Xinghun only felt his spirit, as if he was trapped in a quagmire. The more he struggled, the faster he would sink. When he opened his eyes, he felt a tingling sensation. He slapped his head hard and then observed the situation around him. Looking at the slightly exquisite tables and chairs in the room and the soft bedding on the bed, he should be in the inn of Qingshan Town. He picked up his head and recalled, and only remembered that he killed two martial artists who were higher than him in the realm but whose martial arts skills were weak and weak, he fell into a coma.

"Big brother, you are finally awake." A petite child rushed into the room and ran to the bottom of the bed, holding Xinghun's right hand with both hands. Qingyuan stared at him with a smile on his face, and there was no sadness or fear of yesterday. At this time, she had already changed into the originally dirty clothes. Now, wearing a small Luo skirt, she looked like a little fairy who came to the world, so lively and happy. Xinghun was still thinking about memories, but she couldn't help but chuckled by her emotions.

"The eldest brother is actually more lazy than Qing'er. Qing'er has woken up, and the eldest brother is still sleeping, like a pig." When Qingyuan criticized Xinghun "seriously", Han Ting and Bai Xue walked into the room one after another.

"Young Master Xing, look at your face, it should be fine."

Xinghun raised his head when he heard the sound and greeted Han Ting, who was still wearing a manly outfit, and said, "Thank you for your concern. I am just a little mentally exhausted."

Qingyuan suddenly shook Xinghun's hand, and her cute little face was puzzled, and she interrupted: "Big brother, you're wrong. This is obviously a brother, how could it be an older sister?"

The voice full of childlike fun and the expression of innocence and doubt immediately made everyone in the room laugh. Han Ting covered her mouth and laughed sweetly, and said to Xinghun: "Taoism talks about fate, Buddhism talks about cause and effect. I don't know if it was a conflict in my previous life. This child was born close to you. When he woke up, he saw that you were not by his side and thought you didn't want her anymore and kept looking for you. If it weren't for the snow, just the tears falling from Balabala would probably turn the inn."

Bai Xue did not speak out, but from that smile, she also agreed with this fact. Everyone had a feeling, and it was hard to say that, especially when both of them were sleeping, the natural aura fit seemed to be the fate and cause and effect given to them by God.

Love seems to feel something, knowing that she is talking about her, she lowered her head with a cherry-like blush. While stirring her hands, she was embarrassed to raise her head. Xinghun touched her head with a funny look, feeling like her heart was melted by it. Not only them, but even Xinghun also felt this way. When he picked up love at that time, it seemed that two jade pendants that were born with gaps were fitted together without any gaps.

Love is gone, and he is not recalling the emotions he deliberately suppressed in his past lives. Rather than meeting by chance, it is better to say that it is the mutual compensation of life. This kind of thing has always been difficult to explain and unclear. Just like some people are born to attract magnets of yin and yang, while others are the same magnetics and mutual repulsion.

Knowing that Xinghun had something to say when he just woke up, Han Ting stretched out her hand to smile at QingYingYing and said, "Qing'er, your elder brother just woke up and needs rest. Can you accompany you to play?"

Qingyuan just saw Xinghun and felt a little reluctant, but she knew that he needed to rest. While holding the loss in his arms, she followed Han Ting away from the room obediently.

"What's going on with the Zhao family?"

Hearing Xinghun's doubts, Han Ting said seriously: "After the young master killed two Zhao family warriors, the remaining servants were executed by Miss Han's guards. He was very fast and had a wonderful trick. I am confident that innate sword energy could defeat him in martial arts, but I can't do anything about the gap in realm, at least at the beginning of the Great Martial Arts. The guards are so young but can have such a realm. Even I am a little curious about their origin."

Bai Xue's innate sword energy is the unique sword skills inherited by Brother Bai. It can be said that killing enemies above the level is not too much. But even Bai Xue sighs, and coupled with the gap in the realm of the great martial artist, no wonder Bai Xue is like this.

"After the destruction of the Zhao family, the people from the Wushu Association arrived. With Miss Han's token, everything became natural. Fortunately, you took action, otherwise we wouldn't know that the Zhao family would be so dehumanized."

Bai Xue's personality is fresh and dull. Except for some special things, it rarely causes her emotional fluctuations. She is so angry at the moment. Obviously, the Zhao family has done something that she can't stand. "The people from the Wushu Association brought out at least fifty ragged women from the Zhao family dungeon. These people are fifteen years old and the younger ones are even five years old. Everyone has scars on their bodies, and they are locked up like piglets. Those with a slightly worse appearance have become tools for the guards to vent their desires."

