A Good Romance
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A mere Genesis Tier-level Demonic Beast was naturally as weak as dregs in front of a fifth severance monarch tier. With a single shout, it exploded.
"My wolf, my wolf!" The young man crawled up from the ground. There was a wound left by the white wolf's claws on his lower abdomen that was bleeding, but he did not care at all. Instead, he stared blankly at the blood rain that the white wolf had turned into.
"Give me back my wolf!" The youth's gaze turned from confusion to rage as he roared at the emperor.
That emperor was displeased. What kind of status did he have? Even a puny Five Lotus dared to shout at him. He simply didn't know his place. He raised his hand and pointed at the youth. Even if he didn't kill him, he wanted to make the youth suffer a great deal so that he would know what was good for him.
Ling Han chuckled, and then waved his hand. Peng, that monarch tier was instantly sent flying by him. "He is still a youth, and you have indeed destroyed his spoils of battle. Is it wrong to reprimand you?"
Bewitching Maiden Rou was getting to know Ling Han better and better now. She immediately stood up, and said to the youth, "Little Brother, tell Big Sister, why are you taking the risk to hunt?"
What she cultivated was the Dao of Bewitchment, and could subdue her opponent without even fighting. Though she had now been reduced to the fifth severance, it had allowed her to advance into the Monarch Tier, and her battle prowess in a battle of equals was even stronger. Moreover, this youth was only in the Genesis Tier, so he was naturally even less able to resist her Bewitchment Techniques.
The young boy only felt that the woman in front of him was as beautiful as the Virgin Mary, and he couldn't help but want to listen to her. He said, "Today is my coming-of-age ceremony. I have to hunt a prey stronger than myself to prove that I am qualified to be a member of the hunting team."
"Then what is your name, and where are you from?" Bewitching Maiden Rou asked again.
"My name is Yong Qin," the young man said. "I come from the Mahan tribe. Sister, you are so nice," he said with some infatuation.
Bewitching Maiden Rou couldn't help but smile proudly. The young man's last words were not because of her charm techniques, but rather because he truly felt that she was beautiful. This flattery made her feel very comfortable.
"Big sister, I'll use ten game to propose to you. Will you marry me?" said Yong Qin.
Everyone couldn't help but smile. This youth was really interesting.
Meanwhile, Bewitching Maiden Rou had a proud expression. "Big Sister is already married."
Yong Qin immediately revealed a look of disappointment, as if life no longer had any meaning.
"Young man, can you give me this wrist guard?" Ling Han asked as he looked at the wrist guard that the young man was wearing.
Yong Qin immediately revealed a look of respect and caution. "What do you want to do? Who are you people?" He had actually blurted out all his secrets in a muddle-headed manner. It was really strange.
Ling Han smiled. "We are not bad people. You can trust us."
Of course, Yong Qin wouldn't believe it. His face was still filled with distrust.
"Little Brother, you have to trust us," Bewitching Maiden Rou said, a bright light in her eyes.
Yong Qin nodded involuntarily and said, "I can't untie this wrist unless I die."
Ling Han was surprised. He grabbed the young man's hand and carefully observed the wrist guard.
Just now, the young man had been able to kill the white wolf with a single strike. Admittedly, he had been deliberately running all along to lure the white wolf into attacking, and then suddenly turned back to attack. The other reason was that the wrist guard on his hand had shone with light the instant he attacked, and had even strengthened the young man, which was why he had been able to achieve victory with a single strike.
But it was different from the precious tools that Ling Han understood. This wrist guard clearly did not have any tool patterns. Though there were some patterns, they were really just for decoration, which made him very curious.
Other people did not have such keen senses as he did. After all, Ling Han had been the master of heaven and earth for a period of time, and was now extremely sensitive to changes in power and Regulations.
Moreover, even if someone knew, they might not take it seriously. That was only at the Five Lotus level, and was not worthy of their attention at all.
Ling Han carefully observed it, but aside from its exquisite appearance, there was nothing special about this wrist guard. His curiosity grew, and he probed it with his consciousness, but then something happened. With a pa, this wrist guard actually split open, and then fell from the young man's hand.
"Ah!" Yong Qin exclaimed, and then became dazed. "My wrist guard, my wrist guard …" He looked like he was in so much pain that he wanted to die.
The wrist guard fell, and a needle-like hole could be seen on his wrist. However, the regenerative ability of a Genesis Tier was not bad, and this wound very soon recovered.
This should have been pierced by the wrist guard.
The young man said that this wrist guard could not be taken off unless he died, so this needle hole was the wrist guard's "monitoring" of his life?
Ling Han had Bewitching Maiden Rou comfort the young man, while he himself picked up the broken wrist guard and carefully studied it. But he was immediately surprised. The inside of this wrist guard was actually incredibly complicated, turning into multiple thin lines, but now the arrangement of these lines was completely messed up.
It was as if this precious tool had self-destructed.
Wouldn't it allow others to see the craftsmanship within?
Ling Han thought. His strength far surpassed the limits of this wrist guard, so when he invaded with his divine sense, this wrist guard knew that it could not resist, and thus activated the technique of destruction.
Strange, really too strange. If the precious tool had a spirit, then the first requirement would be to preserve life, so why would it self-destruct?
On the other side, with Bewitching Maiden Rou's comfort, the young man also stopped making a fuss, but still looked as if he would rather die than live.
According to him, in his tribe, precious tools like this kind of wrist guard were incredibly precious, and were a symbol of status. If it was destroyed, the clansmen would not be able to get up in a thousand ways.
Ling Han was very interested, and said, "Let's go to this little guy's tribe."
Fairy Yun He and the others could not think of a better way, either, and nodded after looking at each other.
They set out with the young man, but after walking for three days, they finally arrived at the camp that the young man had spoken of. This was a group of tents that formed a circle.
The young man had left by himself a few days ago to hunt a wild beast that was stronger than him to complete his coming of age ceremony.
A woman was currently waiting at the entrance of "Yong Qin's" camp, waving at the young man from afar.
"Mother …" The young man also waved, and ran towards the woman.
"Child, you're not hurt, are you?" The woman hugged the young man, and then looked him up and down, extremely concerned.
"Mother, I'm fine," Yong Qin said. He seemed a little embarrassed in front of everyone.
"Where, where's your wrist guard?" The woman noticed that the wrist guard on the young man's hand was gone, and immediately exclaimed.
"That's a long story." Ling Han also walked over.
"Who are you people?" The woman asked, her face full of wariness. She actually still had a Six Lotus cultivation, but she had only sprouted one leaf. She did not have a wrist guard, but she had a shoulder guard, and it was already faintly glowing at this moment.
This should be a precious tool similar to the wrist guard the young man was wearing.
Ling Han smiled, and said, "We're outsiders who accidentally trespassed."
This woman was a pure Demon, so it was very likely that the young man's father was a member of the Angel Tribe, and he was a "mixed-blood".
As they spoke, more and more tribesmen walked out and stared at Ling Han and the others. Every one of them held a pitchfork in their hands, and they all had helmets, breastplates, kneecaps, wrist guards, and other treasured tools on their bodies.
These people all wore expressions of wariness.
It was more refreshing to read on one's phone.
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