Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Luo Han originally wanted to say stiffly that she was younger than Ling Qingxiao, and she would be at the age of Ling Qingxiao. But when the words were about to be spoken, self-knowledge stopped her: "Senior Xiheng, you actually compare me to him and praise me too much. When you know him a little longer, you won't have such doubts."

The arrogant elite disciples who used to fly on the boat were all mad before they saw Ling Qingxiao. After being beaten up by Ling Qingxiao's score, they were all convinced and vowed never to be classmates with Ling Qingxiao again.

It's too miserable, really.

Xi Heng raised his eyebrows, and said suspiciously: "Really?"

Luo Han looked at Xi Heng with the look of someone who came by: "In three days, you won't ask like that."

Ling Qingxiao will soon use actual actions to prove to them what is the precise sense of time and execution power of a machine.

As the only idlers, Xi Heng and Luo Han are very boring to listen to them at the moment. They were boring to sit here. Luo Han just had some questions to ask Xi Heng, so he proposed to leave first.

The two non-staff personnel, why bother to go to the combat meeting room? It's not good for others and it's not good for yourself, so why bother.

Xi Heng proposed to leave, and Rong Cheng soon agreed. Ling Qingxiao frowned when she saw Luo Han was leaving.

He wants to go too, but he hasn't finished talking about a lot of things, I'm afraid he can't go away.

Huxu was as careful as a hair, and immediately understood Ling Qingxiao's thoughts when he saw it. Hux was a little speechless, and said, "In the barracks at night, the police are very small, and there are so many people there, there will be no danger."

Only then did Xi Heng understand what Ling Qingxiao was worried about. He snorted disgustingly and said, "Don't worry, I will not let her be kidnapped."

Having said that, Ling Qingxiao was worried about questioning everyone's abilities. He could only stand up, send Luo Han and Xi Heng to the door, and solemnly ask Xi Heng: "God Xi Heng, the road from the road to the camp is not easy to walk. When she comes out, the troubled senior will send her to the house. Door."

Luo Han quickly said, "You don't need to trouble seniors like this. I can't see it. You don't need to send it."

Xi Heng readily agreed: "Okay, then I won't give it away."

Ling Qingxiao glanced at Luo Han helplessly, and could only say, "Then I will pick it up. There is Senior Lao Xiheng."

Xi Heng glanced from the left to the right, and gave a silent "tsk" in his heart.

After Luo Han and Xi Heng walked out, Luo Han turned around unintentionally and found that Ling Qingxiao was still standing there and watched her leave. Because of Luo Han's movements, Xi Heng also saw it. Xi Heng said slowly, "He really cares about you."

Even walking such a short distance, you have to see her enter the door with your own eyes.

Luo Han sighed slightly: "He is always like this. If others pay a little kindness to him, he will give back ten times a hundred times. His character is too easy to be hurt by others."

When Xi Heng raised his eyebrows meaningfully, he glanced at Luo Han without comment, but said: "A person's feelings are limited. It's possible. Separate."

As an outsider, he can see clearly that Ling Qingxiao's attention to Luo Han is obviously unusual. Ling Qingxiao didn't treat everyone ten times a hundred times better, he just treated Luo Han like this.

And Luo Han is actually very close to Ling Qingxiao. She trusted and relied on Ling Qingxiao far more than she had imagined.

However, the parties themselves did not realize this kind of thing, and it would be boring for an outsider to break it in advance. After all, feelings are one's own business. If external forces intervene forcibly, it may be counterproductive.

Xi Heng smiled and said nothing. There is Xiheng on the road, Luo Han doesn't have to worry about being heard by others, so he can ask Xiheng about some practice problems. She has not systematically learned how to practice divine power, so she can only find it on her own. In fact, there was a big problem. She didn't know what normal cultivation was like, and she didn't know whether the experience she had found was right or wrong. She herself was skeptical, so the effect was naturally greatly reduced when it came out.

After Luo Han finished speaking, Xi Heng pondered: "Everyone has their own cultivation method. You can't make a mistake like this, but based on my understanding of other gods, they generally don't practice like this."

Sure enough, Luo Han knew that the method was problematic. She had a good attitude, and immediately said, "Senior, please advise."

