There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Han Shu only said these words, then turned and walked back.

Seeing the situation, Zhong Ya released Heng San'er.

Who knew that Heng San'er didn't give up, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he rushed towards Hanshu.

But this time, he didn't get what he wanted like last time.

An invisible barrier stood between him and Hanshu, and Hanshu didn't even look back, crushing all his efforts.

Heng San'er became more and more annoyed, and cursed loudly, but he found that he couldn't make any sound at all. He became even more angry, and rushed towards Hanshu frantically, but he just threw himself on an invisible barrier, unable to move.

Zhong Ya sees all these things in his eyes, and can't help but feel sad, and feels worthless for Han Shu.

Just because of the words of a general who did not know where they got it, these people firmly believe that it was Hanshu who introduced the demons into the world... Wasted countless nights of Hanshu's desperate battle with the demons many years ago.

Zhong Ya sighed, turned around and followed Han Shu, leaving this land of right and wrong.

It wasn't until Hanshu left completely that the restraint on Heng San'er's body was released. He threw himself on the ground with excessive force, gnawed a mouthful of mud, and angrily spit out the mud in his mouth, facing Hanshu who left. Xiang Xiang said harshly, "I must prove that you are a spy!"

The people next to him saw a little worry in his eyes.

After leaving Heng Saner's place, Hanshu checked again and found that there were still people in several places in the city, so he took Zhongya there again, explained the cause and effect, and persuaded them to leave.

There is no Heng San'er in these places, and the people's emotions are not so excited. They hugged together anxiously, and seemed a little moved by Han Shu's words.

But in the end, they rejected Hanshu's suggestion: "Master Immortal, we know that you are not necessarily a spy colluding with the demons, because we don't understand these things, but the general said, as long as we help him lure the spies, no matter it is Anyone will help us to accommodate him, and let the family we left come back to us. We are now separated from our wives, orphans and widowed mothers. It is meaningless to live alone in this world. If it is really useful... you might as well give it a try .”

If they said something else, Han Shu could still try to persuade them, but this kind of flat tone and determination was the last thing Han Shu could influence.

He nodded in understanding, and happily left with Zhong Ya.

As a result, when it was dark, only a few people came to the door. Hanshu told them to come to him after this time in three days, and he would take them away. After repeated assurances, those people left.

It was getting dark, but the person Hanshu most wanted to wait for did not show up. Seeing him standing at the door, Zhongya couldn't help feeling a little worried, so he stepped forward and asked, "Is Xianjun waiting for Heng San'er?"

"How do you know?" Han Shu didn't turn his head, but asked calmly.

Zhong Ya's expression was also a little sad: "We have walked all the way, and most of the people who stayed in the city were old people, or they were deeply disabled, only Heng San'er..."

He is a lively young man.

Once people are old and their hearts are hurt, it will be difficult to be saved. Hanshu understands their thoughts and doesn't want to interfere. Even if something happens to them, it's just seeking benevolence and finding a home.

Hanshu felt that the underworld is actually pretty good, maybe Princess Changping left their family behind, and it would be better for them to be reunited in the underworld than to live alone in the world.

But Heng Saner is different.

He is still such a fresh young man, his life has not yet unfolded, in a world of one person, parents are past tense after all, even if there is no demon invasion, parents will leave after all.

Heng San'er should live with his parents' wishes.

At this time, there is no parent who does not want their children to live.

But he gave up so easily, treating himself as an old man... No, those old people just tried with the idea of ​​a family reunion, but Heng San'er was blinded by hatred.

He is the only person in the whole city who really hates Hanshu.

It would be a pity if such a person really took his life for this.

But these things cannot be solved by Hanshu, even if he takes Heng San'er away, it can't change Heng San'er's hatred for him...

"Forget it, that's it." Hanshu sighed, and finally gave up waiting, and prepared to go back to his room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he heard an unfamiliar voice behind him: "Xianjun, wait a moment."

Hanshu was stunned for a moment, turned his head away, but saw Heng San'er being supported by two adults, walking towards this side.

One of the two people lacked an arm, and the other lost an eye. Although they were supporting Heng San'er, their strength was limited, and Heng San'er was struggling all the time, but he didn't use any real strength.

I don't know if I don't want to come here, or I don't want to live up to the wish of these two people.

The three of them finally walked in front of Hanshu.

Hanshu's heart gradually lifted.

Did they...have they figured out how to get out of here?

But I heard the two people holding Heng San'er say: "Xianjun, we thought about what you said before, and we think it makes sense, but everyone is still a little unwilling, and wants to see for yourself how Tiangong targets the demon world. It’s just that Heng San’er is still young, and there’s no need to risk his life for these things. We pondered for a long time and decided to send him over and let him go...Xianjun, you...wouldn’t have done anything to him, would you? What did he say before? , It's just a youthful spirit, child, not sensible."

While those two were talking, Heng San'er snorted coldly and said, "If you give me to him, it will be a dead end for me. Don't forget that General Zhen Han said that he is a spy of the demon race!"

"Don't talk." The person holding Heng San'er stretched out his hand and slapped Heng San'er: "The Immortal wants to kill you, and he did it just now. Since you must die, it doesn't prevent us from trusting the Immortal once."

As he spoke, he pushed Heng San'er forward, and looked at Hanshu with burning eyes: "Xianjun, you must not lie to us."

Those eyes...a thought suddenly rose in Hanshu's heart.

He...couldn't let them down.

Perhaps, what he sacrificed something to protect back then... was this kind of look.

Hanshu was a little moved, but he didn't want to show it, so he just nodded lightly: "Three days later, at this time, come here, and I will take him away."

Seeing that Hanshu was not angry because of Heng San'er's words, the two of them thanked Hanshu with a big gift, and then carried Heng San'er back.

Heng San'er turned around and gave Hanshu a hard look, and spat, "I will prove it!"

Seeing Heng San'er's resentful expression, Hanshu actually felt calm in his heart, and he even smiled: "It's a pity, I'm not."