Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 22 Senior Sister Fan Ling
Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose and laughed a few times, and suddenly saw a delicate snow-white handkerchief on the head of the bed, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

"It turns out that Xuan'er has also been here." Han Xiao and Ye Xuan have been together for six years, and Han Xiao can naturally recognize her handkerchief.

"This girl." Han Xiao picked up the handkerchief, feeling warm in his heart.

"Since the little uncle sent Feng Ling'er to deliver me the medicine, it seems that his anger has dissipated, hehe." Han Xiao was secretly complacent, but suddenly heard another faint voice.

"Oh? Then aren't you very proud? I'm afraid you would be willing to die at her hands, right?"

This voice belonged to that girl Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan walked halfway, but found that her handkerchief had been left in Han Xiao's room, so she had to turn back.

"Ahem." Han Xiao blushed, then raised his eyebrows again and said, "I think there is no woman in the world who is as handsome as me, who would be willing to kill me. Are you right, Xuan'er?"

"Bah!" Ye Xuan gave Han Xiao a blank look, sat lightly on the bedside of Han Xiao, and persuaded quietly: "My lord, it's okay for you to be lawless in Kaiyang City, but you can't be so nonsense in Xuanbing Palace , she is our little uncle after all!"

"Hey." Han Xiao quickly changed the subject, grinning and said, "Xuan'er, so you came to see me just now, and Xuan'er is the best for me."

Ye Xuan gouged out Han Xiao's eyes, and took out the handkerchief from his hand, "Forget it, I don't care about you!"

Han Xiao sat up from the bed and sat side by side with Ye Xuan. He smiled charmingly and said, "Xuan'er, give me the handkerchief, and I'll wash it for you before returning it to you."

Ye Xuan hid her small hands behind her back, shook her head lightly, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes.

At this moment, another sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Someone is coming!" Ye Xuan was slightly startled, a little guilty.

The door was not closed, and after a while, two female disciples walked in slowly.It has to be said that the female disciples in the Xuanbing Palace all have a bit of aura, even if they are not shockingly beautiful, they are still at an above-average level, which is pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Ye Xuan and Han Xiao together, the second daughter was stunned: How could the first day genius and the first waste be together?
However, now this No. [-] waste has gotten rid of the name of waste and has become the No. [-] dude.

One of the older female disciples smiled lightly and said, "Junior Brother Han, Junior Sister Ye, so you are together."

This female disciple is a disciple of the sect leader Jiang Wuya's lineage, named Fan Ling, and she is here because she has a serious business to do.

Fan Ling specially emphasized the word "together", which made Ye Xuan feel shy and lowered her head like a quail.

Ye Xuan glared at Han Xiao resentfully, if it wasn't for this bad guy who dragged her, she would have left long ago.

"Okay, no more joking." Fan Ling pursed her lips and smiled, and continued: "I am ordered by the head master to inform you that the new batch of inner disciples who will worship in the Xuanbing Palace will be released at noon tomorrow. Gather on the Martial Arts Field."

"Assembly? What's the matter?" Han Xiao was stunned. Since he joined Xuanbing Palace, he seemed to have never assembled.

In fact, Han Xiao was a forgotten corner before, even if there was any collective training or art teaching, no one would notify him at all.

If Han Xiao hadn't opened up the Bronze Sword Tower this time and became a blockbuster, the people in charge of the sect would never have thought of notifying Han Xiao.

"It's like this. Every group of inner disciples who worship in the Xuanbing Palace can enter the hidden sword valley of the Xuanbing Palace in the spring of the following year and choose their own saber. The master's swordsmanship is amazing, and he should choose it. A suitable saber." Fan Lingying smiled.

"No need." Han Xiao waved his hand, "I already have my own sword, and..."

Han Xiao clutched his chest, pretending to be weak, "My injury is too serious, I can't get up!"

The corner of Fan Ling's mouth twitched a few times. This guy was full of energy and blood, his face was rosy, and he couldn't afford to be seriously injured?What about cheating ghosts?
"Okay, then you can rest easy and recuperate." Fan Ling shook his head and smiled, "I will continue to inform other juniors and juniors."

After finishing speaking, Fan Ling took his junior sister and walked towards the door.

"Senior sister, go slowly, forgive me for being injured, so I can't see you off."

Han Xiao waved at their backs insincerely, and found Ye Xuan standing beside her pretty, and said with a smile, "Xuan'er, are you going to the Hidden Sword Valley to choose a sword?"

"I won't go." Ye Xuan pouted her lips, "Young master won't go, and neither will Xuan'er."

"Don't be willful." Han Xiao lightly scratched her little Qiong's nose, "Choosing a good sword is still very beneficial for practicing the Seven Star Sword Art of our Xuanbing Palace. Besides, you are you Master is the most, most, most..."

Ye Xuan's pretty face blushed again, she pushed Han Xiao away, and quickly ran out of the room, as if fleeing, and disappeared in an instant.

Han Xiao took a deep breath, calmed down, and began to focus on the "Blood Lotus Sword Song" he got from the bronze sword tower.

This swordsmanship, in terms of grade, is even higher than Qiu Wanyun's "Jiechen Sword Art", and it is also more difficult.

However, for Han Xiao who has already comprehended the sword intent, it is nothing more than a piece of cake.

(End of this chapter)