"This is just a talk of experience, not a rule." Xi Heng said while reminding Luo Han, "Everyone has their own way, and everyone's way is different. In the end, you have to explore your own way."

Luo Han nodded: "I understand."

Of course she knows that everyone has their own method of practice, but before opening up their own path, accumulation is also very important. Any innovation is based on the premise of learning from previous experience and fully appreciating the old methods.

Luo Han now doesn't even know the most common cultivation method, and he can easily get into the wrong road if he rushes to create his own system. Xiheng knows many gods, and gods need to communicate with each other in their cultivation. He knows many large or small, universal or partial cultivation methods. And his law is time, time runs through the past and the present, it can be said to be the most mysterious and mysterious law in the world, and his understanding of the law is also very profound.

The two reached the wooden house during their conversation. Luo Han continued to inquire after sitting down. After Xi Heng's call, many things she had always wondered about suddenly became clear. More and more questions came out, unknowingly, a long time has passed.

Luo Han turned his head inadvertently, and when he saw the bright moon hanging outside, he realized that it was already so late.

Although God doesn't need to sleep, it's not good to talk too late. Luo Han quickly got up to leave and said, "Thank you, Senior Xiheng, I have benefited a lot. I am sorry to bother you so late today."

Xi Heng waved his hand: "It's okay. Cultivation is not behind closed doors. You have to communicate with each other, absorb other people's ideas, listen and read more, so that you can be more discerning. It's late today, you go back first, and the remaining questions will come tomorrow. ."

Luo Han should be: "Yes. Senior Xiheng doesn't need to give it away, I just go out by myself."

Xi Heng did just that. As soon as Luo Han said, he immediately lay down and said: "Okay, be careful yourself. Remember to bring the courtyard door when you go out."

Luo Han had no choice but to shut the door for him in a good manner when he went out, so that Xi Heng would not have to stand up and close the door. She walked out of the yard, turned around to close the yard door, turned around and walked two steps, and suddenly saw a person standing behind the bushes in front of her.

At this moment, the night breeze is sluggish, and the whole mountain forest makes a continuous sound of leaves. The moonlight is bright and clear, and it is sprinkled on the ground through the treetops, bright and cold, like still water.

Ling Qingxiao stood in the moonlight, the moonlight shining on his white clothes, there was no temperature at all. The wind in the forest blew from the depths, gently curling up the ends of his hair. The woods behind was black and heavy, like some kind of behemoth with an open mouth, waiting to swallow the night walker, and Ling Qingxiao was the bait that confuses the night walker's mind.

The moon shines through the ages, close to the horizon.

Ling Qingxiao heard the voice and turned her head slowly, her voice still steadfast: "You are out."

Luo Han slowly stepped forward: "Why are you here?"

"I said I will come to pick you up." After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, she glanced at Luo Han calmly, "You forgot."

Luo Han answered vaguely, she did forget. Luo Han reluctantly helped himself: "I thought you were just talking casually."

It's just such a short distance, why delay the opportunity to talk to so many high-level generals and come to pick her up in the deep forest? This is a pure waste of time.

"It's not just casual talk." Ling Qingxiao said, "I never do anything to you."

No matter what he does, he is very serious. In the afternoon, he seriously argued that "there will definitely be another time", and now he will tell her very seriously, never casually.

Luo Han walked silently on the mountain road, the moon was shrouded in clouds, and the woods suddenly dimmed. They walked for a while, and Ling Qingxiao suddenly said: "Tomorrow, I may follow to the battlefield."

Luo Han paused for a moment, and then reacted: "This is a good thing. There are so many seniors in the army, you can learn a lot by following them."

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to come to the Middle Ages and have the opportunity to fight side by side with the legendary figures in the future history books. What kind of opportunity is this? Many inheritances of the Apocalypse were broken, especially martial arts techniques, many of which were lost in the river for a long time. But now, the founder of the post-generation sect is standing in front of them, and if Ling Qingxiao can follow them, the benefits will be immeasurable.

Of course, Ling Qingxiao also knew that this was a good thing, and the seniors would say such things if they wanted to support him. Ling Qingxiao's attitude towards cultivation has always been focused and rigorous. Given such an opportunity, he shouldn't even think about responding to it, but this time he didn't know why, so he hesitated.

