"misfortune?"

When Yao Han saw the message from Chen Qingyu, he became extremely cautious again.

He also saw in the group chats temporarily initiated for command that the current battle situation seemed to be at a stalemate and the situation was not very optimistic.

Although he is anxious, he is not on the front line now, so there is no point in being anxious.

Is it possible that someone will come to sneak attack?

But this is a hospital after all, or an inner ring. Even if the Haofeng Gang is brave enough, they probably won't carry out blatant assassinations here, right?

Yao Han thought for a while, and then used Fetion to call all the five nearby Mao Tail Gang girls - these five people were the only remaining manpower he could call upon.

Then he went to the inpatient department and moved Chu Yao to a new ward.

The original ward was on the fourth floor, but now it has been moved to the fifth floor, which is the top floor.

Since the previous spies used some means to find it, maybe the original ward has been exposed, so it's better to be cautious.

In fact, the best way is to directly change to another hospital, but Chu Yao is still lying down, so we can't always mess with her.

Yao Han watched as several nurses pushed Chu Yao to the new ward. No matter what, it was always good to nip things in the bud.

He glanced out the window - although the fifth floor was not too high, he could still have a panoramic view of everything nearby:

A wide elevated road runs from east to west, with continuous traffic passing through the streets; the flowers, plants and trees on the green belt are neatly trimmed, and the greenery reflects the vitality of a metropolis; there are tall buildings in the distance, including a 100-meter-tall building diagonally across the street. The glass windows are connected into one piece, like a mirror standing on the earth, reflecting everything in the city in the sun.

Everything here is different from the dark street. It seems like two different worlds, but the distance between the two is obviously only a few streets.

Looking at everything outside the window, Yao Han suddenly felt a little dazed.

The past events on Feng Yuan Star are still vivid in my mind, as if yesterday I was consulting the classics in the sect's Kung Fu pavilion, and today I have arrived in the society of heaven and humans in a foreign land. Everything seems like a dream.

He glanced at the blue sky casually, as if he had penetrated the layers of clouds and the sea of ​​stars and saw his hometown.

Tianjiao and so on are all titles given to him by others. In Yao Han's opinion, compared with others, he just works harder.

He was born in an aristocratic family, but he did not have the dandyism and squeamishness of the children of the aristocratic family. This was because he had seen through the overt and covert struggles between families and the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and this was not his ambition.

So from the day he was selected into Tianyin Sect, he has been practicing diligently.

When other children from aristocratic families were strutting around the market, he was practicing; when his brothers and sisters were admiring the moon and walking birds, he was practicing; when fellow monks were working hard in retreat, he was still practicing...

Tianjiao is his title, and becoming Tianjiao is a small experience on his path of cultivation, and it is by no means his end.

Where is the end point? Maybe it's becoming an immortal, maybe it's immortality. For him, it's just a glimpse of the vast heavenly way.

So even now, he is constantly trying to practice his own skills and break the imprisonment set by heaven and man on himself.

Yao Han knew that Chu Yao would tell them the secret of restoring his cultivation sooner or later, but he could not place all his bets on this elder.

It's not that he doesn't trust it, it's just that he has to plan ahead.

As its power continues to grow, the enemies the Cat Tail Gang will encounter may become stronger and stronger in the future, and what happened this time may happen again.

He closed the curtains and looked back at Chu Yao's pale face, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The universe is vast, who knows if there will be existences more powerful than heavenly beings on this sea of ​​stars? They couldn't expect Elder Chu to deal with it every time. After all, no matter how powerful she was, she was only one person.

The plot that happened this time is a reminder to everyone. They can't always live under Chu Yao's protection, but they have to find ways to make themselves stronger.

Even if you can't share much, at least you can't hold her back.

Yao Han locked the door, sat cross-legged, and began to try to enter silence.

He is the direct disciple of Elder Muxian, that is, the disciple of Yuanying Elder Chen Muchao, and the magic he cultivated was also given to him.

The natal skill he practiced is called "Yu Li Feishang Jue". It is a skill that combines the water and wood elements, which is suitable for his water and wood spiritual roots.

From the day he was captured and sealed by Yali Company's spaceship, he tried to use the Yuli Feishuang Jue all the time, but it never worked.

It wasn't until he was rescued by Chu Yao that the magic she used gave Yao Han some inspiration.

While he was performing his mission, he was also secretly observing Chu Yao's every move. Although the latter might have noticed his abnormality, he didn't seem to care.

Whenever he had the chance, he would repeatedly ponder the several spells revealed by Chu Yao, trying to learn how to restore her cultivation.

Soul-collecting knife, shadow planting technique, small movement... some are Chu Yao's famous secret skills, and some are off-beat tricks.

But they all have something in common, that is, when she casts the spell, Yao Han can always feel a panic-inducing chill.

It was an extremely strong Yin Qi.

Elder Chu's spiritual power contains a cold power, which may be related to her physique, skills, and spiritual roots. But Yao Han had seen Chu Yao use powerful means to chase people and ambush people on Feng Yuan Star before, but he had never felt the coldness that penetrated his bones like this now.

If he guessed correctly, this change in spiritual power might be the key to restoring cultivation. The strength of a monk's spiritual power is only related to his cultivation and skills.

Her cultivation level should have only returned to the Qi refining stage, but her spiritual power is even more extreme than that of Yuanying. Could it be that this change from moderate to extreme is the key?

Although I don’t know if my idea is right or not, I will know after trying it.

Yao Han sat quietly, pinching Ziwu in his hand, feeling the heaven and earth in his heart, trying to mobilize the spiritual sense of the sea of ​​consciousness in his body.

But after a long time, still no clue.

Alas, maybe I was too hasty.

He looked up again and glanced at Chu Yao, who was snoring gently. She was still mumbling something, as if she was talking in her sleep.

Otherwise, wait until Elder Chu wakes up and ask her privately?

Yao Han was still thinking about the feasibility of this matter when a series of message prompts came from his trouser pocket. He took out his cell phone and saw a message from the girl guarding downstairs:

"Oh no, Brother Yao, a dozen or so people wearing black clothes have barged in with weapons. They should be members of the Haofeng Gang! The lobby on the first floor is now in chaos, and even the security guards can't stop them!"

Huh, these people can't sit still so quickly?

"Don't panic, check how many people are here. Did they go upstairs directly?"

"There are twenty of them in total. They are divided into four or five teams. They are now searching people door to door. They are moving very quickly. It will not be long before they reach the second floor."

The Dark Street chapter seems a bit slow.

I'll speed up the pace and it's almost over.

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