Chapter 1342: Hesitation

Ning Huanxin glanced at Zhou Han's residence from a distance, and then quietly moved closer.

When a normal cultivator has physical injuries, or is surrounded by such rich spiritual energy, he will definitely practice and repair himself at night when the spiritual energy is the most concentrated, but Zhou Han did not do that.

The reason he didn't do so was probably because he didn't dare.

Perhaps the magic he practiced was very special, and once practiced it would cause a great commotion. Or perhaps he didn't need spiritual energy at all, and there were other ways to restore his body, such as... bloodsucking!

Zhou Han, Ace.

Ace, Zhou Han.

Although Ning Huanxin was just suspicious, her eyes became firmer little by little.

If he wanted to deal with Zhou Han, now was the best opportunity. In the Gu family, he couldn't escape! Ning Huanxin held her breath and took a few steps forward, but suddenly, she stopped again.

He just suspected that the current "Zhou Han" was not the real Zhou Han. Although there was no evidence, Ning Huanxin believed that the real Zhou Han was dead, and the current one was impersonated by Ace.

but……

Ning Huanxin thought of Pesh's words. Ai Si was good at disguise, and now his soul might be in Zhou Han's body. He had all of Zhou Han's memories and could imitate all of Zhou Han's habits, even his breath. Even Yang Annuan couldn't see through him. If Ning Huanxin couldn't produce strong evidence and rashly attacked Zhou Han, then Baiyun Temple and the Gu family would definitely have hatred because of this.

What’s more…

Ning Huanxin suddenly thought of Jiang Lixing's words——

If you act rashly, you will disrupt the destiny.

If I kill Zhou Han myself, there will be countless troubles.

What will be Xiaodie's fate? I'm afraid it remains a mystery.

"Why."

Finally, Ning Huanxin sighed. Now that Zhou Han hadn't made a move and hadn't revealed any flaws, she couldn't act rashly.

…………

In the room, Zhou Han was awake. He was lying on the bed with his eyes open.

There was a flash of blue light in those clear eyes, and the look was sharp.

He felt Ning Huanxin's breath.

For a moment, he really thought he was exposed, but Ning Huanxin just paused outside the yard for a while and then left.

Am I too suspicious?

Zhou Han slowly stood up and sensed again that Ning Huanxin was really gone. She had gone to another place in the manor.

Could it be...

Is this her way of practicing? Absorbing spiritual energy in the middle of the night? Zhou Han sensed Ning Huanxin's breath again, until he could no longer sense it. Only then did he feel relieved. He slowly sat up and subconsciously touched his heart with his hand.

His heart beat slowly because his body lacked energy.

I'm so hungry! Zhou Han's eyes became bluer and bluer. At this moment, he seemed to be greatly attracted. He walked out of his room uncontrollably and went to the small room next door.

This is where Yang Annuan rests.

At this time, the little girl was sleeping soundly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Zhou Han unconsciously sat down beside Yang Annuan's bed, slowly leaned down, and gently moved his thin and handsome face closer to Yang Annuan's face.

This smell, this taste.

It's really sweet.

"Forehead."

Yang Anuan, who was lying on the bed, felt someone beside her, but because the breath was very familiar, she did not reject it. She just raised her hand and grabbed it randomly, and happened to touch Zhou Han's face.

His face was so cold that when I touched it, it seemed as if I could reach deep into his heart through his hands.

This coldness penetrates into the bone marrow.

(End of this chapter)