She was filled with disgusting eyes from passing people because of her strange hair. She did not expect that she would hate him by her side because of her love.

During the article, a loud sound of thousands of people who were similar to the sound of charge sounded weakly. Han Yan and Meiling looked towards the source of the sound and saw several black wolf smoke rising from the distance.

"Is it going to be postponed here? A boring battle.

Seeing the wolf smoke, Han Yan's mouth sounded indifferent tone.

There is also a journey between the humans' residence here. There is also a journey so far away that there can be sounds of charge and breaking through the formation. I believe the scale of the battle is definitely not small.

The war environment has become worse and worse than the years, especially the intensification of border conflicts between countries. Now they are going to Wujun in Yangdi, which is used for border areas. Apart from the removal of a few places, this ancient Eastern land can be said to be in chaos and war everywhere, but monsters are rampant. Some places are sure that people live in poverty, famine and disease can be seen everywhere. But Han Yan looked at this lightly, fighting is out of humanity's own struggle instinct. The war in this era is the choice of humanity. If you really hate it, you should hate yourself who was born in this era.

Seeing the rising smoke of battle, Meiling said worriedly: "Senior sister don't know what's going on now?"

What she was more worried about was Qing'e, who was dismissed by Bo Hanyan three years ago. No matter what, she said that being alone in this turbid world might be the most dangerous thing.

With the same time, she also knew how happy she was, who was not worried about being full and warm. Only when she had witnessed the fierce war with her own eyes, she knew that she had never been hungry before she knew how happy everything she had now was, because she had always been Sui Wennuan's food and the new clothes she knitted with her own hands. If she hadn't met him at the beginning, she might not have been beaten to death or starved to death.

Regarding the burned chess pieces, Han Yan seemed to be indifferent: "With her strength, it is not a problem to compete with the ordinary army." As for the strength three years ago, let alone the ordinary army, even a Taoist sect that cannot move to the podium can fight one-on-one. Han Yan, who doesn't want to continue talking to her, returned to the tree and started writing: "Hurry up and have another practice after Su Xing's day."

"Yes!" Meiling didn't say much this time, so she came to the campfire and started eating.

She knew that excessive amounts of gum would only make him hate it. If he only learned to grasp the limits, he would definitely be able to talk to him at a level.

Three years of light is probably just a flash of lightning for Han Yan or the monster Meiling, even for humans, but it is not a long and short time. But for Meiling, these three years have changed many things. After getting help from her who was weakened and dying, she obtained what she expected and had been taught all kinds of fresh knowledge. The current beard is the current beard. The image of death left to herself during the first meeting was deeper, but after getting along with her for a few years, she found that this beard is more innocent than anyone she had seen, and would not be doubted by unnecessary external causes, and was more innocent than anyone else. Occasionally, Hou Zhang was so lying that he could believe it without questioning the purpose he pursued. He was too innocent to be confused by any external causes, and so innocent that he felt so painful.

As her cognition deepens and her knowledge of contact with people increases, the more she breaks down Han Yan's own "contradictions" and cannot describe it in words. The living dead who is not interested in anything is stupid. Because she is stupid and does not describe things very clearly, this is Meiling's only description of him. It has been five years since he was picked up and adopted. Meiling has been investigating that if he is named "Han Yan Yaweilux, she is copying books that she cannot understand and has never seen this bearded girl close her eyes and sleep once in the past few years.

Until now, Mei Ling still has not been able to determine his race. Even the talent that is beyond the reach of Li Chen as a monster can really determine whether he is a human race or another race. The monster who can perceive more emotional changes in others failed in this beard for the first time, as if it was hidden, and could only capture an extremely vague view called "Treat for Death". Although it was just an extremely vague view, it was so innocent that she could tremble. This beard did not think about living. I still remember that I noticed this two years ago and asked him a question: "Why don't you laugh?" But he asked back: "Why do you want to laugh? How can you be laughed?"

From a certain level, his lack of knowledge is more nervous than Meiling. Can people who have no smile, resentment, jealousy, laziness, greed, etc., really be considered human? Even the living person's life has these basic instincts, but there is not one of them. This makes her have to question, is this true if this is really alive? The truth of the person who wants to die who even loses emotions is so sad. This is the teacher she breaks down.

