Hearing that Zhang Han had spared the big snake pill, the master and Zilai had nothing to say, but they were relieved.


    For the big snake pill, their feelings are very complex.


    Since the Ninja school, Sanren DA has established a deep friendship. Even if big snake pill betrayed Muye and changed from a friend to an enemy with them, neither he nor the master have made up his mind completely.


    They can''t imagine whether they can really do it at the moment when they kill the big snake pill.


    "Big snake pill, this is the last time!"


    Zilai also took a deep breath and warned, "even for the sake of ape flying teacher, I won''t let you go again next time! I hope you take care of yourself."


    Big snake pill stared at Zhang Han deeply, didn''t take Zilai''s threat to heart, turned to the pharmacist''s pocket and nodded. They performed instant body skill and left quickly.


    When they disappeared into the field of vision, Zilai also took back his eyes, smiled bitterly and shook his head.


    "What a good chance! I gave it up... If the teacher knows under the spring, I''m afraid he will be angry with me!"


    The master also looked bad and comforted, "don''t force yourself too much. Don''t the teacher give him opportunities again and again?"


    Since then, he nodded slightly and stopped talking.


    It happened here. Zhang Han remembered that it seemed that his body was still at home. He quickly took off the soul chopping knife and threw it on the ground as a sign of coming back. He used the art of flying Thunder God to return home.


    When the spirit body returns to the flesh body, he displays flying Thunder God again and appears in front of the people.


    "Really not dead?!"


    Seeing that Zhang Han appeared in a physical state, Zi Lai couldn''t help crying out. As for the master of martial arts, tears flashed again between the eyes.


    Zhang Han smiled a few times, walked forward and raised his hand to erase the tears on his face.


    Pop!


    At this time, the woman who had been ignored beside him knocked off Zhang Han''s hand and opened her arms, like an old hen protecting the calf, between the two.


    "You go away!"


    In the cold and indifferent eyes, there was a little complex color, including joy, hatred, closeness and alienation... But more, it was irritability.


    The restlessness that she didn''t know how to face filled her mind.


    For the first time, Zhang Han saw such complex and changeable emotions in a person''s eyes. Have the heart to explore, but it''s important to do business right now. I don''t want to entangle with each other more.


    He has to ask the master about the whereabouts of jiuxinnai!


    "Who are you? Kato?"


    Zhang Han said impatiently with a face, "you know, even if your uncle Kato breaks, he doesn''t dare to be arrogant in front of me. Get out of the way! Don''t get in the way!"


    "Who is Kato Duan? Who is Kato silent?"


    The woman named Xiaoshou looked blankly at the master behind her, but saw her frown, her face twitching, and an expression that wanted to kill Zhang Han with her eyes.


    The one on the side also wanted to laugh and was embarrassed to laugh. His face turned red.


    "Aren''t you Kato silent?" Zhang Han looked stunned. Suddenly he raised his hand and patted his forehead. "Look at my memory. Habitual thinking kills people!"


    In the original work, the master had a relationship with Kato Duan, so he would help him take care of Kato after Kato Duan died. In this life, Master Kong and Kato are just classmates. There is no reason to help him take care of Kato like the original.


    I didn''t understand such a simple logic.


    "Then tell me who you are, the master''s attendant and servant?"


    As soon as the voice fell, he saw his little hand clenching his fist, gnashing his teeth and staring at himself like a fire, as if he were going to burn himself to ashes.


    Mamma Mia, did you eat dynamite?


    Zhang Han wisely didn''t ask her again. His eyes flashed over the shoulder of the little hand and looked at the master himself.


    "Your apprentice?" Zhang Han asked again.


    When the Master heard the speech, he stubbornly glanced over his head, "it''s true!"


    Nima, yes, no, no, what is it?


    Did you say you didn''t formally worship the teacher?


    As soon as Zhang Han''s face turned black, he felt that the people present, regardless of their eyes or tone, were full of malice.


    "Well, I don''t ask who you are, and I don''t want to know who you are. Get out of the way! I have something to ask her."


    A word seemed to ignite the explosive package, and his angry little hand almost broke his silver teeth.


    "You don''t want to know who I am, I don''t want to know who you are? Get out! We don''t welcome you!" the little hand raised his chin slightly and looked at each other coldly.


    well! Look at my temper!


    Give you a sesame stick and want to be a crutch!


    If it hadn''t been for the master''s face, he would have slapped it up!


    Zhang Han took a few deep breaths and showed a warm smile, but in the other party''s eyes, his smile was so hateful and hateful.


    "Beauty, we didn''t have any conflicts before. There''s no need to make the atmosphere so stiff. Get out of the way. I promise to leave immediately after asking questions and never appear in front of you again, OK?"


    When I said this, I couldn''t help but say something. Of course, this kind of neuropathy is far away!


    Unexpectedly, this remark immediately made the other party furious.


    I saw my little hand stretch out the green jade finger, point to Zhang Han''s chin and scold, "who do you think you are? Come if you want, go if you want? Roll now, don''t appear in front of us. It''s not enough for us to look disgusting..."


    WhatTheFXXk？！！！


    Zhang Han is very angry. When was he abused like this? What''s more, the people who scolded him had already become the soul of the sword. How dare she?


    Finally, it was determined that the guy in front of us was either crazy or deliberately looking for trouble.


    At this moment, he doesn''t want to spend brain cells thinking about each other''s purpose, just want to vent his anger in his chest!


    "Your mother is dead. I''m your father!"


    I saw him yelling and holding the handle of the knife, ready to end the fool with a knife.


    If you want to scold each other, ten little hands can''t scold him.


    When playing games in his previous life, he scolded like this more than once. Only those who really heard it could understand the lethality of this sentence, and he could always give an additional knowing blow.


    Sure enough, just when Zhang Han yelled, his little hand only felt that his head was confused, and his heart was bitter and hard to endure. With a shriveled mouth, he wanted to cry, but he tried not to let himself shed weak tears.


    Miso!


    The right hand holding the handle pulled out the scabbard and cut off the snow-white neck of the other party. The dark red shadow of the knife is reflected in the pupils of the little hand. It is so sad and cold.


    "No!" "stop!"


    Seeing Zhang Han pulling out his knife, the master and Zilai also changed their complexion and screamed.


    "You are my father, yes, but my mother is not dead!"


    His little hands were tied around his neck and looked like he was waiting to die with his eyes closed.


    Ha?!


    The blade suddenly stopped in mid air, less than 10 cm from the neck of the little hand. The cold wind seemed to cut the skin, leaving a shallow red mark on the snow neck.