Lu Han took out the only remaining Qiankun bag in his hand. This Qiankun bag was taken out from Ouyang Jun's hand. It was dark blue all over, and there were strange runes engraved on it. It looked a little more advanced, and what interested Lu Han the most was that Lu Han could sense the fluctuations of his spiritual sense in the Qiankun bag.

As Lu Han's powerful spiritual sense entered the Qiankun bag, an illusory mist instantly appeared in front of him, and cold words with murderous aura emerged: "How did you get this Qiankun bag?"

Lu Han did not reply to him. With the coldness flashing in his eyes, a bright moon appeared behind him. As the moonlight enveloped everything, the mist seemed to feel the coldness conveyed from the Nine Netherworlds. At the same time, the illusory figure could no longer move, just like the mosquitoes wrapped in amber.

The illusion gradually dissipated and suddenly turned into light spots to drift. At the same time, in a corner of China, a world covered by clouds all year round, there was a sunny and exquisite wooden building group, located on the top of the mountain. At the same time, in a courtyard in the middle, two figures sitting cross-legged in meditation. The middle-aged man suddenly woke up, and blood from the corner of his mouth. The middle-aged beauty opposite him also woke up from the meditation because of the man's strangeness.

Looking at the blood at the corner of his mouth, he spoke in an instant, "What's wrong!"

The middle-aged man looked very panicked and took out an exquisite bronze lamp from his Qiankun bag, but there was no fire. Seeing this scene, the two of them changed color instantly. The bronze lamp in their hands also fell to the ground. The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she said in disbelief: "The soul lamp is turned off, my Jun'er, dead, how is it possible!!"

Ouyang Jun was the two of them who had children in their old age and were also the only offspring. If it weren't for the family rules, people without the qualifications to practice would go to the secular world to manage their industries, they were originally thinking that the army might live more comfortably in the secular world. After all, they are all practitioners here. He is a person who cannot practice, so he must not live here. When he left, the two elders handled any aspects of things for him and would never let him suffer grievances.

But the soul lamp light was gone after half a year of going down the mountain. The middle-aged man looked gloomy and the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left in the Qiankun bag was dispersed. This means that the person who was doing it was a practitioner: "Don't worry, Xin, I will never let my son die in vain."

The middle-aged woman slammed the door and came out of the vastness of the words echoed over the villa: "I want to take revenge by myself!"

But Lu Han in Linyuan didn't know that the danger was approaching quietly. He was still checking the items in the Qiankun bag. Except for a can of Biling Tea with a little spiritual energy, it was all messy things. Empty these things and began to teach Lu Xiaohuan to use the Qiankun bag: "You have not condensed your spiritual consciousness now, so you can only use the simplest blood refining method, drop a drop of blood on it, establish a connection, and in the future, to store things, you have to input spiritual energy into it. Like this, you can try it."

Seeing the items in his brother's hand disappear instantly, Lu Xiaohuan quickly bit his finger. As the bright red blood fell on this sky blue Qiankun bag, the sky blue Qiankun bag still did not change at all, but the blood dripped on it quietly disappeared. At the same time, Lu Xiaohuan also had a very subtle change with this Qiankun Da. He closed the goblet at hand, disappeared with the infusion of spiritual energy, and watched him appear in the small space of the Qiankun bag.

Lu Han looked at Lu Xiaohuan who was immersed in this fun and had a lot of fun. He shook his head with a laugh, drank the scarlet red wine in his hand, put down his goblet, walked out of his room, and stopped at the corner and said, "You will soon be exhausted in this way."

At the same time, Lu Xiaohuan, who was immersed in this novelty, soon discovered that the weak spiritual energy he had extracted was still disappearing, and a sense of weakness emerged throughout his body. He stared at Lu Han's disappearing position with a sad look. When did his brother become so dark-bellied? He obediently returned to his room and began to refine spiritual energy. Lu Xiaohuan, who was holding the jade in his hand, began to refine spiritual energy, and the whole villa was also in silence.

Lu Han in the room also used his spiritual sense to capture the movements of the villa. Seeing Lu Xiaohuan in the midst of his cultivation, this little girl was still quite persevering, but Lu Han's eyes became deep. This guy really had ulterior motives. Looking at Hou San walking back and forth in the room, Lu Han chuckled, closed his eyes, and began to use his own martial arts.

A beam of moonlight seemed to be projecting from the moon covered by dark clouds, forming a dazzling silver light column. Looking at this light column, Lu Han secretly regretted that it was less than ten centimeters in diameter, but now his cultivation level has not been restored and he cannot be forced. This moonlight is invisible in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if he is a practitioner, he can only discover it after truly building a foundation.

However, in this A city, there are no masters in the Foundation Establishment Realm. What's more, even real people in the Golden Dan Realm cannot sense it. However, Lu Han, immersed in this moonlight, opened his eyebrows and looked up at the bright light beams illuminating between his eyebrows. It seemed that he could sense an unusual aura in it. His fingers began to pinch, and his nervous eyebrows were relaxed soon.

At the same time, a smile stretched out. It turned out that this was the case. If the calculation was correct, it would be the event in a few days. It seemed that it would take a good arrangement to make the best use of this opportunity. Lu Han, who closed his eyes and fell into practice again, seemed to be covered with a layer of silver sand under the moonlight, like an immortal Ling Chen.

Hou San in the few rooms next to them was still thinking about the perfect method, how to escape from Lu Han's control, but after these two days of hard thinking, he still did not come up with a feasible solution. After all, he knew nothing about his practice, and it would be very difficult to deal with Lu Han. If Lu Han was a mortal, Hou San would have many ways to deal with him, poison him, and have a series of car accidents, but now he has gained nothing.

A bitter smile filled his face. It seemed that he could only adapt to the situation. However, the most important thing now is to improve his own cultivation. If his cultivation is stronger than Lu Han's, just use his fists directly. There is no need to think hard here.

When the sky was bright, Yan Cuixuan appeared at the door of Linyuan Villa. Looking at the closed door in front of her, calming down the waves in her heart. When she appeared at the door, Lu Han, who had already sensed it, looked at the thin moonlight above her head, sensed Yan Cuixuan outside the door, raised her eyebrows and said, "This little girl, she has come so early."

Lu Han, who flashed and soon appeared at the door, opened the door, saw Yan Cuixuan who was about to ring the doorbell, and smiled at her and said, "You are here."

These rosy looks on Yan Cuixuan's face, and she said with a hint of shyness: "Yeah."

Lu Han opened the door and said to him: "Then come in."
Chapter completed!