The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

If Han Nian's beauty is flamboyant, like a flame that can ignite people, the beauty of smoky beauty is soft and gentle, like water mist that can be seen but cannot be touched but wraps around the fingertips.

Also dressed in dark black, Wuweizong's school uniform can only make people feel dignified and upright, but Sheng Miyan seems to wear the night on his body from head to toe, mysterious and elegant, with a breathtaking beauty.

Her long skirt dragged the floor, her arms were heavy with tulle, and her gait was as light as the wind blowing willows.Even with the tulle mask, the watery eyes revealed were soft and soft, and he couldn't see the appearance of the devil at all.

If it weren't for the mysterious aura that chills the heart in every gesture, Sheng Miyan would be more like a lady playing the piano and enjoying the fragrance.

Mo Ning took a few glances at her, then turned his gaze to look at the master beside him.

Shen Zhihan's eyes were also sparkling, but they were different from Sheng Miyan's.Compared with her eyes, which are covered with soft waves, but which are deep and cold, the latter's pupils are extremely clear and clean, as if they can see to the end at a glance, and can reflect all the beautiful things.

It is such clear and bright eyes that can make people look at them like drinking alcohol and not feel drunk*.

Shen Zhihan didn't notice the scorching gaze from the young man, he stared at Sheng Miyan, and saw her approaching slowly with lotus steps, and between her white and slender fingers like water onions, there was a three-finger-wide Black ribbon.

Shen Zhihan followed the ribbon and looked behind her, and sure enough, he saw Han Nian whose upper body was entangled by the black silk and couldn't move.

Han Nian, who was still persistently harassing Sheng Miyan with the "magic voice", immediately shut up and languished as soon as he received Shen Zhihan's gaze.

A smile appeared in the mist in Sheng Mi's smoky eyes, and he sincerely blessed Shen Zhihan: "Thank you, Immortal Qingyun."

Shen Zhihan glanced at the gray-clothed man, saw that he also looked relieved, and finally laughed: "It's Qingxuan who made trouble for Master Mozun."

"Brother!" Han Nian immediately became unhappy and protested, "What do you mean by making trouble? When have I made trouble for others?!"

Shen Zhihan twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, first cast a sidelong glance at her, and then took the ribbon from Sheng Miyan.

"In order to prevent Qingxuan from being injured due to struggling, I temporarily sealed her spiritual veins, and asked the three of you to untie them after going out of the Extreme Night Palace." Sheng Miyan smiled and said softly, "There are still some needs in the palace. Pack it up, and I won't send it away."

Shen Zhihan nodded: "The devil is polite."

The two communicated very harmoniously, but Han Nian was not happy: "Why don't you ask my opinion? I don't want to leave! I still have a lot to say to Ah Yan!"

She struggled desperately, but Sheng Miyan's ribbon was not a mortal thing, and she couldn't break free with her spiritual veins exhausted.

"Ayan! You wait for me!!"

Seeing the woman in the black dress walking towards the corridor without even looking at her, Han Nian panicked and tried to chase after her unfettered feet, but was dragged back by Shen Zhihan: "Endless?"

Han Nian still didn't give up, and struggled while saying: "Oh, senior brother, you don't understand! Ah Yan! Ah Yan!!!"

Seeing that she still didn't give up, Shen Zhihan simply lifted her up and took Mo Ning away across the clouds.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

Han Nian was in a hurry: "I really can't go! Let me go!!"

Shen Zhihan's forehead twitched with blue veins: "What's wrong with you? Do people ignore you if you don't see them?"

Han Nian shook his head fiercely: "She doesn't remember me! It's not that she ignores me!"

Shen Zhihan was so angry that he gave her a headache, and a red mark immediately appeared on Han Nian's white forehead: "Are you stupid? If she really doesn't remember, what's the use of you stalking me like this?? ?”

I don't know if it was because he played it too hard, or because that sentence really pierced his heart, but Han Nian suddenly stopped moving and didn't make a sound.

Seeing that she finally calmed down, Shen Zhihan moved his fingers.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the black silk that was tightly entangled with Han Nian suddenly loosened, then slipped from his fingertips like a fish swimming, and flew towards the Extreme Night Palace.

Han Nian changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and said in a daze, "Actually, I know that she really forgot me, otherwise she wouldn't look at me so strangely..."

