Blood In Heaven

"Little white face really doesn't have any good things!"

Jiang Han couldn't help saying hello to the soldier's relatives in his heart. Looking at yesterday's posture, he was totally dead. Jiang Han didn't think it was the little white face who found out his conscience, showed great mercy and saved himself. There must be something more poisonous waiting for him.

"Damn it, use all the poisonous devices you have!" Jiang Han exhausted the whole body strength, pulled hoarse voice to shout out such a sentence.

Unexpectedly, the soldier didn't pay any attention to Jiang Han. Seeing that he still had the strength to speak, he just threw the kettle away and turned around.

"Ah, ah, ah Hello, little white face, you just left. I can't move now. Hello You can't go Is that how you saved me? "

Jiang Han understood. Instead of wasting his breath, he might as well save some energy. He estimated that even if he cried out, the little white face could not come to take care of himself.

"Alas..." With a long sigh, Jiang Han had to lie on the ground and slowly accumulate his strength, while exploring the extent of his body injury.

The degree of his physical injury is so unimaginable that he can't even get up. In this way, Jiang Han is hard in the hot sun. He just has a little strength to get up slowly until dusk. For a moment, he just feels his stomach growling. He doesn't know how long he has been in a coma, and he doesn't know whether Yu Wuchang is still outside. His heart is full Love can be said to be down to the extreme.

"Damn, it's the little white face who made me almost meet the king of hell and tortured me over and over again. I've written down the hatred. Sooner or later, I'll peel your skin, pull your tendons and gnaw your bones..."

"Gu..."

Speaking of half, Jiang Han suddenly swallows his words into his stomach and swallows his saliva.

Because, when he was cursing the little white face, he suddenly saw a long shadow extending from behind him.

There will never be a third one here except that one. He doesn't know when he came here. Isn't that what he said just now

Jiang Han resisted the twitch of the muscles on his face and slowly turned his head. Sure enough, the soldier didn't know when he was standing behind Jiang Han.

"Hey, hey "That..."

"Baichuan!" It seems that the soldier didn't mean to investigate Jiang Han, but first reported his name.

"Oh Ha ha, Hello, it's white seat. I've heard so much about you... " Jiang Han hastened to use his flattery skill for fear that the moody little white face would not agree with each other and kill him again. However, even though Jiang Han's flattery skill was dry, he didn't see any reaction from the other side. Instead, his face began to get worse and worse!

"Ah Sorry, I forgot to introduce you. My name is Jiang Han. Nice to meet you. " Jiang Han just remembered that he had not introduced himself to him.

"Jiang Han? What's your name, Zhu? "Wild way son comes from?" When Bai Chuan heard what Jiang Han said, he became more curious, and the expression on his face changed a little, as if he could not understand the little guy in front of him.

"No, it's not." Jiang Han shook his head like a rattle and said, "I'm not Zhu. I'm not from the wild road. I don't know what's wrong with the blood of big birds. So I want to ask Zhu this time."

"Well..." Jiang Han said that the general conscious aphasia, immediately covered his mouth with his hands.

But in front of Baichuan, Jiang Han's action seems to be a little childish. Now he frowns and says, "what's Zhu? Are you going to Zhu's? No, the direction is wrong. Who are you going to go to

Baichuan's voice almost shakes Jiang Han's eardrum like a bolt from the blue. In his impression, Baichuan doesn't seem to be a person who can make a response because of a little thing. Doesn't it mean that Jiang Han's words must have accidentally touched his inner scale.

"Damn it Jiang Han couldn't help but scold him. He didn't expect that Baichuan's face would change so quickly. At the moment, he secretly complained and quickly changed the topic: "I'm going to the Zhu family. I didn't mean to say that just now. In fact, I was born in the wild Hey, hey

Baichuan looked up and down, as if he had lost his manners just now, and then he returned to his usual appearance of Lengjun. He said faintly, "Oh, tell me, what's the name of Zhu's family?"

Fuck!

Jiang Han almost vomited blood when he heard the speech. He didn't know Zhu's name. He was embarrassed and said with a smile: "I don't know."

"So I'm going to give you a chance to tell you where the person you're looking for is

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because I can kill you at any time."

"Come on, kill me!" Jiang Han suddenly gets up and looks at Bai Chuan without fear in his eyes. His eyes have already told him that Jiang Han is not afraid of death at all!

Baichuan never expected that Jiang Han would say this without hesitation. He couldn't help looking at Jiang Han more. At this time, he also found that the young student in front of him was full of swords, eyebrows and stars, and his face couldn't be disguised. He let people feel that he would be an extraordinary person in the future. Moreover, the tenacity in his eyes also convinced Baichuan, Even if he died, Jiang Han would never give him another word.But he did feel vaguely that the person Jiang Han was talking about was her hidden in his heart. Therefore, he decided to talk to Jiang Han first. He didn't need to know her whereabouts, he just needed that she was still alive.

"Jiang Han..." Bai Chuan closed his eyes and said softly, "do you know where this is?"

Jiang Han saw Bai Chuan's tone softened, so he sat back and muttered, "I know, it's the forbidden area, the valley of death."

At this point, Jiang Han murmured in an extremely weak and inaudible voice: "and you God stick..."

But who knows, even so, Baichuan also heard clearly, his face not happy not sad, said: "yes, I'm Baichuan who was made a death missionary!"

"It's God What? " Jiang Han just stood there like a bolt from the blue. His brain was buzzing. He couldn't believe his ears.

If you want to say the name of Baichuan, he may be able to do it for a while, but speaking of his nickname

The death missionary is famous. Who knows, who doesn't know. It's the blood of white tiger, one of the four gods, and Baichuan, one of the four patrons of the emperor, but it turns out to be the little white face in front of us!

"Goo..." Jiang Han swallowed his saliva again. He still couldn't believe it and looked toward Baichuan. The latter seemed to think that it was nothing. He still said slowly: "here, it wasn't called Death Valley before, but I was gradually called by people after I came here."

Jiang Han nodded blankly to show that the white tiger, one of the four gods, is just like this. It can make people grow old in a moment. It's magical and abnormal. Just look at the desolate appearance of the valley. Can it be called a dense jungle if it's not called death?

Ignoring what Jiang Han was thinking, Baichuan continued: "here, the reason why it is divided into forbidden areas is that this area is one of the strongholds of the emperor."

"Stronghold?" Jiang Han shook his head, saying he didn't understand.

"I don't know if you look like you, otherwise you won't break in. The so-called stronghold is a way to protect the capital of God. It's tens of thousands of kilometers away from the capital. However, there are countless strongholds in the area of tens of thousands of kilometers, which are like stars around the capital. If they are not called up, they are even one All mice can't get in, and there's only one end to the rush, and that's death! "

"And I am the guardian of this stronghold."

"I see." However, Jiang Han was not interested in all of these, and then he muttered, "why do you tell me these things? Is that the reason why you let me live and die?"