Chapter 175

A Good Romance

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"Yu Tong" Ao Yang Ming had just opened the tent when he saw a young man smiling at him, causing him to be shocked. "Ling Han!" he suddenly exclaimed.

Xiu

Uncle Fu instantly dashed out; his mission was to protect Ao Yang Ming.

Too late!

Ao Yang Ming had already fallen into the hands of a young man, a long sword pressed against his throat, and a bloody mark appeared, causing him to stop abruptly.

Ling Han was now a genuine Gushing Spring Tier warrior, and he had fused nine large origin nuclei into a super origin nucleus, then liquefied into a spring's eye, which was many times stronger than a normal first layer Gushing Spring Tier.

He already had five elements origin nuclei, and his power was four to five times stronger than people of the same tier. Now, it was at least a dozen times more. Even if the gap between each small tier in Gushing Spring Tier was huge, he could at least match the fifth layer of Gushing Spring Tier in terms of power.

This was because he had just broken through and hadn't reached the peak of the first layer of Gushing Spring Tier, and didn't take into account the increase in battle prowess brought by various martial arts techniques and methods. In terms of true battle prowess, he definitely surpassed nine stars.

A nine star Gushing Spring Tier against an Element Gathering Tier warrior, how could it not be a piece of cake?

"Ling Han …" Ao Yang Ming gritted his teeth, his face filled with intense humiliation and anger. He originally thought that Liu Yu Tong had successfully threatened him, but never thought that it was actually a trap set by the other party. In other words, Liu Yu Tong still chose Ling Han.

This knowledge was like a violent slap to his face.

"Let go of Young Master …" Uncle Fu said coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent. He finally knew that the strange movements he felt previously weren't an illusion caused by his blurred eyesight, but rather the brilliant methods of the brat in front of him, deceiving his eyes.

Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Old man, don't scare me. I'm timid, and if you scare me, my hand will shake and your young master's neck will slit open … don't blame me."

As expected, his hand shook, and a drop of blood immediately seeped out from Ao Yang Ming's neck, turning into a bead line that rolled down.

Uncle Fu's face instantly filled with fear, and he said, "Stop!"

"You're scaring me again …" Ling Han said, pretending to be resentful, his hand shaking even more violently.

Uncle Fu had no choice but to take a few steps back, and said, "Youngster, let's talk nicely."

Ao Yang Ming, however, was very arrogant, and said, "Ling Han, I'm a direct disciple of the Winter Moon Sect. If you dare to touch a single hair of mine, the Winter Moon Sect's power will crush you and everyone around you into pieces …"

Pa!

Ling Han slapped Ao Yang Ming's head heavily, and said, "Stray dog, where did your sense of superiority come from? Can't I slap you to wake you up?"

"Ling Han!" Ao Yang Ming shouted fiercely. He'd never been slapped on the head in his entire life, making his eyes turn red, wanting nothing more than to tear Ling Han into pieces.

"What are you shouting for …" Ling Han snorted, and with a karate chop, Ao Yang Ming fainted.

"Young Master!" Uncle Fu exclaimed, but after discovering that Ao Yang Ming had only fainted, he calmed down slightly, and once again walked towards Ling Han, saying, "Let go of Young Master, and I'll let you guys leave safely."

"Old dog, do you think everyone else is an idiot?" Ling Han sneered. "Once I let him go, I'm afraid he'll immediately fall into your evil hands …"

"I guarantee with my reputation …"

"Go, go, go, a dog servant, what f * cking reputation, stop embarrassing yourself …" Ling Han said disdainfully.

Uncle Fu trembled in anger. Although he was ordered to protect Ao Yang Ming and considered himself an old servant, as a Spiritual Ocean Tier elite, he naturally had his dignity. Even in the Winter Moon Sect, Spiritual Ocean Tier was a power that couldn't be ignored.

"Get out, I'm going to sleep. When I'm full of energy, I'll accompany you, old dog, to discuss the redemption of your young master." Ling Han flicked his hands, and said, "You can kneel and rest."

Uncle Fu obviously couldn't kneel and rest, but when he saw Ling Han's sword swaying around Ao Yang Ming's neck, he could only sigh, close the tent, and sit cross-legged on the ground.

He was waiting for an opportunity. As long as Ling Han wanted to run, he'd crack open Ling Han's skull the moment he poked his head out, not giving Ling Han the chance to threaten him with Ao Yang Ming.

Inside the tent, Ling Han smiled at Liu Yu Tong and whispered into her ear, "I'll bring you to a place, don't resist."

Feeling Ling Han's warm breath on her neck, Liu Yu Tong couldn't help but blush. She didn't hear clearly what Ling Han was saying, and only knew to nod her head randomly, foolishly.

Ling Han grabbed Liu Yu Tong's slender hand, and with a thought, xiu, he brought Liu Yu Tong and Ao Yang Ming into the Black Tower.

Liu Yu Tong was stunned for a moment, then cried out in surprise. They were clearly in a small tent earlier, so how did they suddenly arrive in such a large space?

"Where is this place?" she murmured.

"A safe place." Ling Han didn't explain in detail because it was hard to explain, and it involved his previous life. Moreover, the Black Tower's existence was too important. It wasn't that he didn't trust Liu Yu Tong, but this secret itself was a heavy burden, and he didn't want Liu Yu Tong to bear it.

Liu Yu Tong nodded. She naturally had absolute trust in Ling Han.

"Wa!" Hu Niu flew over, and just when Liu Yu Tong thought that the little girl was missing her and was about to pick her up, Hu Niu elegantly bypassed her and threw herself into Ling Han's arms, using her little head to continuously rub against Ling Han. Then, she turned around and made a face at Liu Yu Tong, clearly showing off her strength.

Ling Han was Niu's.

That was her unspoken meaning.

Liu Yu Tong's face couldn't help but twitch. She didn't expect this little girl's jealousy to be so strong.

Ling Han patted Hu Niu's head, and said to Liu Yu Tong, "It's all thanks to Niu Niu that I was able to find you so quickly. You have to thank her properly."

Hu Niu was even more pleased with herself, and grinned widely at Liu Yu Tong.

Liu Yu Tong could only feel speechless. She felt that she had encountered a very strong opponent, because Ling Han might be on guard against anyone, but he would not be on guard against a little girl.

The little girl could act like a spoiled child to her heart's content, and stick to Ling Han all day long. This was an advantage that neither she nor Li Si Chan had.

Moreover, the little girl had obviously treated Ling Han as her private property. Just now, it was obviously an action of "protecting her food". Her jealousy was beyond reason.

"You go and rest first, I have to interrogate this guy." Ling Han picked up Ao Yang Ming, who was thrown to the side. This ingrate obviously had to die, but he still wanted to ask some things about the Winter Moon Sect.

In the outside world, Uncle Fu suddenly frowned, because he had not heard any movement in the tent for a long time. He couldn't help but listen carefully, and his expression immediately changed drastically, because he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing or heartbeat.

He hurriedly leaped out and directly pounced into the tent, but the small tent was empty, without a second figure.

How was this possible?

Uncle Fu's face turned ashen. Could it be that the brat had grasped some kind of teleportation ability, and had already escaped with Ao Yang Ming?

Cell phone reading was more refreshing.