Lost Xiaonanzhou Group

Chapter 168
She stood on her back,
Wearing gray and black clothing that somehow looks like hemp material.

The clothes are tailored and matched, simple and decent, which reflects her graceful posture, tall and straight, and looks like she is slightly taller than Han Yuan.

This is the presentation of the perception of outsiders that women in the world are described as "heroic and vigorous" once they enter the lower ranks of martial arts.

According to the giant man told.

The girl's name: Aora hajn, from Yanshan to the North Pole to mediate the river.

The name of the clan comes from the transliteration of the surname, and the Han people call it the Orei clan based on their place of residence.

The female Chinese transliteration name is "Wolei Jinling", and she was once a very noble princess of the Wolei tribe.Her homeland and people were beaten into ruins and blood when the first quiet tide hit. Maybe she is the last Orai tribe in the world.

"The visitor is a guest, please sit down!"

She put down the hammer in her hand, pointed to a stone bench three feet away from her and said.

Her voice was low and possessed a kind of magnetism like magic.

Han Yuan frowned and sat down as he said.

Before the woman could speak, Han Yuan immediately said: "Wo... Ah Hejin, the name is too difficult to remember. This female classmate, let me say yes first, I only have one cup of tea left in my time as planned."

The woman was not angry when Han Yuan "preempted" the atmosphere she created.It was Han Yuan's title of "female classmate".It made her laugh a little bit.Originally meticulously combed and fluttering with strange red hair, her skin is as beautiful as snow.

"Female students from ethnic minorities!"

Han Yuan muttered in his heart.

The woman said with a smile: "Although your cultivation is low, your skills are really good. You and my classmates are also very good. Okay, male classmates, it doesn't matter if you can't remember my full name, just call me Ajin .”

"Okay! Ah Jin!" Han Yuan nodded.

"He, how did Yan Yuanshan ask you to bring me a message?"

Wolei Jinling sat up straight with a smile on his face, as if looking forward to the announcement of the "answer".

"He, oh! Teacher Yan told you to flee south quickly!"

She seemed to be still waiting, and an indescribably oppressive atmosphere made Han Yuan's heart feel like a heavy stone.

"I'm done!"

Han Yuan made a long note.

"He... didn't tell me where I fled to..."

From this angle, Han Yuan could even see her slightly trembling body, and the iron hammer she was holding seemed to make a mournful trembling sound.

This is a very powerful magic skill being restrained.

Han Yuan was quite surprised, but he said: "I have ten breaths to go!"

When he said that, Han Yuan stood up.

She let out a faint sigh as if the frozen atmosphere froze for three breaths.

"He is the Yan Jiaoxi that your male classmate is talking about. What kind of person is he?"

The step that Han Yuan had just taken was immediately retracted.

"Yan Yuanshan, he is usually very serious and unsmiling. But I think he is a militant fanatic just like Cheng Gang from the Earth and Bravery Department."

Thinking of Cheng Gang's passionate expression when he first met Cheng Gang in the ninth place, Han Yuan shuddered.

She snorted lightly, and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Because Professor Yan said loudly to us in the first class of the Warrior Trial in the Catacombs:
As a soldier, he can't defend his family and country, so what's the use of even reaching the seventh rank of martial artist? "

"what?"

Although expected, she still couldn't help being surprised.

Han Yuan muttered: "Although it sounded like blood boiling at the time, but I have already reached the seventh level of martial arts. I think it is not worthwhile to let the birds fly and stick to it. So he is right, this time the secluded tide really came. You run for your life now."

This time Han Yuan really planned to leave.

She sighed again: "Whether anyone comes to listen or not, let me tell his story!"

Han Yuan's original steps were once again suppressed by some strange magic power, so he had to stop.

"He comes from the well-known Yishui Yan family in the north of the mountain. His family ranks 63rd according to the "Clan Chronicles" of your Song Dynasty. In the 20th year of Xianning, he just turned 17 years old, and he was a warrior of the ninth rank. He is the most talented martial artist in the entire Shanbei Province. Moreover, his soul power has reached 31 at that time, and he can use the "Spiritual Terror" that even the martial artist can't resist. Mysterious drumming."

"Huh? Professor Xi was so powerful when he was young!"

For example, according to what Wulei Jinling said just now, Han Yuan believed that Yan Yuanshan could be included in the ranks of the world's top warriors at the age of 17.

"In the 21st year of Xianning, the quiet tide struck, and the Northland was turned into a piece of wasteland. Our homeland was completely gone. The Yan family in Yishui, whose ancestral home was in Shanbei Road, was almost destroyed. Refugees of all ethnic groups in the land fled south together. Although he was young at the time, he was responsible for the most dangerous battles with the martial artist every time, and his spirit made countless contributions."

"Broken queen?" Han Yuan shook his head.

"Later, we fled to Shannan Road. The second time the quiet tide hit, he resolutely joined the ground troops of Shannan Road despite his family's strong opposition. At that time, we all entered the martial arts realm and fought side by side. Although every battle was defeated, He is still in charge of breaking up dozens of battles, big and small, but he can always arrive at the place we agreed in advance in time afterward."

Hearing this, Han Yuan's heart tightened.

"Later, You Tide withdrew. At the old site of Caocheng, he took good care of us. We homeless orphans finally had a place to live and a meaning to live. 20 years! How long is life? 20 years? Enough!"

Following her last sentence of "enough" resolutely, Han Yuan, who was already twenty feet away, suddenly changed his face.

"quack……"

Haohaotangtang's birds flew south from the direction of Yanshan Mountain in the north. Immediately afterwards, the earth seemed to be shaking, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

Han Yuan immediately chose a high place to look at.

The sky to the north was instantly magnified by one point, like a blotch of ink being thrown into a bowl of clear water at high speed, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

"The horror of the tide's attack this time is far beyond what we can imagine. Especially ghosts, there are too many of them this time."

"I know...but, I'm not afraid!"

Just as Han Yuan was surprised when he heard the words, she turned her face instantly.

One half of that well-defined face has snow-like skin, high nose and deep eyes, while the other half has picturesque eyebrows, as if drawn with the most expressive fine brushwork in the world, but it is a plane like a white paper.

"How could it be the painted skin of Youguai?" Han Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

She sneered and said, "This is the formation of the law of the two-way foil Taoism in the cultivation world. I accidentally hit it. It is only the most superficial law. It has been 20 years. I can't do anything to it, and it doesn't want to enslave me ! Forget it!"

Knowing that her intentions have been sealed, and Han Yuan faintly felt that the martial arts of this woman named "Wolei Jinling" was extremely terrifying, in order to avoid accidents, Han Yuan immediately clasped his fists and said:
"Female classmate, since you have made up your mind, we will meet later!"

After finishing speaking, Han Yuan hit a blow, and then, he jumped up and ran like an arrow off the string.

After Baizhang, I faintly heard a magical magnetic voice whispering:

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son and grow old together with the son.

Note ① quoted from "The Book of Songs · Beifeng · Drumming".It means: life and death come together, I once told you, hold your hand, and grow old together with you.

(End of this chapter)