In the evening, inside the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall.
At this time, most of the disciples had already rested, and the sparse flow of people gradually left after practicing for a period of time.
"Huh!" The scattered figure of the young man slowly appeared on the training square. Looking at the night sky, he sighed slowly.
"What? Mr. Han Chen is so excited to watch the night?" Suddenly there was a sound like a bell from behind.
Startled for a moment, Han Chen turned around and stared at the graceful woman slowly walking towards him.
The woman was dressed in red, and under the cold moonlight, there was also a faint feeling of fire.
"Miss Qingxue." Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, Han Chen also slightly arched his hands. Although the woman in front of him looked only about eighteen years old, her mature charm from the inside out made everyone win.
The man's evil fire rose, but Han Chen saw a hint of coldness under the woman's dark eyebrows.
"Master Han Chen, just call me Qingxue." Tie Qingxue looked at Han Chen with a pair of clear eyes, with a faint smile on her lips.
With a dry cough, Han Chen slowly lowered his head. His eyes swept over the delicate figure on Tie Qingxue's chest. His face was also red, but it was invisible under the moonlight. He touched his nose and Han Chen
Chen then raised his head, smiled, looked at the fairy-like woman in front of him, and then said: "Then I'll call you Sister Qingxue. You are older than me, so it's okay to call you that." With that, Han Chen
He scratched his head and showed an innocent smile.
Hearing this, Tie Qingxue was stunned for a moment, but then she covered her mouth and laughed softly, and the delicate figure on her chest also rose and fell together.
"Okay then, I'll call you brother Han Chen." Tie Qingxue smiled, her tender white face that looked like it could squeeze out water bloomed into a beautiful smile, under her delicate body wrapped in a fiery red skirt
, a touch of spring suddenly rose, tugging at Han Chen's heartstrings.
"So beautiful." Han Chen secretly exclaimed, but immediately the purple silhouette suddenly rose in his heart. At that moment, his heart was shocked, and a cry of pervert slowly sounded from his heart.
"What's wrong? Brother Han Chen? You're not sick, are you?" Seeing Han Chen's sudden change in appearance, Tie Qingxue smiled, and then a pair of jade-like green onions slowly came out and stuck to Han Chen's face.
Above the forehead.
Tie Qingxue put her soft jade hand on Han Chen's forehead and took it back.
"What's wrong? Your face is so hot." Tie Qingxue subconsciously touched the back of her hand and said slowly.
"It's okay, haha, Sister Qingxue, I should go back to practice, let's say goodbye." Han Chen hesitated, then turned around quickly, his energy surged, and his figure flashed before disappearing from Tie Qingxue's gaze.
under.
"Haha, this little guy is really interesting." Looking at Han Chen who was running away like a rabbit, Tie Qingxue smiled, her eyes rolled slightly, and the smile on her face gradually faded, returning to its former coldness.
But he sighed softly and left.
Back in the room, Han Chen was also a little out of breath. Apart from Zi Ling, he had never been in contact with other members of the opposite sex. However, just when Tie Qingxueyu put his hand against his forehead, he felt a strange feeling.
The sudden rise made even him feel a little weird.
"Haha, that Iron Girl seems to have a crush on you." Old Ling's voice suddenly came to mind, and then a purple light appeared, transforming into Old Ling, and appeared in front of Han Chen's eyes.
"Um..." Rolling his eyes, Han Chen lay on the bed, slowly exhaled, and then said: "Teacher, please don't laugh at me. Although this iron girl is good-looking, but..."
"Haha, beauties have loved heroes since ancient times. You saved the Iron Sword Martial Arts School twice in a row. This Iron Girl will inevitably treat you as a hero and admire you. This is a normal phenomenon. Moreover, have you seen that, besides you?
, she has such a very cold attitude towards other people, all this shows that..." Hahahaha, Mr. Ling made these analyzes comprehensive.
"Uh..." Han Chen gave Mr. Ling a sharp look, his expression also changed, and he let out a sigh from his heart.
"Ahem, despite your usual dishonest appearance, I didn't expect that you are still obsessed with your little girlfriend. You seem to be a bit dedicated." There was an unpredictable expression on Mr. Ling's face, but soon he became lazy.
He was lying on the bed, looking at Han Chen, whose mouth was constantly twitching.
"Haha, okay, you can take care of your own affairs. For matters other than cultivation, I don't have any tricks, old man."
Hearing this, Han Chen also shook his painfully swollen head, took a deep breath, put away those distracting thoughts, got up and started practicing.
After a night of practice, Han Chen was also in an ethereal state. When he woke up from the practice state, it was already dawn. He was slowly adjusting the vitality of his whole body. Han Chen's face flashed with a faint dark color and a breath of turbidity.
It also slowly rose up in his throat, and he slowly exhaled. Han Chen stood up, took out a black shirt from the Qilin Ring, then opened the door and walked out.
The door opened, and the bright sunshine gently slapped on Han Chen's face. He walked out of the inner courtyard and slowly walked towards the training square. He heard a sound of shouting, and waves of vitality continued to rise.
It's the disciples in the Iron Sword Martial Arts School who are practicing.
Looking at the people in the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall who were practicing seriously from a distance, Han Chen also had a smile on his face. He also took steps and slowly walked towards the gym leader Tie Mu who was supervising the training of the disciples.
Seeing the young man in black walking slowly, Tiemu also had a smile on his face. After telling him to continue practicing, he walked up to Han Chen and said with a smile: "Little brother Han Chen, last night
How did you sleep?"
Nodding slightly, Han Chen said: "Of course I'm satisfied with my service."
"That's good. Haha, look at all of my disciples. They are all older than you, but their strength is far inferior to yours. Oh, it's so shameful. Young brother Han Chen has reached the first level of solid state at such an age.
, and you are also a three-ring life hunter, your future will be limitless in the future." As he said that, a look of envy rose on the iron wood face.
"Brother, thank you," Han Chen smiled, but glanced at the beautiful woman not far away who was looking at him, and his face looked a little unnatural.
Smiling slightly, following Han Chen's gaze, Tiemu also looked at his daughter, his eyes slightly moving, but he sighed in his heart, could his daughter be worthy of such a genius?
But just when Tiemu was thinking this, a muffled sound suddenly occurred to his mind. Immediately, everyone stopped what they were doing, frowned slightly, and looked at the broken door. There, there was a
A rather powerful aura slowly rose up.
"It's these guys again. This is already the tenth time. I didn't expect that the Murong Mansion would be like this. They planned to defeat them one by one and finally annex our Iron Sword Sect. This plot is really ruthless." As he spoke, Tiemu's expression also changed.
Completely gloomy, he waved his hand and led everyone towards the gate.