People are in the fairyland, card bugs become a saint of the road

Dance?

Jump your sister, your brother and I are dancing disco.

Yang Han ignored the female fetus.

Stare at the prompt.

"Go down?"

The tone of the system trembled a little.

"It's not nonsense."

Yang Han is gearing up.

【Ding!When the avatar talent is triggered, does the host take the initiative to intervene? 】

Eh?

its not right.

Taking the initiative will not trigger the talent, only in danger.

The little avatar has already exercised 9 weights at this moment.

Who can threaten him?

"You read that right, the little clone is indeed under threat."

After repeated confirmation, the system gave this sentence.

What are you waiting for?

let's go.

【Ding!The talent is activated, and the soul of the host is transferred to the clone. 】

The long-lost god descends.

Yang Han opened his eyes excitedly.

The entrance is a simple courtyard with flowers, trees, pavilions and pavilions.

The environment is not bad.

He quickly read the clone's memory.

Sure enough, there was a bug in the Xuanwu body training method.

When Yang Han was excited, he felt something was wrong.

I didn't expect it to be true.

After the bug of this thing, you can exercise infinitely, which is very strange.

How to explain it to the system?

Yang Han was depressed.

I can't really tell the truth about bugs.

Can not find a reasonable excuse.

Really uncomfortable.

In addition to the bugs caused by the Xuanwu body training method, when the little clone triggered the "danger warning", it also spontaneously awakened a special talent: danger prediction.

Able to sense all imminent dangers.

This is the reason why he would practice at home.

On the day of 18 years old, the little avatar sensed the crisis of mortal danger.

Read the memory.

Yang Han was stunned.

Mortal crisis?

Where is it?

The small clone has a 9 reforged body, and already possesses the strength of a land fairy.

Plus his "body training period" that is good for camouflage.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is completely fine.

It can be said that the small clone is already invincible in this world.

Yang Han recalled the reminder carefully.

This world is in complete chaos, even if the Xiuxian Sect intervenes in the mortal world, the Liyang Sect as the "manager" has begun to give up on itself.

Obviously abnormal.

just like……

Doomsday!

right!It's like a carnival before the end of the world.

Could it be caused by this?

How about grabbing an immortal cultivator and asking?

Yang Han thought so, and heard the servant girl shout: "My lord, it's not good, the Yellow Turban Army has entered the city."

She screamed as she ran, looking like she was about to cry.

The Yellow Turban Army entered the city?

These guys are not good people.

With a mental thought, Yang Han flew out of the yard.

The servant girl was taken aback and almost screamed out.

For a long time, whether it was dealing with assassins or instantly killing disciples of the Liyang Sect, the avatars had been doing everything in secret.

No one knows his strength.

Take a look now.

Can fly?

Really scary.

As soon as Yang Han left, the door to the side courtyard opened, and a beautiful figure came out.

She looked in the direction where Yang Han left.

His brows were slightly wrinkled, and he didn't want to understand.

In her perception, Yang Han is obviously only in the body training period, how can he fly in the air?

"You, just take care of it with peace of mind. Xie'er can handle this matter."

At this time, Wang Rong came from behind her and said with a smile on his face.

"It's time for Aunt Lao."

The woman bowed profusely.

Be well-behaved and graceful.

"Where is it, my family."

Wang Rong smiled happily, looking at his daughter-in-law.

……

Yang Han didn't know this.

He came outside the palace.

The servants guarded the gate tremblingly.

The Yellow Turban Army rioted, and they couldn't hold back with their small number of people.

Yang Han glanced at them.

They hurriedly saluted: "My lord."

Yang Han is now the only direct bloodline of the Han royal family.

Regardless of how young you are.

But in front of these servants, he is as honorable as the emperor.

Yang Han nodded, but didn't say anything, and flew out with his divine sense.

The servants were astonished.

When did the prince know martial arts?

Can still fly?

The palace is safe.

Several of them wept with joy.

The reputation of the Yellow Turban Army is very bad.

Regardless of the common people, or the relatives of the emperor, as long as they are targeted, almost all their families are ruined.

Seeing that Yang Han has the strength to protect the palace.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

outside.

The Yellow Turban Army entered the city, burning, killing and looting wantonly, and the whole city was in chaos.

A small leader shouted: "The front is the Chenliu Palace, follow me in, you can get whatever you want."

The surrounding soldiers became excited when they heard this.

Wang Fu.

There must be countless beautiful maids inside.

The more I think, the more excited I get.

Yang Han stood outside the gate of the palace, looking at them indifferently.

He has a tall and straight figure, an outstanding temperament, and a very high appearance.

Although he is only 18 years old, he is already a handsome guy.

Seeing this, the yellow scarf at the front gave a ferocious smile and swung a knife towards him.

What he hates the most is this kind of "little boy".

If the little boy hadn't robbed the village flower, he wouldn't have joined the Yellow Turban Army.

however……

boom!

With a thought of Yang Han's mind, all the Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed over were all killed in seconds.

Still want to attack the palace?

Don't even look at how much you weigh.

The little boss stood stunned in the distance.

Surprised, he immediately shouted: "There are immortal cultivators here, hurry up and invite the great immortal over here."

Yang Han originally wanted to kill him too.

Hearing this, he stopped moving.

Daxian?

Alright, let me see what kind of immortal the Yellow Turban Army can produce.

Yang Han waited patiently.