That's why she made up her mind to be deliberate and never let him die like this. She wanted to repay her kindness. This time it was her turn to rescue the teacher who adopted her. It was with this deliberate mind that she had been practicing seriously until now. She treated Han Yan as a father-like relative and was determined to do something for him. Maybe the girl herself didn't notice that the overflowing emotions seemed to be assimilating something else.

But all this is finally just her one-sided and beautiful expectation, but is the reality really as smooth as she expected? No one knows that the experience is held on a daily basis.

After dinner, she held a deep sleep to ensure the best condition of training in the afternoon, but when she slept, she was like Qing'e, and she stayed beside Neo, and when she slept, she was big, but when she slept, but she was different from Qing'e, and Meiling seemed to be unable to pay attention to her image. She even had the clothes and figure secreted by sweat, so she fell on his thighs and slept soundly. It was not that she was covered in stinky sweat, but she was secreted by sweat. She not only did not have that kind of sweat smell, but an alternative fragrance of Owo. Han Yan had ignored her actions, because he knew that even if he told her, it would be useless. It would be better to save the effort to copy it.

She said more and said less, and Meiling's biological clock woke up an hour later and was completely restored. She shouted with a brow and said, "Detectively, you can hit the book and pen in your hand, and Neo silently went to another open space: "The rules or whatever you want."

There was no need to count down or countdown, when his words fell, Meiling rushed towards him. Until the sun set, the Shidupi was repaired the most miserable.

After a glance at the sun that was going down the mountain, Han Yan, who had completed her teaching today, began to prepare her dinner as usual. After a while, Mei Ling, who had a slightly rejuvenated strength, sat up from the ground: "It hurts so much, the teacher may be very powerful." In order to treat him, her methods can be said to be stacked up, from innocent martial arts to the attack of qi, pleasant attacks, strong attacks, secret attacks, quick attacks, etc. She tried any type of attack, but she could not break through his defense.

Although he is improving, he is suppressed completely every time, as if the scale is adjusted, and only if he develops a little by himself, he will be promoted again based on her development.

If she hadn't seen her own progress clearly, she would probably think she had never made any progress.

Han Yan, who was planning to dissuade the block, replied: "Your tactics and combat power have improved significantly, but you may finally be too young. The real battle is more cruel than you imagined, and there are many loopholes in your tactics and strategy matching... Regarding her performance in this exercise, Han Yan launched a series of criticisms, and each sentence is targeted.

Listening to the comments that were almost criticized, Meiling was not as depressed as ordinary people, but was very natural and scratched her head and showed an innocent and simple smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be so inferior. I will try to correct it the next day. The criticism about others' safety will not remind him of some figures in the image because of this personality. He does not porridge like a stupid man who is as warm as the sun, because he will always overlap with the figure in the image without spontaneously.

Han Yantou, who turned her back to her, did not reply: "Although he is not familiar with all aspects, he does a good job." He may understand the situation after criticism, sticks and candy matters, and he cannot just criticize them blindly, otherwise it will backfire sooner or later, and after criticism, it will be appropriately praised. And Han Yan saw everything about the strength and sweat she had in her village. Although it seemed like her talent, her talent declined at all, and she deserved this praise.

Hearing his praise, Meiling's face, which was originally a simple smile, was stunned. Then she couldn't help but lower her head, trying to cover up her face that was dyed slightly dizzy.

She was used to being criticized, but the sudden praise made her use of it, and it was too difficult to get praise from him.

But when he received praise, his heart seemed to be filled with something, which proved that his enthusiasm was not useless and that he was effective in his eyes.

"I will respond more vigorously to the teacher's expectations!"

Although the voice was shy and excited, it was more of a kind of persistence and solemnity. Han Yan was not very happy about her words, and only the result of criticism and instigation was sufficient to reach the inevitable level. However, Mei Ling, who was not uncommon about his silence, was not careful because she had never said unnecessary words when she asked about this silence.

"Teacher, I'll help you." He didn't pay attention to his body full of dust men's clothes, just like a child who had just returned home with a lot of fun, he took the initiative to ask his parents for the deputy to do housework.