"But senior brother, I've been looking for her for decades, and I finally found her. I didn't expect that she would become one of the three gods in the demon world."

Han Nian raised his hands to cover his drooping head, his always cheerful and clear voice was full of suppressed pain: "It is obviously the most suitable water spirit root for cultivating immortals, how could she go to cultivate demons? How much suffering and suffering will Ah Yan have to suffer?" Can you become a Demon Lord only if you are injured? Just thinking about it makes me feel sick..."

Shen Zhihan couldn't laugh anymore, and asked slowly: "At the beginning, Master accompanied you to search for three days and nights in Changling, was that person Sheng Miyan?"

Han Nian bit his red lips and nodded.

Han Nian started late, and was ten years younger than Shen Zhihan and Lu Zhilan.

When Jun Wuxin went out on a rare occasion, he picked her up in Changling City.

It is said that at that time, she was holding a few dirty steamed buns and cried until she was in the dark. She was so hungry that she refused to eat them, so she insisted on finding another little girl who was traveling with her first.

Jun Wuxin had no choice but to hold her in his arms and search Changling for three days and three nights, almost turning the whole city upside down. In the end, Xiao Han Nian fainted from hunger and was brought back to the mountain by Jun Wuxin.

She woke up on Yixin Peak and only made a noise once.

That time, in order to go down the mountain, the little baby who hadn't even learned how to control spiritual power actually burned the old plum tree in front of the gate of Yixin Hall without a teacher.

Jun Wuxin put out the fire, and he didn't know what to say to her, which made the little ancestor calm down, and never mentioned the matter of going down the mountain again.

Later, Han Nian took 15 years to form the pill, and disappeared for two years when he went down the mountain for the first time, and when he reappeared, he collapsed at the foot of the mountain with more air and less air.

Since then, Han Nian seldom stayed in Wuwei Sect, and now it seems that he was looking for Sheng Miyan who was lost in Changling City.

Thinking about it, what the master said to her back then was nothing more than something like "After you have completed your studies, you will have the strength to find her in the entire cultivation world by yourself".

Shen Zhihan's heart suddenly softened, and he subconsciously rubbed Han Nian's long hair: "Okay, this is the end, there's no use in rushing, take your time."

Han Nian raised his head, and he smiled again: "Anyway, I'm ready to go to the Extreme Night Palace every now and then to hunt you down."

"Big brother!" Han Nian let out a long howl, and hugged Shen Zhihan's thigh, "I knew you loved me the most!"

She pretended to cry so loudly, Shen Zhihan knew that it was all right, immediately raised the corner of his mouth, and said quietly: "But the premise is that you have to explain to me what is going on with the painting on the Jinglou table?"

Han Nian froze, and let go of his hand in a murmur, "Um... just drawing for fun, just for fun."

Shen Zhihan narrowed his eyes, but pinched the former's cheek: "Just for fun, if I find out that you showed the painting to others, don't blame senior brother for being merciless!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Han Nian grinned, "I know, I know! I promise not to show that painting to others!"

"No more drawing!"

"Okay, okay, big brother, let go!!!"

Shen Zhihan finally took his hand back and put it behind his back.

However, Han Nian rubbed his face, turned around and hugged Mo Ning, who was watching with a smothered smile, "Ah! My good nephew! Your master is really fierce, you have to be careful!"

Mo Ning raised his head, Shen Zhihan's clear profile was reflected in his eyes, and said seriously: "Master is the best master, not fierce at all."

When Han Nian heard the words, his face immediately became strange: "No way? Why are you brainwashed by him so quickly like your Uncle Qingzhao???"

Shen Zhihan coughed: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is the charm of personality."

Han Nian: "..."

She sat down helplessly, and shook her head while holding her chin: "Eldest brother, you have really learned from your master, you have a vicious tongue and a narcissistic..."

Shen Zhihan raised his eyebrows, looked down and was about to speak, but his eyes froze immediately.

As soon as Han Nian's heart moved, he saw the former's sword pointing at the air pocket on her body, and then pushed Mo Ning towards her: "A Nian, protect this child."

Han Nian was a little puzzled: "Elder brother? What's wrong?"

The smile in Shen Zhihan's eyes dissipated, first he raised his hand and typed out a messenger talisman, and then controlled the cloud to begin to descend slowly.

"There's something wrong with this place," Shen Zhihan paused, "If something comes out later, don't worry about me, just take care of little Aning!"