However, after talking to Asha Ruiya, He Xiaoyun's frequent use of bows and arrows is like a chronic suicide.

I can't see it when I was young, but at a few years, many problems will most likely be exposed.

"This... we probably have no choice. This is the wound of the soul, the source of life. The things in this world that can restore the soul and replenish the source of life are quite rare and difficult to find." Zheng Zhongcheng checked He Xiaoyun's situation and sighed softly.

No one else can do anything...

Han Lang helped He Xiaoyun to rest. Since he was useless, it would be better to give her a rest as soon as possible.

Outside the window are melodious songs, with light tunes overlapping with the grand salutes further away, awakening the confused He Xiaoyun.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the familiar bed, with the smell she liked...

There was someone talking outside the window. They excitedly discussed the showdown between sword and bow, and repeated their names several times. Every time, several girls were chatting, and they said that the hero they admired the most was themselves...

He Xiaoyun knew that he had not slept for too long, and the salute was ringing, which showed that the Yan Kingdom team, which had just won the victory, was receiving the praise of victory. It was a grand ceremony, and every hero wanted to stand there. When he was a child, his mother would always mention that from her tone, she could only be one step away from there and she could never forget it.

"Awaken?" Han Lang sat aside, holding a piece of pie in his hand, and there was still some greasy on his mouth.

"Aren't you praising me?" He Xiaoyun looked at Han Lang in surprise. How could he miss that kind of thing? It's only once in his life.

"It's just a ceremony. It doesn't matter whether you go or not. It's better to pack an Italian hand-catcher cake and eat it while resting..." Han Lang leaned on the chair, shaking his body in a silence, gnawing at the 'Italian hand-catcher cake' with a happy face.

"Why do you eat this every day?" He Xiaoyun gave him a blank look.

"It's delicious. Do you want to have a piece? I'll help me tear a small piece of it." Han Lang said.

"Doesn't it matter if you are injured?" He Xiaoyun looked Han Lang up and down. She was very surprised. Is Han Lang really a cow? He is so injured. He can still eat pizza here so freely. If someone else had been lying in the sanatorium and underwent several major healing heroes' operations.

"I recovered quickly. I gave me a few healing techniques and I would be much better. You know, I can't lie down or sit still. Come and eat a piece, I believe I'm really delicious." Han Lang said seriously.

"Can't you wear gloves?"

“…Okay, okay, I’ll change one.”

He Xiaoyun was also hungry. He had eaten a piece, but in fact he didn't have any taste. Maybe he was just not thinking about eating it and filling his stomach.

"I probably can't play in the finals." He Xiaoyun said quietly.

This time the duel with Asha Ruiya really emptied all her power. Even if it is not suitable for bows and arrows, it is difficult for her to achieve a normal duel. Now a soul power is probably going to be pricked in the head.

"Just leave the things that come later to me. I have a nickname called the Undead Terminator. Gu Mu and others may have used some side-by-side tricks to let me see through them, and they won't beat them up!" Han Lang said.

"You are also very injured. Can you do your best then?" He Xiaoyun was still a little worried.

In the tripartite melee, Han Lang fought with his life in order to defeat Zheluo.

"I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Unlike you, your soul will be damaged, and your future cultivation will be affected." Han Lang said.

"I don't want to lose."

"Okay, okay, leave the next thing to me. It's time to this point. If I don't get the first place, I will feel sorry for it myself." Han Lang said.

"Yeah!" He Xiaoyun of course hopes to win first place. First place and second place are two concepts.

"After I went back, I introduced you to a friend. I heard that she had a group of wealthy businessmen in her hands recently, and you should be able to use these people." Han Lang said.

"Friend?" He Xiaoyun looked at Han Lang with his beautiful eyes.

"Well, a friend from a long time ago, Murong Yan said that she had almost finished her cultivation. Recently, she has made some gray forces. Those rich businessmen are normal and reliable." Han Lang said.

He Xiaoyun fell asleep, and Han Lang couldn't stay in her room all the time.

Walking on the streets of Rubis, Han Lang couldn't help but think about the ancient wood.

The ancient wood can make Saint Ni and Barron fall into trouble, which is definitely not just because of their good luck. Their undead are really powerful, and they call almost infinitely in a battlefield.

Han Lang was a little puzzled. Why did the ancient wood suddenly become so strong? Their undead were actually useless in front of the strong in the past, so why did they suddenly become invincible?

"Han Lang." While thinking, he heard another beautiful and light voice coming from the alley next to him. Han Lang turned his head and looked and found that a woman wearing a black silk veil was standing there. The shadow of the wall covered her entire graceful body. When ordinary people look here, they can only feel a vague shadow, and they will never see the woman here.

Han Lang looked at her and couldn't help but laugh, "What are you asking for me?"

"I'm going to fly to Saint Ni tomorrow morning. Suddenly I thought of someone, so I came over to ask you about her." Asha Ruiya pointed to a lovely and comfortable tavern with dim lights not far away, and signaled Han Lang to go there and explain in detail.

"We will leave tomorrow morning, so we should cherish it tonight and come a few more times."

"What did you say!"

"A few more sincere conversations, people should be more sincere and less routine."

Asha Ruiya was too lazy to argue with Han Lang, a guy who couldn't spit out ivory, so she walked to the tavern.

She seemed quite familiar with this place, ordered a glass of fruit wine she wanted, Han Lang asked a bottle of Sprite, and asked with confusion: "You want to ask He Xiaoyun about what happened, the bow that defeated you?"

"Why do you think I will lose if you defeat my bow?" Asha Ruiya asked with a smile.

"If you admit defeat, don't you lose?" Han Lang said.

"The victory and loss are hard to say. At the beginning, I didn't think I could use this power on the field, so I finally chose to give up. Also, why do you think I was asking He Xiaoyun?" said Asha Ruiya.

"Isn't it?" Han Lang said.

Looking at the expression on Asha Ruiya's face, Han Lang already had the answer and couldn't help but say strangely: "Who are you asking?"

"Now, like me, I am the candidate for the Parthenon goddess." Asha Ruiya said.
Chapter completed!