Ultimate Series: Xeon Ares

　　By the time.

　　His cultivation technique can definitely be improved to a higher level.

　　The old head of Yehenara probably couldn't think of it.

　　what he planned,

　　At this moment, Yan Qingfeng has been eyeing him.

　　"Why are you smiling so happily?"

　　Yan Qingfeng was sitting in the yard behind the bar.

　　He has been back here for a long time.

　　At this moment, an indifferent voice came from behind him.

　　Yan Qingfeng turned his head.

　　found to be cold.

　　"Look, the head of the dead said let me take a break, and I'm not absent from work."

　　Han said lightly, her beautiful eyes looking at the night sky in the sky.

　　She's been living in an old ass bar.

　　It's very relaxing here.

　　"Thanks."

　　"Um"

　　Yan Qingfeng looked at her puzzled.

　　"Thank you for saving me last time, if it wasn't for you..."

　　Han's voice gradually softened, "Anyway......, thank you."

　　Last time.

　　Yan Qingfeng played the soul-searching song to save her.

　　Her memory is still:.

　　I didn't lose my memory because of that play.

　　But she didn't remember when Yan Qingfeng rescued him.

　　"How do you know so many things?"

　　Han asked.

　　She didn't even know she had become the Stoneheart Killer.

　　But Yan Qingfeng knew that because Yan Qingfeng mentioned it once by chance, she remembered it directly in her mind.

　　"Knowing is knowing, not so much why."

　　Yan Qingfeng smiled slightly, patted the stairs, and said, "Sit."

　　"Don't sit."

　　Han shook his head.

　　under night.

　　The breeze blows quietly.

　　Han looked at Yan Qingfeng in front of him.

　　There are many complexities in my heart.

　　She knew these things, but she didn't know why.

　　Facing Yan Qingfeng, it was difficult for her to say thank you.

　　today.

　　Under the night, she looked at Yan Qingfeng sitting on the steps of the yard, and she was a little puzzled when she saw how happy she was.

　　After all... Yan Qingfeng's smile more represents killing.

　　She is rarely alone with Yan Qingfeng and this seems to be the first time.

　　"where do you come from"

　　Han asked, "You don't seem to belong here."

　　"where do i come from"

　　Yan Qingfeng was a little lost.

　　"You're the second person to ask this question."

　　He thought of Tian Xin.

　　After being gone for so long, I don't know what happened to Tian Xin.

　　He stared at the stars in front of him.

　　Under the dark night, the breeze is rippling, and the coolness makes people feel cool.

　　"The first one, is it Bingxin?"

　　Han's lips moved and asked.

　　"no."

　　Yan Qingfeng smiled slightly. During this time, he and Bing Xin got along. Bing Xin liked to stay by his side quietly and rarely spoke, but the existence of each other made people feel that love was flowing.

　　Yan Qingfeng didn't understand what he was thinking.

　　He is elusive about his own heart.

　　For him.

　　To love is... to love.

　　Since he likes it, then... he will have it in his hands.

　　Even if you love a lot of people.

　　"Oh."

　　Han let out a soft sigh, and a trace of curiosity appeared on his icy and beautiful face, "Who is that first?"

　　"..."

　　Yan Qingfeng looked at her, a bright smile appeared on her delicate face, "If you want to know, then come and sit down:."

　　"don't want."

　　Han shook his head.

　　She hesitated and wanted to pass, but in her heart... she seemed to be afraid of something.

　　hum.

　　Sudden.

　　The smile on Yan Qingfeng's face turned into an icy chill.

　　"I, I'll sit over there, don't be so scary."

　　Han was taken aback.

　　She thought that Yan Qingfeng was angry, bit her lip lightly, she walked to Yan Qingfeng's side, and sat down.

　　only.

　　Yan Qingfeng didn't seem to notice him.

　　He turned his head away.

　　Looking towards the darkness.

　　corners of the mouth.

　　A cruel smile appeared.

　　Like a hungry wolf in the dark.

　　To bite everything.

　　"You go back first."

　　Yan Qingfeng said to Han who was beside him, "I'll move my muscles and bones."

　　"what……"

　　Han was slightly taken aback.

　　She just found out.

　　There seems to be a rush of breath around.

　　It turned out that Qingfeng had just been chilled.

　　Not against her.

　　She looked at Yan Qingfeng and found that he seemed to be silent in the dark night, like a dormant beast.

　　Everything can be torn apart at any time.

　　That kind of... fury.

　　In the stillness, it seemed very intimidating.

　　But she felt a different kind of emotion.

　　"I'll help you."

　　She stood up and picked up the thunderbolt.

　　hum.

　　In dark night.