Ling Qingxiao said: "Once you are on the battlefield, you can't arrange the time by yourself. In this way, I may not be able to protect you in time."

Luo Han gave a light exclamation, and she realized that Ling Qingxiao was embarrassed by this matter. Luo Han immediately said: "It's okay, you just do what you want to do. That agreement, um, doesn't have to be so strictly followed. Anyway, I have to learn from Senior Xiheng. During this time, you can do what you can Go and do your own thing, I stay in the camp all day, there will be no danger."

Ling Qingxiao didn't answer the conversation right away. He stayed silent for a long time and said, "But this way, it may take a long time."

Ling Qingxiao didn't know how to face his secret thoughts. He also knew that every decision should be made for himself. Only when he is strong can he rely on him. However, if he agrees to Rong Chengshen, then it is very likely that he will leave the camp for several years and stay out of the battle. During this period of time, Luo Han had no chance to participate in anyone he knew or experienced.

If Luo Han knew other men of school age...

Ling Qingxiao just started to think about it. Ling Qingxiao didn't know what he could do for this. If there were any measures that could be advanced or avoided, he wouldn't mind how difficult it was, but it was beyond the reach of manpower.

He can only passively wait for the final judgment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Han thought he still minded the one-thousand-year agreement. Luo Han had a headache. She had to fill in the pits she had dug. She only vowed not long ago that a thousand years is a thousand years. One day or less will not work. Now she can't dismantle her platform, she can only round the corners to round the field: "You follow the gods to fight, the stronger you become and the more demons you defeat, the safer the rear position will be. This is also protecting me. We always have to go back. I work hard to learn the rules, and you go to the battlefield to practice Swordsmanship, we work together for a goal, even if we are not together, it doesn’t matter."

Ling Qingxiao didn't speak, and Luo Han didn't know if he was persuaded. Soon, her house arrived, Luo Han opened the door, she stopped and hesitated for a while before entering the door, and finally turned around and looked directly into Ling Qingxiao's eyes very solemnly: "Protection is not a bondage. I don't want this agreement to be your burden. . Growing up should each become a better selves instead of giving up their dreams for the other person."

"I hope you do what you like and don't compromise for anyone. Even if that person is me."

Ling Qingxiao seemed to have finally moved. He nodded slowly and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Luo Han relaxed and said, "Then I will go in and rest. Good night?"

"Good night."

Luo Han entered the house, turned and closed the door. The moon outside was blocked by clouds, the windows were ajar, and the room was dim and dim. Luo Han went to look for the lampstand on the table, and when she passed the window, she turned her head back and saw that Ling Qingxiao was still standing on the spot, not moving.

At this moment, the moon suddenly passed through the clouds, the moon was bright, and the cold light poured out like flowing water, and the courtyard was covered in an instant. Ling Qingxiao stood in the courtyard with a stiff posture, lonely and lonely.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom is the midnight sun set?

The fire guide in Luo Han's hand shook, and he ignited the wick with a chuckle. The light inside the room was so bright that Luo Han was stinged by the sudden light. She instinctively covered her eyes. After getting used to it, she slowly put down her hand and looked through the window. There was no one in the courtyard.

Everything was quiet as usual, as if it had been her hallucination just now.

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There are no years in the mountains, and in a blink of an eye, it is three years.

Luo Han knelt and sat on the pad, with a bamboo cup on the table in front of her. She wrapped her hands around the sides of the bamboo cup, and her hands slowly glowed with dark golden light.

As the light passed, the bamboo cup seemed to have undergone some kind of abnormality. The green cup wall quickly dimmed and aged, and finally turned into withered dry wood. Luo Han let go. The dead wood seemed to be unable to sustain himself, and the tower broke into two with a bang. .

Xi Heng lay lazily on the couch, yawned, and nodded, "That's right."

Luo Han moved his fingers. The time technique was very, very difficult to learn. The bamboo cup was a dead thing, and there would be no cause and effect if it did not move. Luo Han felt very reluctant to control such a small bamboo cup. Opening the time vortex requires a lot of energy. Luo Han has to absorb energy from the sky and the earth, while controlling the time on the bamboo cup to accelerate, and at the same time resisting the repulsion of time and space itself against the disturbing factors. In just a hundred years, Luo Han felt that she had reached her limit.