Unlike Qing'e, Meiling would not value her one-sided image at all. She came to him with dust and washed her hands and then set up a plan to stop her. No matter what she said or did, Han Yan did not respond, but was just doing what she should do. Facing such an indifferent attitude, Meiling smiled slightly, because she knew that this beard only had no emotions other than indifference.

Until lunch, he started to prepare for the day's care, and returned to the tree. When he started, a tiny hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Meiling asked him like a coquettish: "Don't write books today. Teacher, let's have dinner with me! We haven't had dinner together since we've had it."

Without looking back, he refused without turning his head, "I don't need to be affected by grains and rice." He just came to this era, and his figure was still eating due to the inevitable level of his ability, but decades have passed, and this insignificant influence has been completely abstained from it. If he had not brought her, his journey would never have the idea of ​​"dine".

As if he had expected that he would reply like this, Meiling, who had no hope of letting go, continued to insist: "Teacher, let's have a meal together, but I'm making one extra serving. Can I eat with me?"

For this reason, Meiling, who was acting coquettishly, appealed to him with a tearful expression.

"You can just eat it yourself, and it's absolutely okay to have a stomachache."

No wonder she had already prepared a portion of the amount of money, why did she have to prepare an extra one for the private bank? It was originally for this, but her tearful expression was almost useless. The Thaksin about the feeling of failure was just a few drops of water. When she was legally disconnected, she returned to the tree with her hands, Meiling said in a regretful tone: "It's precious that I have a bit of a relationship with the "Dragon Gate". She is preparing to have a meal and talk to the teacher."

Sure enough, Han Yan stopped leaving after hearing this sentence, and turned around and asked, "Tell me, what kind of context is it. Meiling gave a thumbs up at an invisible angle and continued to guide her in a regretful tone: "If you sit down and eat with me, I will report to you."

I didn't say anything this time, Han Yan sat down opposite her without saying a word.

A few years have been enough for Meiling to learn to use some tricks and is too innocent. Han Yan is too easy to understand in some aspects. Only when it comes to the purpose, he can confuse his attention and guide him to do certain things.

Only by grasping some weaknesses and adding the request for division can be said to be successful in many ways, just like now. Seeing him sitting down to eat together happily, Meiling happily handed the wooden bowl full of the seal to him, and then he started to eat excitedly.

Compared to Meiling, who was swept the wind and left the clouds, Han Yan just took a few bites and asked, "What are the veins of the "Dragon Gate"?" He stopped the spoon that was rampant to slicing rice, his cheeks were as cute as a hamster, and after swallowing the food, she sucked it, and tried to express her words: "Although it is a veins, I don't know in reality whether it can be said to be a keen knot.

"Speak it." I have read a lot of classics and experience materials, but if I have my own personal appearance, I believe it is much more effective than reading classics or something. Meiling closed her eyes and tried to express the feeling and experience language and appearance: "I don't know what to say in detail. The truth is not "Dragon Gate". I am not very clear, but the feeling of the figure is the stronger the direction of the teacher. But what puzzled me is that this feeling is sometimes spiritual and sometimes not effective. Strictly speaking, this truth is not a clue of "Dragon Gate". This is also the fact that Meiling set a small language trap. She only said about it. But Han Yan, who attracted attention, asked her: "Why do you say that it is sometimes spiritual and sometimes not effective?"

Regarding this point, Meiling made annotation: "

"Whether there is a specific discipline when you discover this feeling, and then remember it, whether it is yourself or around you."

As a sophisticated data school, he would be the most rigorous about any probation, and her context may not be really related to the "Dragon Gate". The feeling of the person who closed his eyes and thought about it again was a probable discipline, but looking at her distressed look, it was probably using few brain cells to seek discipline. In this era, Han Yan gradually ate one bite at a time, and quickly looked back on the relevant classics based on her words.

About a quarter of an hour later, she replied in a meaningless tone as if she was thinking of something: "If you insist on saying discipline or... this discipline is the weather."

Even though his face was covered with gauze, he could feel his serious thoughtful expression: "Speak more carefully."
Chapter completed!