Bai Xue's words obviously stimulated Xinghun. The blue veins on her hands swelled up, and her face was as gloomy as water. You can imagine how much his anger was. However, the following words made Xinghun even more murderous intent.

"These women were not all bought by the Zhao family. Some were originally civilians, but were taken back by the Zhao family. Some were sloppy when they went out. As long as they were a woman with a little beauty, unless the background was very large, they would never escape the Zhao family's murder. The accounts that occurred in the Zhao family's secret room were shocking."

"Young Master, do you know why the Zhao family can survive for so long? Because this is a combination of interests, the Zhao family is just on the surface. As long as there is a little bit of power in Qingshan Town, all except for the Wushu Association, will participate in their actions."

"Has Xuantied Gate participated?"

Xinghun's body suddenly trembled, his expression was a little stiff, and he had an answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear it with his own ears. The result was a bit cruel, but Bai Xue still nodded suddenly. Although he had no feelings for the sect, it was the place where Xinghun came here, and the ruthless man was a lover.

"Those women, the people from the Wushu Association, have arranged them properly. Although they cannot return to the past, they can at least make them live safely. As for those participating families, the people from the Wushu Association will naturally "visit"."

The thick and accented pronunciation of the words in Bai Xue is not difficult to hear the future life of these families. The Martial Arts Cultivation Association is an organization that commands martial artists, and a super organization jointly formed by the three empires and martial arts world. As long as the martial artists are in their jurisdiction, their members not only have super combat power, but also have penetrated into various parts of the Central Plains. They are like emperors, rule the entire world.

Feeling the paleness of Xinghun's spirit, Bai Xue silently exited the room. Like a hardened stone statue, Xinghun sat on the bed for a quarter of an hour before his mood recovered.

The cruel reality is so clear, the law of the strong prey on the weak, allowing him to clearly know the situation in the Central Plains. If he wants to protect everything in his hands, he must have the power to make everyone afraid. This power is in his hands at this moment. Although he has been practicing diligently and likes him from the bottom of his heart, he has never valued him.

The Zhao family's affairs were like a bell in the evening drum, prying open his obsession and desire for martial arts. Obsession and desire have always been regarded as stumbling blocks by martial artists, while the Xinghun thinks they are stepping stones.

The heart sinks into the Dantian, and a powerful internal force permeates the meridians of the heavenly beings. If the internal force before the Star Soul was as delicate as a hair, then the internal force now is as continuous as a river. When the internal power of the Tiangang Beidou is activated, even the fatigue in the original body is much easier.

The Warrior High-level Warrior, Xinghun was shocked by this discovery, and he probably couldn't believe it himself. He actually broke through two small realms at once and directly reached the Warrior High-level Warrior High-level. However, he soon realized that this was beneficial and disadvantageous. The Warrior High-level Warrior High-level increased his skills and combat power a lot, and also destined to be unstable in the foundation. If he did not want to suffer from sequelae, he would have to practice hard in the following days.

But so what? He lacked the understanding of martial arts. He would not give up easily when he was in front of him. Before he could check the cosmic cube in his dantian, the noisy sound outside interrupted all his thoughts.

"Pa-" The door was pushed open heavily, and a group of officers and soldiers broke into the room. When they saw Xinghun, their originally fierce and vicious eyes became as bright as if they had seen living gold. Holding the sword at their waist, the leader was fierce and inward, while pointing at Xinghun with his right hand.

"Star Soul is right! We now suspect that you are related to the Zhao family's destruction case, so let's go with us."

What's the matter? He did it all. These people knew it clearly, but they were confused. But so what? He expected this moment when he took action.

The Star Soul became a little more celebrating. Fortunately, she was not just acquainted with seclusion, otherwise she would have been broken by their reckless behavior. I am afraid she would have gone astray now. Instead, Bai Xue, which made him confused. Logically speaking, she should have told her when the officers and soldiers came.

Seeing that Xinghun did not respond, the officers and soldiers immediately looked a little ugly. When they arrived at the bedside, they reached out and wanted to pull him up. However, before they could take action, a loud roar came from the door.

Through the gap surrounded by the arrest shutter, he vaguely saw a familiar figure. The guard Tieyi, who came to the inn with him on his back to rest in Han Ting, held the silver token that Xinghun had seen in his hand, and roared at the officers and soldiers, "Get out--."

It was as thick as a mountain, with a powerful internal force mixed in the sound, which made people feel ache in their ears, and even the entire inn was shaken by some fine dust.
Chapter completed!