Hong Yi slowly appeared in Han Fan's sight. He raised his right hand, and the rich and manic energy beat in the palm of his hand, slowly condensing into a palm print, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

It's like a winning cat teasing a dying mouse before dinner.

The movements are elegant and the expression is calm.

Han Fan looked at Hong Yi with her chin held high in a proud posture of victory. The first thought in his mind was not the peacock in full bloom, but the domestic chicken flapping its wings.

Hong Yi had time to observe Han Fan's clothes, hairstyle, and appearance. He was very curious about what the monks in the underworld were like.

After reading it from beginning to end, there was nothing special about it. Hong Yi was immediately a little disappointed. The monks in the underworld recorded in the book were so elusive and scary and dark, but he never imagined that they would be such an image.

"That's not right!" Hong Yi suddenly noticed a problem and cast his eyes back on Han Fan again. This time, his eyes met Han Fan's.

What the cat, who is sure of winning, wants to see is the helpless and desperate look of the mouse trying to escape but being caught again and again. What it wants to see is the hope in its eyes shattered and turned into despair.

But in fact, it was not the case. What Hong Yi saw was the sarcasm in Han Fan's cold eyes, and a hint of...expectation? Hong Yi was stunned for a moment. He rubbed his eyes, thinking it was his hallucination, but Han Fan

Her eyes were cold from beginning to end, and that kind of indifference and sarcasm without any emotion was like a thorn piercing deeply into Hong Yi's heart.

It was obvious that the condensed palm prints in his hands could be wiped out at will by just throwing out the trash that made him lose face, but for some reason, there was always a haze in his heart, and this haze made Hong Yi hesitate to take action.

"Why didn't you run away?" Hong Yi said, with a tone that was supposed to be full of teasing and ridicule, but there was actually a hint of doubt after speaking.

Hong Yi didn't notice anything wrong in his tone at all, just as he didn't realize that he had already placed Han Fan on an equal footing in his heart.

"I can't escape, as you can see." Han Fan smiled bitterly.

Han Fan's performance made Hong Yi even more confused. He glanced at the strange beasts surrounding Han Fan and the lake bathed in golden sunlight.

His consciousness went deep into the ground and into the air. After repeated confirmation, he did not detect any fluctuations in the formation. What kind of confidence does this kid have? Hong Yi thought to himself.

Han Fan still maintained that mocking look, and even had a little more pity. Hong Yi looked at Han Fan's eyes. If the previous ridicule only hurt him, then this trace of pity directly hurt his self-esteem.

A transparent one.

"Father asked me to pay attention to the dangers deep in the forest, but he didn't mention any threats outside. This Han Fen must be pretending to be powerful." Thinking of this, Hong Yi's previous worries were immediately thrown away, and he held the long-awaited weapon in his hand.

The palm print was thrown away by him.

Han Fan's eyes lit up. In fact, his body had already regained its ability to move before, but it was just to confuse Hong Yi that he had not moved.

He quickly opened the mantra of "royal", took two steps forward, and protected himself in front of the strange beasts around him. Although usually these strange beasts only had a relationship with him in terms of hunting and being hunted, but here, the matter was because of him.

However, Han Fan was not willing to let them suffer unreasonable disasters.

Han Fen didn't know if he was a good person, but at least he was a principled person.

At this point, he can only resign himself to his fate. If there is no movement from the ferocious beast in the lake, he will be in trouble.

When the familiar sound of water breaking sounded, Han Fen's expression turned into ecstasy, and the sound was like the sound of nature.

Hong Yi's expression turned panic-stricken at that moment, and the anxiety in his heart was confirmed. He no longer paid attention to Han Fan's life and death, and hurriedly activated the pendant around his neck.

He saw it very clearly and will never forget it in his life. A tentacle covered with suction cups came out of the lake. The shield that rose after the pendant was activated was immediately shattered. Taking advantage of this gap, Hong Yi had already retreated 200 meters.

distance and exited that area.

The tentacles circled in a circle and retracted into the lake.

Seeing this, Hong Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but his body was still trembling slightly, as if he was worried that the tentacles would come out again, so he retreated a lot of distance.

Unexpectedly, he was eventually tricked by Han Fan. Not only was his younger brother killed, but the important thing was that he lost a life-saving magic weapon.

