Unique Zihan

Chapter 115 Shit

His voice is still so cold and lonely
The scene just now was still vivid in Zi Han's mind. This person was actually really good-looking and beautiful.
However, there is no spiritual energy gathering in the body now. Zi Han relaxed for a moment, then looked at where the village owner was standing, "What are you looking at again?"

"do not know."

kindness?
Zi Han stepped over and reached his side in a moment, looking down.
The entire Sunset Villa has an unobstructed view. Looking from here, it feels like you are dominating the world. The buildings have become so small. The earth-yellow buildings look like this in Zihan’s eyes at this moment.
Somewhat like shit
"What did you see?" As he got closer, his voice seemed to become colder.
"shit"

As soon as Zihan finished speaking, the owner of the village turned around and went to the bamboo house, leaving behind a sentence of "Wrong."

Then, a large roc flew from the sky and launched an attack towards Zihan.
Reflexively, Zihan wants to support the shield.
ah!There was a scream, and the attack hit Zi Han, piercing through.
Dapeng leaned down and flew down, clawing at Zihan's body with its sharp claws.
Afterwards, fly away.

Seeing the roc flying away, Zihan cursed, "You stinky bird, don't let me see it next time, or I'll catch you and make soup!!!"

I don’t know if Dapeng understood it, but another attack fell from the sky and headed towards Zi Han.
He shuddered and quickly rolled around on the ground, attacking the ground next to him. At this moment, he looked disgraced and embarrassed.
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At night, Zihan looked at the full moon in the sky, the sky full of stars, and the vast white snow. Then she looked at the bamboo house next to her, thinking deeply.
Do you want to go in?If you don't go in, where will she sleep?

But there was a man inside. After she entered, she had to sleep in a room with a grown man. How could she do that?
The cold wind was blowing, and there was no spiritual power to protect the body, but now there is no magic power, and he still has to resist the cold wind.

"Hiss, it's so cold. Ah," he shrugged his nose, as if he had a cold. It seemed that he couldn't do it without going in.
So Zihan took steps and was about to knock on the door.
"Bang!" A restraint bounced her back and hit the ground.

"Bah!" Spit out the snow that he ate, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Shouted, "Owner, where do you want me to sleep!"

The candles in the house were still on, but there was no sound. Zihan didn't give up, and when he was about to shout, a cold voice came out: "As you wish."

"Then I'm going to sleep in there."

"Men and women don't give and receive."

"Oh, it's okay, just treat me like a man." Zi Han really had no sense of moral integrity at this moment.
The lights in the house went out.

Zihan: "."

She didn't know that even a perfect king-level monk would have difficulty resisting the cold wind outside. If she hadn't absorbed the dragon body and had an amazing defensive physique, she would have been frozen to death by the cold wind.
At this moment, she looked at the black boots under her feet, raised her feet and took a look. Well, the soles were cracked by the frost.
衣衫
She silently took out the animal skins she had collected before, put on a cotton padded jacket inside, wrapped herself like a rice dumpling, shrunk into a ball and stared at the bamboo house with resentment.

I see you sleep!I kill you with my eyes!

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On the second day, as soon as the owner opened the door, he saw a dark thing staring at him with big black eyes and angrily staring at him. As soon as he saw him coming out, he rushed towards him.
Unexpectedly, he was restrained and bounced back and fell to the ground.
"Ah!!!" Zihan thumped the innocent white snow on the ground like crazy.

The owner of the village raised his eyebrows, walked over, looked down at her, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?" Zi Han shrugged his nose, and muttered with a slight nasal voice, "It's so cold. You won't let me sleep!" That tone was harsh. So sad, so sad, she is a resentful woman. Zi Han, who is usually calm and indifferent, has long been forgotten.
Glancing at someone in thick animal fur, "Are you cold even dressed like a bear? If you want to sleep, this place is not dirty, you can sleep."

Zihan didn't speak, but pointed at the bamboo house
The owner turned around and left, with his hands behind his back, a slender figure, and his black robe was rustled by the cold wind, then he made a gesture, and the roc flew onto his shoulder, "Whenever you can beat it, you will be allowed to go to sleep .”

After saying that, he disappeared like a god. And he disappeared out of thin air.

Dapeng landed on the ground, staring at her with a pair of brown animal eyes, turned his eyes, and then slowly plucked his own feathers, ignoring Zihan who was sneaking up to someone.

When he was only three meters away from the big roc, Zi Han put his whole body on full alert. Then, he pounced, and the big roc flew away. Then he glanced at Zi Han as if he was mocking, and landed in the distance.

Zi Han fluttered and fell to the ground.
His face was buried in the snow, and he didn't get up for a long time.

So embarrassing.Fortunately no one saw it.
Seeing this scene, the owner of the village looked away, with a clear smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a slight curvature.
After a while, Zi Han stood up and patted the snow on his body, then looked at Dapeng, who was still hairing in the distance, and said, "Hey, stop blowing your smelly hair. It's black and rumbling. Go take a bath and see if you can wash it off." Turn into a swan, or you roll around in the snow, it's much faster than your slow and leisurely hair~" This sound is very rough, Dapeng has become spiritual, so he can naturally understand it, and then
Flap your wings and send out an attack
"Hmph! I'm still afraid of you!" The Star Sword has become dim without the support of spiritual power, pull it out!

Sword tactics, swing thousands of troops!

Sword style without spiritual power!
boom!The two attacks collided in the air, but Zi Han, who had no spiritual power, obviously suffered more. Dapeng's attack penetrated Zi Han's attack, and the remaining attacks flew towards Zi Han!

Subconsciously holding the Star Sword, block it!
Blocking means blocking, just touching the numb tiger's mouth. The Star Sword is placed in the left hand, and the back of the right hand is rubbed wildly.
Fuck, the dead bird is quite strong!
The roc screamed towards the sky, and it seemed to be happy to hear that cry? ? ?

Zihan, "Oh? What are you bragging about? Look at the trick!"

The second form of the sword art!sunset!

The third type, Reaching for the Stars!

The three moves took turns, fell to the ground every time, stood up every time, and hit again!

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Somewhere in the Qingli Dynasty, Ran Xue smiled and looked at Nangong Mo who was sitting opposite, and then said, "Senior, you said that Zihan went to Lingzhu's house and hasn't come back yet?"

Nangong Mo looked a little unnatural, "Well, yes, she drank too much that day and went directly to Lingzhu's house to sleep." His voice became weaker and weaker.
The surrounding air seemed to have turned cold suddenly, so he shivered and looked back. With a cold face, Li Zheng glanced at Nangong Mo, and said in a chilly voice, "You said she went to Lingzhu's house to spend the night?"

"Yes, yes, senior."

"She was taken away?"

"Well, she asked for it herself." After Nangong Mo said this, he seemed to fly away.

(End of this chapter)