my villain is too cute

Chapter 708 The Master of No Thought (14)

In the box, Wu Qin told Han Jin and the effective information he heard downstairs, and then went back to rest.

Now their attitude towards Han Jin is no longer the impression of just a little girl.

A few days ago, the young girl defeated Wu Qin, the most powerful of the four, with a single move, and then produced a book of powerful exercises that defied the sky.

Afterwards, Wu Qin and the others decided to follow the adults from now on.

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After they left, Han Jin went to bed after taking a shower.

I have been too busy in the past few days, and my body, which I had to take care of, is now terribly weak.

The girl's pale complexion was almost transparent under the candlelight, and the tiny blue blood vessels on her neck could be seen clearly.

The dark eyelashes were lightly closed, and a head of black hair was spread on the bed below him.

Under the soft candlelight, the temperament around the girl is still cold and indifferent.

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At night, the red candles are burned out, and everything is silent.

Everyone downstairs returned to the box, as if the whole world had quieted down.

Early morning.

There was the sound of swords clashing overhead.

"Chong-"

Most people in the inn opened their eyes, and their eyes were clear even in the darkness.

They listened to the movement on the roof without panic or panic, they were used to it.

Not long after, the sound from the roof gradually disappeared.

Finally, it ends with a "bang".

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Not long after, there was a messy movement downstairs.

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Han Jin sat up and looked at the figure at the end of the bed.

There was only moonlight seeping in from the window in the room, and the faint light was enough to roughly see the figure clearly.

There was no male or female, they were all dressed in black brocade robes, with a white mask on their faces.

He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade was still dripping blood.

The mask covered half of the face, revealing the bright red lips and delicate jaw, and a scarlet oozes from the corner of the mouth.

"Nian Zhu."

With his breath, Han Jin recognized him at a glance.

Apart from the initial surprise, Han Jin quickly got up and came to the end of the bed.

Nianzhu was taken aback, she didn't expect that she would recognize him.

"it's me."

There is nothing to deny either.

Not long after Han Jin went down the mountain, Nian Zhu followed behind.

Qingquelian is a life-saving medicine, it is impossible for him to entrust such an important matter to a problematic person.

Han Jin took Nianzhu's arm and told him to sit down at the end of the bed, taking the sword from his hand and throwing it on the ground.

Really, now that she saw the little cutie with a weapon in her hand, she panicked.

"Where are you hurt?"

Han Jin made a series of movements so fast that Nian Zhu couldn't react.

He subconsciously replied: "Internal injury."

After speaking, he frowned and looked at Han Jin.

This woman is always too casual with him, as if she has known him for a long time.

Han Jin tugged at his wrist to feel his pulse. It was an internal injury, not serious, and he would recover after half a month of rest.

Letting go of his wrist, Han Jin asked, "Why are you injured? Did Youlian not follow you?"

The cool touch on the wrist has not dissipated, Nian Zhu moved his hand uncomfortably.

"Encountered enemies, Youlian went to clean up the rest."

He also lived in this inn, but he was found by the enemy in the middle of the night.

He cleaned up some people, and You Lian went to chase those who escaped.

It wasn't supposed to be injured, it's just that my body has been getting worse recently.

You have to kill those people one by one before you die.

Nianzhu is not very hopeful about his body.

Those medicinal materials were too difficult to find, and his body simply couldn't last that time.

But for death, he has not yet been able to accept it calmly.

Han Jin looked at the boy whose breath was cold, and reached out to pat his head.

"Thinking about what?"

Because he was thinking about something, Nianzhu couldn't escape.

(End of this chapter)