Chapter 517 (1/2)

"Thank you, madam. I'll think about it seriously." Han Jue nodded and did write it down in his heart.

Since empress Houtu is willing to support yinmen, he doesn't have to be too taboo.

When he becomes holy, who is his opponent in the fairyland?

Empress Houtu and Han Jue talked again. There was no nutrition. It was polite.

After the dream.

Han Jue opened his eyes and found that qingluan'er didn't know when to appear next to him.

Qingluan'er was used to Han Jue's inexplicable trance. She snuggled up on Han Jue's shoulder and sighed softly: "husband, do you think tuo'er can survive safely?"

Han Jue laughed to himself. You passed on the skill. Didn't you force the number?

Qingluan'er is not an ordinary person and has a special blood, but it has not spread to Han Tuo. Where can her blood compare with Han Jue.

Although the origin is not simple, qingluan'er does not have cultivation. Han Jue has calculated that she suffered a curse when she was young, and the other party's cultivation is Taiyi Zhenxian cultivation, and it is not her but her parents who curse.

If it had not been for Han Jue, qingluan would have died in the blizzard.

Han Jue said, "it's all right. If you die, have another one."

Qingluan'er stared at Han Jue and said angrily, "what are you talking about!"

"Tease you. Don't worry. He's a lucky man. I'll bless him."

"Alas, it's a pity that he doesn't have a spiritual root. It's all my fault..."

Qingluan'er falls into self blame. Han Jue doesn't ask why he blames you. He knows the things about qingluan'er by pinching his fingers, and doesn't even use the evolutionary function.

Han Jue looked up at the snow outside the city.

A little guy is approaching the East garrison.

The crisis of dongshoucheng is coming.

……

Boom!

A huge stone fell from the sky and hit the wall of the East garrison. The wall trembled and the rubble flew. More than ten soldiers were injured, four of them turned into meat cakes on the spot.

Han Tuo not far away looked pale and trembled.

He inherited Han Jue's face and looked very outstanding among the soldiers around him. But he was also very flustered in the face of life and death.

Although he has been refining his body on weekdays, he rarely has the opportunity to fight.

He turned his head and saw a huge figure approaching in the flying snow. The vague shadow was like a yellow spring from Jiuyou, which was frightening and brought despair.

"The fierce beast of the fairyland! Be careful, everyone. Its fire can burn the soul!"

A fairy master on a distant tower shouted in a frightened tone.

His words frightened the soldiers on the city wall, and the monks in the sky fled in fear of being stared at.

There are a steady stream of fierce beasts under the city wall. These fierce beasts are not big.

It has been nearly 30000 years since the restart of the Tao of heaven. The first batch of innate creatures and fierce animals have multiplied. The second generation is not as qualified as the first generation. Blood and natural resources conflict and consume one generation from generation to generation, resulting in the emergence of more and more mediocre creatures.

Of course, the vast majority of creatures are very strong, only because the Terran is also very weak. The strong disdain to trouble the Terran, or know that the Terran has a background. The people who trouble the Terran are basically fierce beasts and congenital races at the bottom of the fairy world.

Even so, the Terran can no longer expand.

It is not uncommon to see such a miserable situation as dongshoucheng.

Han Tuo looked at the fighting ahead. He held the iron gun in his hand and picked down the fierce animals that kept rushing up the wall.

As the battle continued, Han Tuo became numb.

I don't know how long the war lasted. Every time Han Tuo felt that he was about to die, the fierce beast's attack happened to fail.

Han Tuo felt that he was in a trance. The protracted battle made him extremely miserable. Maybe he wanted to die in his heart.

Until the battle was over, the city Lord announced that the front-line soldiers could go home and rest.

Han Tuo came home with a wound. He just nodded vaguely as the servants greeted him along the way.