A Good Romance
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"Me?" Ling Han was slightly surprised. "Why?"
"Because I didn't know them at all. I just accidentally revealed that my surname was Ling, and that I was your grandson. As a result, they fought with me indiscriminately," Ling Feifan said. He seemed to be very curious. "Old Master, how many enemies did you make in the past?"
It seemed that he would have to think for a while before he could answer this question.
Ling Han touched his chin and thought seriously for a while. Then he said, "I killed most of my enemies, so they didn't leave any traces."
Well, this answer was also a bit domineering.
"Did those people tell you their identities?" Ling Han asked.
"No," Ling Feifan said. Then he added, "I only cared about the fight, so I didn't think about asking them."
This fight was really stupid, but it was really the style of the Old Ling family. If they wanted to fight, they would fight, and they would not be afraid at all.
"Then why did you come here to ask for help?" Ling Han asked.
"It's safer to heal here." Ling Feifan was quite strong-willed.
Ling Han nodded. "If you meet someone you can't defeat, don't force yourself. You can come to my place."
"Okay." Ling Feifan agreed. Then he sat down with his legs crossed and started to heal his wounds.
He looked very miserable, but in fact, they were only flesh wounds, and he would recover in a few days. He went out again. He thought that he had suffered some losses in the previous fight, so he naturally wanted to get back at them. The Old Ling family would not keep quiet after suffering losses.
Ling Han didn't care. As long as Ling Feifan's life was not in danger, he would not intervene.
A few days later, Ling Feifan came again with injuries, but he had a smug smile on his face. Obviously, he had injured those people more seriously.
A few days later, the situation was different.
Ling Feifan came back, but as soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
A second-step Celestial Master could lose consciousness?
How seriously was he injured?
Ling Han could not help but reveal a hint of anger.
If Ling Feifan had fought against the Frenzy Army, even if his limbs were broken, he would only feel heartache and not anger. However, in front of his' compatriots', his own grandson had been beaten to such a state. Naturally, he was furious.
He scanned Ling Feifan with his Divine Sense and was slightly relieved. Fortunately, although Ling Feifan's body was covered with injuries, his foundation was not hurt, and he had only fainted from exhaustion.
It was hard to imagine what kind of tough battle Ling Feifan had been through to the point where he was completely exhausted.
Ling Han hadn't even stood up when he noticed a group of people walking over. Their target was the stone house he was in.
For the past few days, Ling Han had been in closed-door cultivation and had not seen anyone here. Therefore, these people were definitely not here for him, but for Ling Feifan, most likely because they saw Ling Feifan entering this place.
"Ling Feifan, hurry up and get out here!" someone shouted from outside.
Ling Han frowned. So many years had passed. Why had the foreign battlefield become so chaotic?
In the past, military discipline was very strict, and private fights were forbidden. Those who broke the rules would be heavily punished. What was going on now? They actually dared to openly kill their way here.
"Coward, weren't you very arrogant before? Why are you afraid now?"
"If you're afraid, then get out here and kowtow three times. Then say that everyone with the surname Ling is a bastard a hundred times."
"How can a hundred times be enough? At least a thousand times!"
"Hahahaha!"
The people outside couldn't help but laugh loudly. They were extremely arrogant.
Ling Han scanned them with his Divine Sense and found that among the twenty-four people, only one was at the first step, twenty-two were at the second step, and one was at the third step.
No wonder Ling Feifan would fight until he was exhausted. He was not as monstrous as Ling Han, so how could he not be exhausted like a cat playing with a mouse?
Ling Han's expression was very ugly. He wanted to eliminate the Frenzy, but he did not have the ambition to protect the world. Even if he did, it would only be ranked second. What he truly wanted to protect were his family and friends.
Now that his grandson was being played so miserably, how could he still endure it?
So what if he killed these bastards? With his current strength, what else did he have to worry about?
Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he did not have the combat strength of the seventh step, didn't he still dare to flip the table with the seventh step?
He stood up, opened the door, and slowly walked out.
"Eh, who is this person?"
"Tsk, he looks so confident. It's so annoying."
"Who does he think he is?"
The people outside were all talking. With Ling Han's current strength and aura, if he did not take the initiative to show his prowess, apart from the seventh step, who else could see that he was extraordinary?
Ling Han's gaze swept across, and these Heavenly Venerables gave him a sense of familiarity.
He thought about it and suddenly realized that these people were the life imprints that Chong Yan, Poyue, and the others had extracted from their bodies. They were the seeds that were preserved in the previous Yuan World.
Compared to Feng Wuding's outstanding performance, the others were naturally not good enough. More than 500 billion years had passed, and they had only taken one step, two steps, and three steps.
However, Feng Wuding had received the full support of Chong Yan and the others, so his cultivation speed was naturally very fast. Moreover, he had indeed obtained some benefits from the previous Yuan World, so he definitely surpassed his peers.
"Are you the ones who injured my grandson?" he asked calmly.
"That's your grandson!" Those people laughed. "So what? We still want to beat you up like a grandson!"
"Fine!" Ling Han nodded. These people had unreasonably started a war with Ling Feifan and bullied him with numbers. Now, they had even brought out a third step cultivator to force Ling Feifan into such a state. This filled Ling Han with rage.
He did not care why. Since they liked to use violence, then he would use violence to solve the problem.
"What's so good about it? You want to be my grandson?" Someone laughed.
Bang, Ling Han punched out, and that person turned into a mist of blood.
Second step cultivator!
He was just a piece of trash.
Instantly, the entire place quietened down and became deathly still.
A second step cultivator had actually died just like that!
Although they had forced Ling Feifan into a state of exhaustion, they still did not dare to kill him. This was because this was the foreign battlefield, and everyone needed to be united to face the enemy.
Killing one's own people
No one could afford to bear such a bad reputation.
However, Ling Han's attack was clean and without hesitation. He had killed that person with a single punch, as if that person was not a second step cultivator, but an insignificant piece of trash.
Hiss, this was too audacious.
Moreover, he had killed a second step cultivator with a single punch. What kind of concept was that?
At least the strength of a third step cultivator!
Everyone was naturally afraid. They were afraid that Ling Han would start killing again, and apart from a third step cultivator, who else among them could match him?
"What's wrong? Why is there no sound now?" Ling Han asked calmly.
"You, you … you are too audacious! You actually dared to kill someone in the camp!"
"Who are you?"
They mustered up their courage to ask, because that third step cultivator was already standing in front of them, giving them courage.
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