She looked at the dry bamboo in front of her and couldn't help sighing.

It's only a hundred years. The distance between the Middle Ages and the Apocalypse is counted in trillions.

Seeing her depression, Xi Heng said, "You have only studied for three years. It is already very good to be able to do this. You have learned the basic principles, and then nothing more than proficiency and strength accumulation. Oh, yes, you will go the other way. Is it flowing time?"

Luo Han shook her head. She can only speed up the flow of time, delay the speed of hour, and even let time flow backwards. She hasn't learned yet.

Xi Heng said embarrassedly: "You can't, it's difficult to do. Now the bamboo cup has become a pile of wood and can't be used anymore. If you can recover, it's okay, but if you can't recover, what should you do about these losses? ?"

Luo Han was shocked: "It can still be like this? Isn't this a teaching prop?"

"No, this is my private collection of tea utensils." Xi Heng sat up from the collapse, stood up, shaking his clothes, and said, "I only have this set of cups. You can figure it out. Before I come back, I want to see a complete set of cups."

After Xi Heng finished speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his back. Luo Han looked at the pile of dead wood on the table, tried to touch it lightly, and immediately fell a lot of debris.

Luo Han didn't dare to move anymore. She concentrated her attention and wanted to try to set the time back and bring the cup back to a hundred years ago. But everything is easy to destroy and difficult to recover. Luo Han tried for a long time and couldn't turn back time.

…Forget it, she will buy another one down the mountain. Who is it to lie? This is a private collection, when she can't recognize Liu Carpenter's craftsmanship?

Luo Han came out of Xiheng's house and brought him the courtyard gate. Xi Heng was really big-hearted.

In the past three years, Luo Han has also built a small wooden house in the mountain because he has been on the mountain, not far from Xiheng's wooden house. After she came back from Xiheng's class, if she was too lazy to go down the mountain, she would just live in a mountain cabin.

The house at the foot of the mountain is still reserved for her, but Luo Han is living less and less at the foot of the mountain. Only when a large army comes back from the expedition, Luo Han will move to the foot of the mountain and meet Ling Qingxiao, Rong Chengshen, Huxu and others. . For the rest of the time, she basically closed herself in the deep mountains and old forests.

In the past three years, Luo Han has systematically learned how to practice. She knows what divine power is, what are the principles to be followed in formulating the rules, and how other people’s rules work... She used to be a wild way to thrash herself, but now she finally has a system and frame.

After all, there are only a few who can be self-taught, and most people still need to learn from the system. If you have the guidance of your predecessors and can refer to the experience of the predecessors, your progress will be much faster than closed-loop learning by yourself.

Luo Han returned to his wooden house to pack his belongings and walked down the mountain.

Because there is a camp here, although it is the front line, it has gradually attracted residents to live in. When there is no war, there are markets and stalls at the foot of the mountain, which is quite lively. Luo Han used to go down the mountain to make purchases from time to time, but as soon as she entered today, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Everyone was in high spirits, Luo Han grabbed one person and asked, "What's wrong? Is it a festival today?"

When the dragged aunt saw her, she became more excited, and said, "God Luohan, you have gone down the mountain today? You did not know when you practiced on the mountain. Rong Chengshen won the battle. Everyone is celebrating."

Luo Han was taken aback and muttered: "I really don't know. When will they come back?"

It's not that Luo Han doesn't care about the situation of the battle, but that the war is too frequent. For more than half of the year, Rong Chengshen took people outside to fight, and every time the large troops came back, regardless of victory or defeat, this matter alone was enough to be lively in the camp for a period of time. Nowadays, all the people are fighting. Basically every family has husbands, sons, fathers and even sisters fighting outside. The triumph of the army is what everyone looks forward to most.

Although the aunt didn't know it, she enthusiastically replied: "I don't know either. God Hux didn't say it, probably in these two days."

The two of them stood here talking, and a few children were playing with bamboo dragonflies not far away. A boy couldn't make the bamboo dragonfly fly up several times. He was anxious, rubbing his hands hard, the bamboo dragonfly broke free from his palm with a buzzing sound, and rushed towards Luo Han diagonally.

