe she will be with me in the next four years or even longer, let's go and see..."
Lu Han looked at the white figure that was leaving, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured to himself: "How many feelings are there caused by being entangled? Maybe you will have hope before Qier met me, but now, hum!"
With his back to Lu Han, Xuan Qingshan took a deep breath of the cold air at night, held the fan's hand slowly clenched, and murmured: "If she must be mine, how can the woman I like in Xuan Qingshan run away? And she is so outstanding. With Lu Han, what qualifications can I match her?"
...
The inner courtyard is in a luxurious villa.
A man in a dark golden robe was sitting in the pavilion with his body tilted, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking up at the vast starry sky, wondering what he was thinking.
The man is well-proportioned and full of the noble temperament of a king. The slightly narrowed eyes can blur the hidden coldness and ruthlessness from the depths of his eyes. There is a casual curve on his handsome face.
The breeze passes by, and the leaves in the courtyard are whispering. Occasionally, a few green leaves are blown off by the wind, and they are inadvertently wrapped around him, falling on his hairpin from time to time. It is extremely beautiful and indescribable evil.
"Son of the world, you explain Riyangchuan, who will survive with the new Thornhead?"
Suddenly, a slightly charming sexy female voice sounded, a beautiful and charming woman walked into the pavilion in lotus steps, sat beside the man, stretched out her slender hand and put it on the man's shoulder.
The woman's slightly charming face was hung with a seductive curve. She was wearing a white long dress embroidered with light golden lotus flowers, and a green belt embroidered with flowers was tied around her waist. The beautiful eyes that were slightly bent into crescent moons showed a strong love.
"What does it matter if the winner is better, whoever dies? But if the thorn head survives, I can consider putting him in the emperor's party." The man smiled and pointed at the woman's face, then stretched out his arm and held the woman in his arms, saying indifferently.
"What if he doesn't want to join?" the woman snuggled in the man's arms, playing with a strand of long hair that the man had dripped down, and asked faintly.
"If you don't join, don't join. Why bother to care? Just teach him a lesson and let him have a long memory..." A sharp look suddenly flashed in the man's dark eyes, "I will practice hard now. After the assessment at the end of the year, I will strive towards that goal. As for such an ant, I have no time to pay attention to it."
After saying that, the sharp color in the man's eyes disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.
The next moment, the man lowered his head and looked at the woman, his eyes full of charm. Suddenly he leaned his hand along the woman's collar into his arms.
The woman felt the warmth brought by the palm on her double peaks, and her eyes flashed with a blurred look, and her breath became a little rapid.
The man put the wine glass aside with his other hand, then stroked it on the woman's waist, slowly moved it restlessly, gently unbuttoned the woman's waist belt, lifted her dress, and put his hand between the woman's legs.
The twin "peaks" were kneaded randomly by force, and suddenly the woman's body became even softer, because the feeling from her body told her that the man's magic hand had touched her "hidden" secret area, and the man's middle finger had already penetrated into her body, and gently rotated and touched it on the inner wall...
The woman looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her infatuated eyes with a fascination. The fire inside her body started to burn. Suddenly the woman leaned up slightly and kissed the man's big mouth. Her delicate tongue as sensitive as a snake, constantly invading and constantly asking for it from the man...
After a long time, the man broke free from the passionate kiss, looked at the woman with a flushed cheek and a longing look in her eyes and said domineeringly: "I want you!"
"I want you too!" The woman smiled charmingly.
The man's "beast" was about to soar, and he started to work hard like a wild beast. He tore the woman's clothes into pieces in a few strokes. He quickly spread the woman's "two" legs, and quickly untied his belt, pressing down savagely...
The charming "sweet" panted and the deep roar kept ringing in the yard.
Quiet night, breeze.
The bright moon, the stars.
The seductive spring scenery in the garden forms a perfect spring palace.
The bright moonlight shone into the pavilion, covering the two of them with a faint silver gauze...
ps: For so long, Jiang Feng always feels that he is playing stand-alone. This kind of taste is quite uncomfortable. If any readers see this, I hope they can take a minute to spend time and throw flowers for me. Thank you.