Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 391 Han Wanshuang's Secret

Chapter 391 Han Wanshuang's Secret

"Boom, boom, boom"

Following the sound of very regular footsteps, a black-faced man appeared at the entrance of the passage.

"senior!"

Jiang Yijin and the others shook their bodies in shock, bowing and saluting one after another.

Li Hongyan was even more frightened and knelt down on one knee, her face extremely pale.

At this time, he was full of regret.

If I remember correctly, along the way, I have ridiculed my senior several times.

If Senior Ye blames him, he must be the first one to be unlucky.

"My friends, please, Ye is a very kind person, so don't be too afraid."

Chen Ping asked empty-handedly, and said with a smile.

With a glance, he took a few extra glances at Su Lan's figure.

The woman bent over and half squatted, revealing her figure.

It's a pity that the quality of the fairy skirt was obviously good, until she stood up, nothing happened as Chen Ping imagined.

Sensing that unscrupulous gaze, Su Lan blushed and spat in secret.

In the future, if you are lucky enough to be Yuan Dan, you must reshape your eye-catching figure.

Su Lan decided depressedly.

The only one who is calmer is Han Wanshuang.

This woman is not too afraid of Chen Ping because her brother is the housemate of the fake Dan monk.

"The few of us discussed it just now. You must not let you pay for the boat ticket of the senior, otherwise I will not be able to sleep all night."

Respectfully handing over a high-grade spirit stone, Jiang Yijin said fawningly.

"Hehe, you guys have a heart."

Chen Ping smiled lightly, and the high-grade spirit stone disappeared immediately.

"call!"

Jiang Yijin and the others breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Senior Ye forgave their crime of rudeness.

"Fairy Han."

Chen Ping yelled, and then said with a half-smile: "Come with me."

"This……"

Han Wan shook her fragrant shoulders, pondered for a while, and finally nodded slightly, and followed.

When passing by Li Hongyan, Chen Ping looked at him indifferently for a moment, which made the latter's heart beat wildly in fright, and his face turned pale again.

"Senior, spare me, this junior has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai..."

Like a frightened bird, Li Hongyan hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth, Li Xiaoyou remembers."

After warning him, Chen Ping recovered his usual expression and returned to the secret room first.

The son had verbally assaulted him, but it was not unforgivable.

Of course, if he was in an unruly field, he probably wouldn't be so lucky.

……

"Fairy Han, please sit down."

In the secret room, Chen Ping threw two futons on the ground and said gently.

"Senior Ye has beaten me to shame. In front of senior, a little girl can never be called a fairy."

Han Wan sat down cross-legged, and said a little uncomfortable.

"Then Ye is the same as Zhou Daoyou, call you Han girl."

Chen Ping smiled, straightened his body suddenly, and said straight to the point: "Young girl Han, you are buying monsters from the Bishui clan everywhere to practice some kind of secret technique, right?"

"Senior guessed wrong, Wanshuang just prefers the spiritual pet of the Bishui clan."

Han Wan frowned, and said calmly.

"Hey, lies at a time like this are meaningless."

Chen Ping's expression turned cold, and he said calmly: "To tell you the truth, since the day the Wind Killer sailed, Ye's consciousness has been paying attention to you, and Ye can see everything you do. .”

"It must be the senior who is slandering Wan Shuang!"

Han Wanshuang was startled for a moment, and then said without changing expression: "Wan Shuang has no other purpose at all. If senior doesn't believe it, he can use the soul search technique, and the little girl will never resist."

"is it?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and began to doubt his own deduction.

However, he was never one to give up easily.

Although searching for Han Wan's soul means completely offending her and her backers, but Chen Ping originally planned to change his identity in Shuangcheng.

The sea of ​​people was so vast that Han Yelin might not be able to find him at all.

"Hey, since you've said that, Ye has been offended."

Chen Ping grasped it with both hands without hesitation, generating a huge suction force out of thin air, and shot Han Wan over.

"Senior Ye, don't regret it."

Han Wanshuang still said calmly.

"Don't worry, girl Han, Ye Mou only takes what I want to know."

Seeing that this girl was still threatening her brother by her tiger skin, Chen Ping couldn't help becoming angry, and pointed at the center of her eyebrows, and began to use the Sky Night Soul Search Technique.

But the next moment, Chen Ping's expression suddenly froze, as if he saw an incredible scene.

Compared with ordinary people, Han Wanshuang's sea of ​​consciousness is extremely strange.

There was a piece of golden brilliance everywhere. When the soul-searching spell hit it, it was bounced back after touching it, and it couldn't penetrate at all.

The boundless protective power made Chen Ping tremble with fear.

"The soul-locking restriction imposed by the powerful monk."

Chen Ping murmured, and then took a deep breath.

Various soul-searching techniques emerge in endlessly in the cultivation world.

In order to prevent the younger generation from falling into the enemy's hands and being searched for souls, the high-ranking monks of the great sect often deploy soul-locking secrets in the sea of ​​consciousness of the younger generation to resist the invading soul-searching techniques.

This kind of situation is very common, and Chen Ping himself has mastered a soul lock technique.

Back then, when he left Haichang, he planted a restriction in Xue Yun's sea of ​​consciousness.

If external force invades, her spirit will be directly destroyed.

It's not that he is cruel and heartless, once it gets to the point where the other party uses the soul search technique, her situation may already be worse than death.

Naturally, due to the limitation of cultivation, if the person performing the spell is the ancestor of Jindan, this restriction will have no protective effect at all.

The source of Chen Ping's fear was the strength of the soul-locking technique in Hanwan Shuangknowledge Sea.

Rao was terrified and trembling because of his huge divine sense.

Obviously it wasn't the restriction imposed by Han Yelin, Qiao Niang and other Yuan Dan monks.

"Senior regret it?"

Han Wan's double consciousness was clear, seeing Chen Ping's tangled expression, slightly parting his red lips, and said quietly.

"Behind Fairy Han is the support of a senior who has mastered mysteries, why didn't she speak out earlier to avoid an unnecessary misunderstanding?"

Slowly let go of his hand, Chen Ping said in a soft voice as much as possible.

It was only then that he realized that the tiger skin that Han Wan pulled was not her own brother at all, but a powerful monk who was at least at the Golden Core level.

Han Wanshuang ignored his doubts, and said without emotion: "Senior Ye, can the little girl go?"

"Ye is very curious, what is the cultivation level of the senior who placed the restriction in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

After thinking about it, Chen Ping asked cautiously.

"Wan Shuang doesn't know."

The confusion in the pupils flashed away, and Han Wanshuang sighed softly: "Senior Ye, don't ask anymore, knowing too much will make you..."

"Is it faster to die?"

Chen Ping answered the words with a self-deprecating smile, turned over his sleeves, and two bowl-sized spirit beast eggs fell out.

"Fairy Han must accept it, even if Ye apologizes for his reckless behavior just now."

"Senior Ye is being polite."

Turning her beautiful eyes, Han Wanshuang calmly grabbed the spirit beast eggs, and left with a teasing face.

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