Luo Han turned his back to them and didn't see the movement behind them. She heard the sound and was about to turn her head. The bamboo dragonfly seemed to be suddenly stopped by some force, and it was suspended in the air. Looking closely, there was still a white frost mist at the bamboo joints.

Luo Han looked up in surprise and looked in the direction of the spell: "Ling Qingxiao?"

A group of people slowly appeared at the intersection. Ling Qingxiao said to the people around him. The sergeant knew what he said and led them to the camp. Ling Qingxiao turned and walked towards the market.

People at the market yelled in surprise when they saw that the troops had returned today. Couples with children wiped their tears with excitement. The young girls hurried back to tell their families the news. Some of the little boys were bold enough to chase the team. In the bazaar, Ling Qingxiao walked against the flow of people and walked towards Luo Han unhurriedly.

The last time I saw him, it seemed to be a few months ago. Luo Han was in a daze. Three years was not a long time, but the baptism of war was extraordinary. In only three years, he was almost completely reborn.

In the past, he had a cold and quiet personality, did not like to fight, and never made his head. But in the past three years, he followed Rong Cheng into and out of the battlefield. He was used to seeing the battlefield that harvested human lives like a machine. He became more and more restrained and deep. Later, he himself became a machine for eliminating demons and killing enemies. The training of blood and fire made him grow up quickly. If he used to be a crystal clear ice sword that was indisputable in the world, now this sword has been quenched and stained with blood, becoming sharp and sharp. People get up.

At this moment, Ling Qingxiao walked with the crowd on his back, with a calm and indifferent expression, without deliberately showing murderous or coerciveness, but when people around saw him, they naturally avoided and shouted with some restraint: "Major General Ling."

Ling Qingxiao made meritorious service in the army very quickly. His stubborn, unruly temperament gave people a sense of distance in life, but he was very suitable in the army. The seniors above trusted him, and the soldiers below admired him. In only three years, he has become a major general leading the army alone.

Wherever Ling Qingxiao went, the crowd avoided wherever she went. Finally, Ling Qingxiao stopped in front of Luo Han and asked, "How did you go down the mountain?"

Luo Han returned to his senses and said: "Oh, I came to Carpenter Liu to buy a bamboo cup, but I didn't expect to meet you back to the camp. Why did you suddenly come back? Why didn't you say anything before you arrived?"

"There is something in the back. God Rong Cheng takes people to walk slowly behind. Senior Su asked me to come back and report to God Hux first, so as not to misunderstand God Hux." After Ling Qingxiao finished speaking, he asked, "What kind of cup needs you to personally Come?"

When Ling Qingxiao came just now, Luo Han almost felt that he saw the shadow of the emperor of the later generations, but when he spoke, he was still the Ling Qingxiao she was familiar with.

Luo Han said, “It’s nothing. When I practiced time technique, I accidentally ruined one of Xiheng’s cups, and he insisted on making me pay. I even thought Xiheng was too lazy to go down the mountain to buy a new cup, so he lied to me. ."

Ling Qingxiao thoughtfully, he remembered that when Rong Chengshen sent a letter to the camp, he also wrote a letter to Xi Heng by the way. Xiheng, do you know something?

For example, when he arrived at the camp.

Luo Han complained to Ling Qingxiao about life matters as she walked. When she turned around, she found that Ling Qingxiao's eyes were calm and seemed to be thinking something. Luo Han asked quietly: "What's the matter?"

Ling Qingxiao quickly returned to her senses, and the expression in her eyes immediately concealed: "It's okay. Let's buy a bamboo cup for Senior Xiheng."

Because they met Ling Qingxiao halfway, the two of them went to Carpenter Liu to make new cups. To be honest, Carpenter Liu was a little scared when Ling Qingxiao was stuck in the yard, but when the famously cold-faced Major General Ling spoke to Luo Han, he was patient and meticulous, with a gentle voice, and he was actually very good-tempered. Carpenter Liu's thoughts were messed up, he quickly finished it and handed them a whole set of Hsinchu cups.

