Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Although Guan Gan didn't know the spell, he could still see a little trick in it.

It was a spell like a flare.

Sure enough, at the moment when the spell was drawn, he saw a beam of light rushing out of the spell in front of Ding Yan, straight into the sky. The light burst out, and both of them heard the low cry like a cow.

Ding Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's fine."

Guan Gan was thinking about the loud noise just now.

Ding Yan is a mortal who has never cultivated. He has been imprisoned in this small village all his life. He has never seen so many worlds and has not had so many opportunities. Naturally, he doesn't know what the voice was just now.

That's Dragon Yin.

If this boundary gate is just a simple gate, then God will naturally not pay too much attention to this gate. If there is a priest or something to investigate, he can use his own ability to exert force in it, and when it comes to extreme When the investigation is impossible, it can even cover up the truth, so that the priest will come and go.

He doesn't have any moral values. He just disguised his face in order to "blend" into the crowd. In his opinion, the act of killing gods is not a bold thing, but a rather troublesome thing. He does not hesitate to use other means when the trouble is easier than when he wants to achieve an end.

However, this voice blocked his thoughts. This is the dragon chant, which he only heard on King Xuanhe's birthday.

Even the voices of Long Jiuzi or Python would not surprise him so much.He even had a human-like feeling: he wondered if he had heard it wrong just now.

But that was indeed Dragon Yin.

The signal spell of the dragon's chant indicated that the boundary gate placed in this small village that couldn't be smaller and more remote was a very important gate.

Priests who can pass through this gate must be at least general level.

He couldn't help but sized up the young man in front of him, wondering whether this person had any identity that he didn't know.

Ding Yan felt terrified when he saw him, and couldn't help avoiding that look. He asked him what was going on, but he couldn't find anything useful. He shook his head, changed the subject, and said, "You used to say that there is an anomaly in the mountain. How about we go to the mountains together? If you can refine it..."

He was always thinking about this matter, especially thinking about this man who lost a blade for him, thinking about what to do for him.

If Guan Gan can take out the murder weapon that was suppressed down the mountain and use it for himself, will he be able to fill the wounds on his body—some of those wounds were caused by him alone.

But Guan Gan shook his head and said: "This matter needs to be discussed in the long term. A weapon that can cause changes is not a good thing to deal with. I have an old wound that hasn't healed. If it was last year, I might still be able to fight it. but now--"

He looked up at Ding Yan, and said, "You still have to keep up with your training. Your physical improvement is also beneficial to me."

The young man was a little embarrassed, nodded and said: "I must practice hard."

Ding Yan's physical training started again. I don't know if it's because of the Ding Qiankun blade. He always feels that his blade skills have improved a lot, and he is no longer out of breath when running circles. Shut dry several times.

"That pain just now really hurt you." Ding Yan rubbed his shoulder, complaining half-truthfully.

"If you are more proficient——" Guan Gan's expression suddenly tightened, and he stopped talking.

Ding Yan didn't know what happened, but he was suddenly blocked by this person, so he could only slightly show his head and look forward.

I saw a short-haired young man sitting opposite them in the main room, wearing a strange black narrow-sleeved dress, which looked like some kind of uniform.

At this time they had already entered the small courtyard, standing one after the other at the door of the main room. If the young man suddenly attacked, Guan Gan could guarantee that he would protect Ding Yan from being injured and get out of the attacking range of this person—if this person's attack If the attack range is as large as a village.

He didn't realize that he only thought of the safety of the youth when he was evaluating, or rather, he thought about it, but he didn't care.

"Yo, here we come." The young man raised his head, revealing that face.

This face is tough and handsome, with high arched eyebrows, long eyebrows, straight nose bridge, bright and deep eyes, and looks very masculine. True eyes.

"Sit down, don't be afraid." The man patted the big-brimmed hat on the table, and there was something beside the hat, which was dark and unattractive, but Guan Gan felt a chill.

If it was head-to-head, he wouldn't be able to survive the attack of this person's rights for a long time, but he could guarantee that this person would not get anything good.

"Who are you?" Guan Gan protected the young man behind him, and did not take a step forward.

"I forgot to introduce, this is Yang Jian, the commissioner of the Tiangong Special Commissioner." Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and he didn't look offended.

His identity is not just a commissioner of the Tiangong Special Office, this is just the identity he needs for this trip, but there is no need to tell these two people about the others.

He poured a glass of water familiarly, and looked at the two people in front of him...these two were no longer human.

The author says:

The second brother finally came out...Everyone, don't bring them in!not real!all fake!It's all made up!I made it up!There are references to fairy tales but don't take it seriously! ! ! PS: Please don’t brush the author and text or set it up in other places. It’s not good (it shouldn’t be). Thank you, brothers and sisters. Brothers and sisters, I wish you an early year