The pendant is a one-time magic weapon. Its function is to withstand the full blow of the Eighth Realm monk. This is why Hong Yi is so afraid.

Hong Yi gasped for breath, her eyes still fixed on Han Fen who was still by the lake.

Han Fen was unscathed.

The tentacle that poked out of the water at that time knocked off Hongyi's palm print.

Hong Yi reached into the brocade bag with his right hand, took out a ring and held it in his hand.

As a genius in the family, his treatment has always been unmatched by ordinary people. He has two one-time magic weapons that can withstand a full blow from an Eighth Realm monk! The ring is another one.

Because the pendant had been used, he took out the ring that had not been touched for thirty years in the brocade bag. He did not expect that it would come in handy one day. This was the last thing Hong Yi wanted to happen.

After clenching her fist hard and feeling the pain of the edge of the ring pressing against her palm, Hong Yi felt a sense of security.

Han Fen removed the mantra of "Yu", sat on the ground and stared at Hong Yi with big eyes.

Hong Yi also roughly understood the rules of this area: no action. But his fear of death made him hesitate, because he was not sure if there were any other rules. If he violated it again, the price would be another life-saving magic weapon.

And it may not be possible to keep it.

Han Fan saw Hong Yi's hesitation, stood up and crossed his fingers.

"Come here!"

Hongyi's face turned a little dark, and she turned her head to the side and pretended not to hear.

"Hey! A dignified monk in the Sixth Realm, are you scared?" Han Fen raised his voice and said with a strange tone.

Hongyi's color turned darker again, but she still didn't speak.

"Trash, what use do you have?" Han Fen suddenly changed his style, shouted with disdain, turned around and walked slowly towards the lake.

Hong Yi recalled the scene when he first entered the spiritual world as a child. At that time, he was recognized as a waste in the eyes of everyone, a piece of mud that could not hold up the wall. Until the day he became an adult, the meridians in his body opened up on their own, and he transformed from a waste overnight.

He became a genius and his cultivation level increased all the way. The speed shocked everyone in the family.

This period of history that no one dared to mention again was recalled, and Hong Yi's anger was finally ignited.

He walked slowly towards Han Fan.

Emotion has defeated reason and concerns, Hong Yi thought, as long as she doesn't take action, there will be no problem.

When Han Fan saw that Hong Yi had really come over, he simply lay down on the grass and waited for him. Neither of them could make a move anyway. When it came to talking, Han Fan was in the sixth realm of talking, and Hong Yi was in the third realm at most.

The moment Hong Yi stepped into this area with half his foot, the sound of water breaking sounded again behind Han Fan.

At that moment, Han Fen smiled.

I don’t know how to express the ten thousand grass nima hidden in my heart.

When the protective shield condensed by the ring was broken again, and after Hongyi was flung away by the tentacle, a crystal teardrop flew out from the corner of Hongyi's eye.

cried.

Hong Yi endured the pain and retreated until he was ten miles away from the lake.

A dignified six-level monk, a powerful monk who could cause reactions from heaven and earth, actually sat on the ground wiping tears.

Hong Yi felt very wronged. Even when he was called a waste when he was a child, it was just a matter of fact. But what he experienced today was so unfair. Even though he didn't do anything the second time, the tentacles still attacked him.

"The two life-saving magic weapons are gone." Hong Yi shouted as if to vent his anger.

On the other hand, Han Fan was covering his mouth and snickering. This was a real relief. When he thought of Hong Yi's miserable look, Han Fan instantly felt that the injuries caused to him by the previous palm print explosion no longer hurt at all.

He suppressed the smile on his face, stood up, and respectfully performed a Confucian salute in the direction of the lake, "Thank you very much, senior, for your help. I am also desperate and have no choice but to ask for more help, senior."

The magic weapon Hong Yi used twice must have been a life-saving magic weapon. He was defeated by the tentacle before and after. Hong Yi himself is a monk in the sixth realm. His life-saving magic weapon is at least a protection against monks in the seventh realm or above. So in this lake

The beast's cultivation is very terrifying.

At such a high level, Han Fan would not be stupid enough to think that the other party has no brains and does not know that he is taking advantage of him. Now that he is sincere and admits his mistake, maybe he will not care about it.

"If you don't do this next time, retreat quickly." An old voice sounded in the heart of the lake.
Chapter completed!