A Good Romance
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An Tayun forcibly withdrew his hand, but with a sweep of his will, An Xiu 'er immediately collapsed to the ground. He was too powerful; he didn't even need to lift a finger to subdue a mere First Heaven Celestial King.
"Pingtian, take your sister back," he ordered.
"Father!" An Pingtian took a step forward, wanting to persuade his father.
"Hmm!" An Tayun glared at him.
An Pingtian didn't dare to say anything else. In the An family, only his little sister wasn't afraid of their father. The other seven brothers were all extremely respectful of the old man.
An Tayun looked at Ling Feifan again. This brat must die.
Ling Feifan sighed. "Come, I'm going to die here today. Father-in-law, why don't you think about it a little more? It's really hard to find a son-in-law like me."
"You're about to die, and you still have a glib tongue." An Tayun disliked Ling Feifan even more. He admired mature and steady children, such as the third son of the Yang family, who had become a Ninth Heaven Celestial King after cultivating for less than three billion years, and had a chance of becoming a Celestial Lord in the future.
This was a good match for his beloved daughter.
"Huh?" He suddenly started, and looked up.
Xiu, a figure landed. It was a man with messy hair, and his appearance was unclear. He could only see that his clothes were tattered, and he looked like a beggar.
This was, of course, Ling Han. He followed his heart palpitations and found his way here, and that restrained young man was the source of his palpitations.
Who was he? Why did he cause such emotions in his heart?
In this epoch, he had been cultivating all the time, and didn't take care of his appearance. Although his clothes were treasures, they were gradually rotting in the harsh environment.
"Who are you?" An Pinghai immediately stood up and asked.
Ling Han didn't care. He just stared at Ling Feifan. Why did this person make him feel something?
It was obvious that this person was in danger and could be killed at any time, but what did that have to do with him?
Huh? Why did this person look a little like him?
"What's your name?" Ling Han asked. He said the first word very hoarsely, and it was the first time he had spoken in an epoch. However, when he said the last word, he recovered, and he had an indescribable grandeur.
"I am Ling Feifan. Greetings, Senior." Ling Feifan hastily said. This might be his life-saving straw. Of course, he had to grab hold of it.
"Ling Feifan," Ling Han muttered. His surname was also Ling. Could it be that he was related to him?
But he only had one son, Ling Jian Xue. Could this be his grandson or great-grandson?
"You all!" An Pinghai was infuriated. He was a ninth level Immortal King! How could his words carry so little weight? Furthermore, there was even a second-step Heavenly Venerable standing in front of them. Was it really okay for them to ignore him?
"Who is Ling Jian Xue to you?" Ling Han asked again.
This time, Ling Feifan was really surprised. Originally, he was just grasping at straws, but he didn't expect that this person actually had some relationship with the Ling family. He was stunned for a moment and then said, "That's my father."
Then, he asked, "Senior, who are you?"
This is my grandson.
Ling Han was astonished. Ling Jian Xue, this brat, had actually given birth to a grandson. But thinking about it again, an epoch had already passed. Not to mention a grandson, he should already have many great grandchildren.
"You all!" An Pinghai gritted his teeth. This was too much!
"Pinghai …" An Tayun, on the other hand, muttered to himself. Although this man in front of him was dressed in rags and slovenly, and didn't have the slightest aura circulating, he gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
Where did this expert come from?
An Pinghai didn't have his father's brilliant insight. Before he came, he had seen all the Celestial Venerables in the entire plane, and there was no one like Ling Han among the ninth level Immortal Kings. So what did he have to be afraid of?
"Take him down!" He reached out and grabbed at Ling Han.
An ominous glint flashed in Ling Han's eyes. Back then, hundreds of thousands of Quasi-Celestial Venerables had died in his hands, and a mere ninth level dared to attack him? But he immediately remembered that this wasn't the foreign battlefield, and this person wasn't a mortal enemy.
Teng, teng, teng … But when his eyes swept over An Pinghai, he couldn't help but take a step back. He felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric giant beast, and he was so frightened that he almost spat out his guts.
An Tayun didn't have time to comfort his son. He stared at Ling Han and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The words of a second-step Celestial Venerable were naturally different. The wind and clouds suddenly rolled, and heaven and earth wailed.
Only then did Ling Han take a good look at An Tayun and nodded. "My name is Ling Han."
Puff!
Ling Feifan choked. This guy was actually his grandfather! F * ck! How could there be such a coincidence? Didn't his grandfather go to a super high-class plane? Why did he suddenly appear here?
"Grandfather!" He blurted out.
"Ling Han …" An Tayun murmured. He had never heard of this name.
However, since Ling Feifan called Ling Han grandfather, this person should be an expert from the Xudu plane, and an enemy.
"What's going on?" Ling Han asked Ling Feifan.
Ling Feifan couldn't confirm Ling Han's identity at the moment, but his relationship with An Xiu 'er wasn't a secret, so he told him everything in full detail.
Ling Han nodded and looked at An Tayun. "Since these two young people are in love with each other, why do you have to stop them?"
Nonsense, of course you're happy. It's not your daughter who was cheated away!
An Tayun murmured in his heart. On second thought, if they really became in-laws, wouldn't he be a generation lower than Ling Han? F * ck! How could this be? He was a plane overlord, and there were only people who could be on equal footing with him at most. How could they be superior to him?
"Does he deserve it?" An Tayun pointed at Ling Feifan.
Ling Han smiled faintly. "He's my grandson. Why wouldn't he deserve it?"
Although he said this very calmly, it was full of dominance.
Even An Tayun was stunned, but he immediately gritted his teeth. Sure enough, they were of the same origin. His grandson was so glib-tongued. As a grandfather, he didn't know where his confidence came from.
The Xudu plane was about to be destroyed. Why were you still so arrogant?
"Then I'd like to see just how capable you are," he said in an awe-inspiring tone.
Ling Han stood with his hands behind his back, a little hesitant.
If he spent all these years on improving his cultivation, it wouldn't be difficult for him to reach the third or fourth step, let alone the seventh-step Heavenly Lord level. In that case, he could kill a mere second-step Heavenly Lord with one slap.
But in fact, he spent all his time and energy on condensing the core. His realm didn't improve at all, but his combat power definitely soared. As to what extent, even Ling Han himself didn't know.
He hadn't fought for a very, very long time.
Don't use too much strength in your slap, what if you kill your in-laws?
"Are you scared?" An Tayun asked. He was really infuriated by the arrogance of the grandfather and grandson of the Ling family. That was why he made such sarcastic remarks.
Ling Han told the truth. "I'm thinking about how much strength is more appropriate. It won't be good if I kill you."
F * ck! Ling Feifan nodded in his heart right away. This must be his grandfather. His biological grandfather, for sure. The way he spoke was exactly the same as him. But could Ling Han really do it? Don't blow your own trumpet.
Reading on the phone was more refreshing.
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