I Am a Magic Sword

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"Then thank you President Sun!"

Three days later, Qingyan came to Sanhan Town. In the town, she found the intelligence personnel of the Hongyun Chamber of Commerce. The person in charge was a martial artist in the later period of the world, but they did not find anyone.

Qingyan stood in a small courtyard in Sanao Town, looking at the Black Cloud Mountains in the distance. She knew that she would have to go in person to complete the task quickly.

In a natural cave in the Black Cloud Mountains, Han Yuming squatted aside, staring at the burning campfire in a daze.

Beside the campfire, a beautiful-looking and delicate girl is busy.

She cut some dried meat into pieces with a knife, lifted the lid of the iron pan, poured the dried meat into the boiling water in the iron pan, and then poured some salt and spices.

With the lid closed, the girl turned her head and looked at Han Yuming: "Brother Han, you can eat it later!"

But Han Yuming did not answer, he was still stunned.

"Brother Han?"

"Huh?" Han Yuming woke up, "What's the matter?"

"What are you thinking?"

Hearing Liu Caier's question, Han Yuming whispered, "I'm thinking, how can we escape!"

"Aren't we already escaped?" Liu Caier asked. "And not all the people who killed us were killed by you?"

"No! We haven't yet!" Han Yuming sighed, "I think, the teacher will send someone again soon!"

"By then, will Brother Han kill them directly? Like last time?"

"Last time?" Han Yuming shook his head. "Impossible!"

"How could it be?" Liu Caier looked at him with admiring eyes, "Han, you are the most powerful warrior I have ever seen, better than my grandfather. The Tian family is so powerful, is it still killed by you?"

Han Yuming smiled reluctantly: "You don't know how powerful our sect is. Among the disciples of Xueshamen, my strength is only moderately high!"

"Aren't you already a martial artist in the later stage of breaking the sky?"

"I'm talking about the martial arts in the late stage of breaking the sky, I can only rank in the middle!"

Liu Caier pursed her lips, and tears flowed down her face. She choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, Brother Han, I dragged you!"

"Don't say sorry, this is my choice!" Han Yuming clenched the long knife in his hand, "I was not suitable for staying in the blood, and I had long wanted to leave... And the guys at that time were really too much. some."

Liu Caier remembered that night she was ripped open...

"Brother Han, why do you want to join Xueshamen?"

Han Yuming closed his eyes: "When I was born, there was no father. When I was thirteen, my father came to the door and took me to the Blood Mormon... so I became a Blood Mormon."

Liu Caier comforted: "This can't blame you! You can't help yourself!"

In the dark cave, it quickly calmed down, only to hear the boiling sound of the soup gradually.

"I estimate that our approximate whereabouts should have been controlled by Zong Men!"

"Blood gate, how powerful is it?"

"Very powerful!" Han Yuming said, "but don't worry about it, we are still hopeful to escape."

"How to say?"

"Tomorrow, my strength will be almost completely restored. At that time, I will fly directly with me. At that time, I am not afraid of being traced. As long as I leave Jiang Pingguo, the influence of the blood evil will be greatly reduced, and then we You can live incognito and change your identity!"

"really?"

"Of course it is true!" Han Yuming said confidently. "I am a member of Xueshoutang. I know Zongmen's influence very well. As long as I leave Jiang Pingguo, we will be much safer."

"I am a member of Blood Shou Tang, and Master Chen will only send the people of Blood Shou Tang to chase me down, but more than a month ago, most of Blood Shou Tang's late days of breaking the heavens and the peak martial arts people have entered the secret realm of An Su. If they can survive, their harvest is very good. Most of them are in retreat. Near Jiang Pingguo, there are few members of the Blood Hand Church who break the peak strength of the heavens. Even if there are, they have more urgent and important tasks in their hands! "

"We arrived in the Black Cloud Mountains five days ago, and the news should not reach the headquarters. I counted the time. Even if Zongmen wanted to send a warrior from the top of the sky to come and deal with me, he should first go to the headquarters of Jiangping Guohongyun Chamber of Commerce, From Xueshamen to the headquarters of the Red Cloud Chamber of Commerce, from the headquarters to the Black Cloud Mountains, even if the peak of the sky is harsh, they will at least be the day after tomorrow... We will leave directly tomorrow, just a time difference!"

"Well, I listen to Brother Han!"

Han Yuming's confident tone gave Liu Caier unlimited confidence.

She suddenly felt that life was full of hope again.

She lay in Han Yuming's arms and felt Han Yuming's rough hands touching her long hair. She felt very safe.

Qing Yan stood above the Black Cloud Mountains, looking at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and whispered: "Master Jianling, please, help me find Han Yuming this time!"

If you let Qing Yan look for a hidden warrior in the vast mountains, it will be like finding a treasure in the sea.

But if Lord Sword Spirit is willing to help, you will be different!

For the average person, the Black Cloud Mountain Range is a bit outrageously large, but for the Red Blood Sword Spirit with the strength of the consciousness of the strongest person in the field, it is very general.

"can!"

Chen Hao agreed directly.

The significance of the existence of weapons, is not to help the sword master to kill?

So, above the Black Cloud Mountains, a black shadow began to quickly pass.

In the cave, a scent of meat began to permeate, Liu Caier struggled to sit up from Han Yuming's arms, came to uncover the iron pan, and scooped the milky soup with an iron spoon: "Brother Han, you can eat!"

She carefully scooped a bowl of meat and handed it to Han Yuming. Han Yuming gently took a sip of soup, and the fragrance instantly filled the lips and tongue.

"how does it taste?"

Liu Caier asked in a low voice.

"well!"

"Really?"

"of course it's true?"

The dark hole** not only permeates the flavour of meat, but also has a sweet taste.

Han Yuming was eating meat and drinking soup. It was not like a home here, but he felt a long-lost warmth.

He has never felt this way since he left his mother and was taken to the blood gate by his father.

Bloody door, that is a cold and cruel place.

In the blood of evil, in order to survive, Han Yuming had to work hard to study martial arts and had to compete with other fellows!

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he had to do it in order to live. He had no choice.

Looking at Liu Cai'er, he couldn't help thinking of his mother.

It is a pity that the poor woman died long ago, and he was not around when he died.