The figure, holding a sword condensed by lightning in his hand, rushed towards the giant dragon that ran across the sky, and his black hair danced in the wind. Suddenly, a thunder sounded, and lightning broke through the sky.∽↗

His whole body seemed to be imprinted in the void.

It seems to be imprinted in the long river of time, and it will still appear in the minds of some people a hundred and a thousand years later.

On the deck, Yanyu Mo's beautiful eyes never left the figure in the sky for a moment. Her eyes were fascinated and she showed deep love.

"My heart already belongs to the king, what is your heart going to?" She opened her red lips and murmured.

brush!

Qiqi appeared beside Yan Yumo, holding her two white and tender little hands together, and a hazy ball of light floated on it.

Yan Yumo felt something, and subconsciously looked down, but was stunned for a moment.

Inside was a "love" that was countless times smaller. She was pink and tender, with a delicate face, and her eyes were closed tightly, and she was very peaceful.

She just fell asleep, right?

Yan Yumo thought silently in her heart, and she raised her head again and looked at the sky.

"Jiang Han, you can come down now, she is not dead..."

Yan Yumo wanted to shout this sentence out loud, but when he saw Jiang Han's indomitable figure, he swallowed it.

"sword!"

Jiang Han suddenly stopped in the air, the thunder sword in his hand scattered, and then he stretched out his fingers to the Thunder Dragon.

Buzz!

As his words fell, a majestic sword intent burst out in the sky, and the huge thunder dragon trembled all over. The next moment, its body began to slowly twist, and it turned towards the shape of the sword.

"hold head high!"

The thunder dragon roared, and a large ball of thunder clouds quickly wrapped it, and returned to normal in an instant.

Its dragon pupil shot out two lightning bolts, and the void cracked.

At the same time, it pushed away the dark clouds and swam in the sky. Its dragon body shook the roar of the sky, and swam down with its teeth and claws.

Jiang Han's face was cold and motionless, and he ignored the lightning and Thunder Dragon that came.

He still stretched out his hand, pointed at the thunder dragon, and said indifferently: "Sword!"

boom!

The huge body of the Thunder Dragon stopped directly in the air. It began to twist sharply. Its body kept rolling, its four claws contracted little by little, the dragon horn stretched to both sides, and the dragon head slowly flattened, changing to the shape of the sword hilt.

"And...roar!"

The sounds made by the thunder dragon have changed. It has no pain or fear, but when facing changes in the body, its simple consciousness warns it!

A warning to the imminent death!

"Ao..."

From a distance, the Thunder Dragon was approaching the shape of the sword at this time. It struggled wildly, wriggling towards the dark clouds.

"It's not a dragon after all."

Jiang Han whispered to himself, his five fingers were spreading open, and now he was about to close it, and between his palms and fingers, it seemed as if he was holding a chain that controlled life and death.

However, at this moment, the thunder dragon suddenly disappeared, not only that, even the dark clouds condensed in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the sky was clear in an instant.

Jiang Han was slightly stunned, and the blood in his eyes flashed.

He floated quietly in the air for a long time, turned slowly, and his eyes fell on the horizon. The floating cemetery.

"It's you again."

Jiang Han spoke lightly, and he stepped forward towards the cemetery.

brush!

He took a step forward and appeared in front of the cemetery in the blink of an eye, raised his hand and pressed him.

Buzz!

The void trembled slightly. The cemetery moved horizontally, avoiding Jiang Han's hand.

"Come here!" Jiang Han shouted, his eyes shone coldly, and a huge palm transformed into a cemetery.

At this time, there was still violence in his heart, and the love disappeared, which made him unable to let go, so he could only vent.

However, the seemingly slow movement of the cemetery made Jiang Han grab the air. It had no energy fluctuations and just floated lightly in the air, like a ghost or a ghost.

Jiang Han stopped, and he stared at the cemetery, his long hair rose without wind, raised high behind him, and two sword shadows appeared in his eyes, turning slowly.

brush!

The sword shadow rushed out of his eyes and quickly grew in the air. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of feet long, and the majestic sword intent attached to it.

With a long sigh, the cemetery broke through the void and disappeared.

Jiang Han stood in the sky, and his eyes gradually faded away. He looked around, his eyes were indifferent, and two sword shadows flashed into his eyes.

At this time, the sky was clear, the sea was calm, and the transaction with the system had not been completed, but... the love was lost.

Jiang Han's mind was once again filled with beautiful figure falling from the sky, and his head was filled with pain.

He subconsciously touched his chest, as if he was tightly grasped by a hand, twitching so hard that it was difficult to breathe.

Why, it seems familiar?

When did I see that scene?

Jiang Han hugged his head, gritted his teeth, and his lips were bleeding.

"ah!!"

He whistled, and his eyes turned red again.

"Jiang Han!" Yan Yumo suddenly rushed into the sky and hugged Jiang Han from behind.

"Um?"

Jiang Han's eyes flashed with blood. He subconsciously wanted to break free, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that he could not do this.

"Rain...Mo?"

He spit out these two words with some difficulty, turned his head hard, and glanced at Yan Yumo's beautiful face from the corner of his eyes. Then he closed his eyes and fainted.

...

"Where is this place?" Jiang Han lay on the ground, his eyes widening.

The eyes are full of darkness, and there is no light.

What were he doing just now? He thought about it hard.

"I... should be sleeping, so now, I should be dreaming, right?" Jiang Han thought of this and got up from the ground, but felt extremely painful all over his body, as if his muscles were torn apart.

"Hiss, it hurts so much!"

He had a terrifying thought in his mind. Could it be that he had been kidnapped? He was beaten up and threw it into the dark room?

You know, I am not a rich family. Without a huge ransom, the kidnappers should have a vote?! Jiang Han thought so.

This idea is a bit terrible, but strangely, Jiang Han doesn't feel afraid at all.

"If I'm locked in a small dark room, then..."

Although Jiang Han was unable to get up due to pain, he was not unable to move.

He moved little by little, searching in one direction, trying to find something like walls.

After a while, Jiang Han finally confirmed that he was not locked in a small dark room.

Because, he moved a hundred meters just now!

A small black room worth a hundred meters?

Jiang Han wanted to laugh a little. He was not a super rich man and was definitely not worth the kidnappers doing this.

In other words, I was not kidnapped...but now the problem is.

"Then, where am I?"

Jiang Han lay down again, because moving was a painful thing for him, and his muscles were trembling.

"It seems that there is a little familiarity..."

He murmured softly.

...

ps: Xiaohan is already better.

Some book friends in the group said that they would let Xiaohan take a week off, and some said that they would let Xiaohan take a month off. Haha, I appreciate it. Although Xiaohan also wanted to have a good rest, for so long, Xiaohan suspected that many book friends would want to cook Xiaohan.

Also, it’s always gray! It’s always gray! It’s always gray! Thank you for your voting and rewarding support~!!
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