Carpenter Liu was originally going to give it to God Luo Han, but Ling Qingxiao watched carefully listening to Luo Han's words, but naturally stretched out his hand to pick up things. Carpenter Liu's heart trembled, he turned around halfway, and handed Ling Qingxiao with both hands.

Ling Qingxiao took the things, and after paying Lingshi, he returned to the camp with Luo Han. After Ling Qingxiao left, Carpenter Liu let out a long sigh of relief.

It was too scary, Major General Ling didn't need to speak, he just stood here, and the birds in the yard didn't dare to call. Thanks to the cold noodles major general, he cut the bamboo cups very neatly today, without any mistakes, and they can be neatly arranged in a straight line.

Carpenter Liu sighed, I'm afraid Ling Qingxiao will have a gentle and talkative side only in front of Luo Han.

Ling Qingxiao and Luo Han walked slowly towards the camp. She saw Ling Qingxiao's saber and asked, "Is the Jiuxiao sword made up?"

Ling Qingxiao untied the sword and showed it to her. The Nine Heavens Sword was cracked by the Demon God last time. After Ling Qingxiao entered the army, the Nine Heavens Sword was seen by Rong Chengshen and others. They said that the sword was well-conceived, but the materials were average. It would be a pity to split like this, so they collected materials for Ling Qingxiao's sword making. Remelt on the top.

The materials of the Nine Heavens Sword are average... Ling Qingxiao did not refute it. Compared with the Middle Ages, the materials of the Nine Heavens Sword were indeed average. The materials that can be absorbed into the eyes are not bad. The materials used for the second reshaping of the Nine Heavens Sword are amazing. Ling Qingxiao can refine the tools by himself, so there is no need to worry that the refiner will humiliate the materials. He doesn’t need to fake the hands of others, he can do it by himself. NS.

Doing it yourself is obviously more attentive than others, and also knows better about the fit between the sword and the master. After Ling Qingxiao's Nine Heavens Sword was rebuilt, everyone who saw it was full of praise, and some even thought it was a certain magic weapon.

When Luo Han saw Ling Qingxiao last time, the Nine Heavens Sword hadn't completely run in. She hadn't seen the finished product. Ling Qingxiao pulled out the Nine Heavens Sword for a short period of time, and Luo Han felt a burst of cold air on his face just as soon as it was unsheathed.

Things are so good that even laymen can clearly feel the advantages and disadvantages. Luo Han nodded and praised sincerely: "Good sword."

The materials of the Middle Ages and the techniques of later generations are fused together and it is truly against the sky.

Ling Qingxiao retracted the sword and said, "This is a lot of thanks to a few seniors."

Rong Chengshen proposed to find materials for him, and more and more people were slowly involved. Everyone was picky about each other, and finally the materials that would satisfy everyone, I can imagine what level it would be.

The talking camp arrived, and a half-year-old boy was guarding the intersection. He saw Ling Qingxiao's eyes light up, and when he saw Luo Han again, his actions became hesitant.

Ling Qingxiao had already seen him and asked, "What's the matter?"

The young man smiled flatteringly, and said, "Major General, God Hux is looking for you."

Ling Qingxiao's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and Luo Han immediately said, "Senior Huxu must have something to look for you. You must report the matter first, and I can go back by myself. I will put the cup in Xiheng's place first, and then go down the mountain to find you. ."

The boy's eyes widened, thinking that he had heard something extraordinary, but he didn't dare to say it, so he quickly lowered his head. Ling Qingxiao nodded helplessly, and said, "Okay, that's all you can do. Be careful on your way."

"Nothing will happen." This paragraph of Lu Luohan has been through many times, and to her, she has been familiar with it for a long time like drinking water and eating. Luo Han saw the boy in front of him, and asked, "Who is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

The boy looked up in surprise when he saw that he was named by the young and beautiful God Luo Han. However, before he could say anything, he was cut off by Ling Qingxiao: "A boy who met on the road had no father and no mother, and his family was ruined. Putting him in the team, it happened to be assigned to my team. Ozawa, go and give a reply to God Hux, and then go back to the camp for training."

Ozawa didn't even say a word at all, and for some reason, he had a "training". He was so sad and indignant that he did not dare to stand in front of Luo Han again, and said aggrieved: "Yes."