After reaching the realm of practicing the spirit and returning to the void, Huan Chang can finally practice Chunhui.

This is a very sharp attack move among the Nine Swords of Spring and Autumn, and it is also the first attack move that Huan Chang learned.

Xu Wang was facing many mortals, but even though the other party set up a formation of the Five Elements, he still couldn't stop this sharp sword energy.

In the past year, Huan Chang not only improved his cultivation to the peak of spiritual practice, but also learned the Spring Beauty.

Nowadays, Huan Chang puts what he learned into practice.

If the ancestors of Shujiange knew about this trick, they would not know what they would think.

Not long after, all the mosquitoes in the mountains and forests were killed by the sword energy.

Huan Chang found a piece of grass, lying comfortably on it, feeling the shade from the mountains and forests.

Huan Chang, who was lying on the grass in the forest, was in a daze before he knew it and was about to fall asleep.

As for the black donkey, I don’t know where I ran.

Suddenly, Huan Chang, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly opened his eyes and rushed to the tree.

"Sir, sir, hurry up."

Outside the forest, the two of them supported each other and walked towards the forest.

The speaker is full of sweat. However, there is a savage breath in his eyes.

“This weather is so hot.”

The man who is called a gentleman is only in his early twenties, and his clothes representing Confucian scholars also look very old.

He wiped the sweat beads from his face and slowly walked into the forest with the help of the strong man.

"Sir, it's so cool here."

After entering the forest, the strong man suddenly felt a chill coming and couldn't help cheering.

But the gentleman looked around.

Soon, the gentleman walked to the place where Huan Chang had just slept, looked at the dead mosquitoes, and became interested.

The gentleman grabbed the clothes in front of him, pulled them out a few times, and then tightened and loosened them, and the wind blew into the inside.

Obviously, the gentleman who was already sweating profusely felt much cooler at this time.

As for the strong man, he even untied his clothes and exposed his chest with thick breasts.

The strong man opened his mouth and leaned against the big tree, his face full of intoxication.

The gentleman slapped the wind with his clothes for a while, squatted in the place where Huan Chang was lying just now, and reached out to touch the flattened grass.

"Duanmu, I'm thirsty, go and find out if there is any spring water and get some for me."

The strong man heard the gentleman calling him, although he was a little reluctant, he finally went into the forest to find water.

After Duanmu left, the gentleman looked around with great interest and counted the dead mosquito corpses.

Huan Chang hid in the hidden tree. Looking at the gentleman's actions, he couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity in his heart.

“Very awesome.”

The gentleman counted for a long time before he was amazed.

Then, the gentleman lay down at the place where Huan Chang had just slept and said loudly: "Each encounter is fate, why don't the hero come out to see him?"

Huan Chang was stunned when he heard this, and then he stopped hiding his traces, so he jumped down from the tree.

"See sir."

Although the other party seemed not old, Huan Chang did not neglect when Duanmu called this person.

The gentleman looked at Huan Chang carefully for a while.

Seeing that Huan Chang's eyes were as clear as water and his face was quite elegant, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've seen the young man."

Facing Huan Chang, Mr. did not put on any airs.

"I'm in Yang Yue, how can I ask what sir should I call you?"

Huan Chang didn't expect that at this time, Zhongqiu was still thinking about tempering his disciples, and he couldn't help but admire him.

"I know, let me go!"
Chapter completed!