Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

He planned to keep the two of them in the world to play for a while.

Watching the three of them leave, Feng Shayan glanced at Han Jue's body, frowned and said, "Go back and wash it, the smell is too strong."

The woman has a sensitive nose, and she can still vaguely smell a faint smell of blood.

"Hey..." Han Jue hugged her, lowered his head to smell the fragrance in her hair, put his mouth on her crystal clear and round jade earlobe, exhaled hot air, and whispered softly, "You, don't you want to go together?" ?!"

Feng Shayan felt her ears go numb, knowing that he was deliberately teasing her, so she gouged him out.

"Isn't it enough tonight? Are you not tired? Go back and have a good rest."

Han Jue bit her earball, slid his fingers back and forth on her charming collarbone, and continued to tease her, "I was quite tired at first, but suddenly I feel a hundred times more energetic when holding you. I think... I can fight another five hundred times." field, and another five hundred."

"Tch~" Feng Shayan gave him a crisp white eye, "Bragging you... I think you have about [-] seconds..."

"Hey, I'm so angry, why don't you accept your nickname?!" Han Jue hugged her, scratched her armpit, and walked her to his room, "I have to let you know today, Conquer What accent should this song be sung in..."

Feng Shayan's petals trembled after being scratched by him, and she couldn't stop giggling.

"How to sing? You teach me~"

"Oh... I want to learn, you, if you want to learn, you should have said earlier... I will teach you~"

"What did you teach me?"

"Ah~"

The two embraced and returned to the room.

Pushing open the door, Feng Shayan hugged Han Jue's thick neck.

Can't wait to jump on him and become a pendant.

………………

three hours later.

Han Jue lit a cigarette and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Feng Shayan drew circles on his chest with her fingers painted with bright blue nail polish.

"Don't smoke, I hate the smell~"

Feng Shayan snatched the cigarette that Han Jue had just sucked, and pressed it out in the ashtray beside the bed.

Han Jue stared at her graceful and moving curves, and smiled wryly.

Turning around, Feng Shayan raised her pretty face and said softly, "Actually, since you fought with Chai Yan last time, I've been wanting to ask you some questions..."

"Huh? What do you want to ask, tell me."

Han Jue rubbed his palms, it didn't seem surprising, he was mentally prepared for this.

"Have you ever killed someone before?"

The reason why she asked this question was, in the final analysis, that Han Jue's adaptability and strength in the two previous battles far exceeded her imagination.

Especially tonight.

Face the six thieves alone.

Six strangers who made Feng Shayan fall into a predicament and helpless.

I don't know what method he used.

With every gesture, the situation of the six people teaming up was easily disintegrated.

Afterwards, the six people were killed one by one with ruthless and bloody means.

Feng Shayan witnessed the whole process.

Ask yourself, she can never do it so easily.

It does not mean lack of strength.

but mentality.

Compared to Han Jue, she is far from cruel enough.

Han Jue was silent for a while, his eyes were uncertain.

Until Feng Shayan thought he was unwilling to answer her, she heard his deep voice and slow speaking speed.

"Do you want to hear my story?!"

Feng Shayan's beautiful eyes lit up, and she suddenly became interested, "Of course."

She always felt that there was some mystery surrounding this man.

Make her unable to see through and understand.

But deeply attracted her.

He is domineering, decisive and courageous.

Never procrastinate and indecisive in doing things.

He is indifferent to the enemy and ruthless in his attacks.

To my own people...

Feng Shayan couldn't help thinking that Han Jue was in Chen's house.

Faced with Chai Yan's sudden attack, he stood up without hesitation.

It was so at the beginning.

Same thing tonight.

Hearing the news that his younger brother Xingtong was trapped, he accompanied her to Qianhe City without saying a word.

Also facing the notorious six thieves, he did not back down at all.

A confident, powerful and mysterious man.

Possesses an aura that fascinates her.

Han Jue's voice sounded in her ears, calm and deep.

"Actually... I died once."

Feng Shayan's eyes widened, and she asked in surprise, "What happened next?"

"Later, I lived again."

Feng Shayan: "..."

"Can you be more serious?"

Han Jue nodded, "Okay. Someone saved me later, um, I'm fucking angry when I talk about this... After I died, I met two bastards, a little bastard wanted to save me, and an old bastard didn't want to save me." Save me. The old bastard persuaded the little bastard, but the little bastard actually changed his mind. He doesn't want to save me anymore. Are you angry?"

Feng Shayan was expressionless.

"Are you sure you're not making up stories with me here? I want to hear your life experience, not some messy bastard."

Han Jue sighed.

Telling the truth these days is always unbelievable.

Especially girls, pretty girls.

They like to hear nonsense most.

On the contrary, he is dubious about what people say.

Therefore, when a man faces a beautiful girl, he must speak less human words and more nonsense.

Only nonsense can move people's hearts!

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not. Speaking of those two bastards... I'm leaving the two bastards. I'm not reconciled, I'm not dead yet, so I stretched out my hand I picked up a handful... Well, I didn't have any consciousness at that time, I just picked it up in a daze, guess I caught something amazing?"

Feng Shayan's forehead was covered with black lines, and she raised her leg and kicked him hard.

"I guess you are a ghost, say it quickly, Momojiji~"

Han Jue grabbed her slender and beautiful Greek feet, and couldn't put it down.

"You say it's a coincidence, what I caught was a foot. You know I'm a foot controler, of course I won't let it go easily... So I was saved~"

Feng Shayan was suspicious, "How can I hear a strong sense of storytelling?"

Han Jue pointed to the sky and swore, "It's absolutely the truth. I'm going to lie to you. I, Jia Zhengjing, are not human."

"Then go ahead...I'm listening." Feng Shayan said with a serious face.

"Gone."

"Gone?!"

"It's gone. Didn't I say it, I died once and lived again. This is my story~"

"Bastard! What nonsense..."

The two scuffled together.

Enjoy the tenderness of dog food.

"Sing Conquest."

"Don't sing!"

"Sing or not?!"

"Don't sing, don't sing, don't sing!"

"Then can you change it?"

"Think about it, what to change?"

"Miss your ~ night."

"Hmph, I don't want to sing because you look malicious. After all, why did those two bastards save you?"

"Probably because I'm also a bastard. You know, bastards are always attracted to each other."

"Makes sense...huh? You're cursing me around the corner, you bastard!"

"Don't make trouble, let me ask you a question too. If one day, you find that I am not me, what will you do?"

"If you are not you, who else can you be?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's your long-lost brother."

"Bullshit."

at the same time.

Biyou Village.

"Ahh~"

"Ahh~"

Ma Xianhong and Bi Yuan sneezed at the same time.

"Who is scolding me?"

"Who is nagging me again?"

PS: Tap on the blackboard to draw the key points. Today is Tuesday. It is a day related to the life and death of the author. Whether it is life or death is a matter of the reader's thoughts.The follow-up reading on Tuesday is related to the priority of the editor's arrangement and recommendation. If the follow-up reading does not meet the standard, it will be suspended next week.In any case, I implore all the masters to click on the latest chapter and read it before ten o'clock on Tuesday night.Third Uncle kneels down for you!

Chapter 34 Zhuge Qing visits Tianxiahui? 【2 more】

The next day.

The two-hour morning exercise is over.

Feng Shayan rushed into the bathroom to wash and arrange her makeup covered in sweat.

The nourishment of love can make people radiant.

After some careful grooming, Feng Shayan regained her shrewd, capable and radiant ladylike demeanor.

Leave Han Jue with a superficial kiss.

And a stack of overnight fees.