A Good Romance
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When Ling Han jumped into the ice lake, a figure walked out of the tree hole and glanced at everyone with a cold gaze.
This person's gaze seemed to be solid. Anyone who was looked at by him would feel as if their blood was frozen, and they would not even be able to walk. Their skin would also feel waves of pain.
The people nearby suddenly turned around and looked at that person.
This was a young man around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He wore a spotless white robe and was filled with an elegant temperament.
"Yo, where did this pretty boy come from? He's pretty handsome," someone immediately teased. This was a wretched middle-aged man who had a sexual orientation problem. He stared at the white-clothed young man's face with a disgusting expression.
"Fuck, shut your fucking mouth! This guy is Tong Miao!" Someone recognized the white-robed youth and immediately shouted at the vulgar middle-aged man.
"He's just a pretty boy. What's there to be surprised about?" The wretched middle-aged man didn't take it to heart at all.
At this time, Tong Miao also walked toward him.
"Pretty boy, what do you want to do? Are you not convinced? Hehe, be careful or I'll screw you until you're deflated." The vulgar middle-aged man laughed without any misgivings.
"Lunatic, you're courting death!" The people around him hurriedly made way for him.
Only then did the wretched middle-aged man realize that he might have provoked an extremely powerful existence, but he still didn't take it to heart, because he was an existence of the Enlightening State. In the prison, he was nothing, but outside, he was already a very powerful existence.
The gigolo looked to be only 23 or 24 years old. How could he be stronger than him?
Shua, a sword light streaked past.
The wretched middle-aged man revealed a startled expression, but in the next moment, his entire body was split into two halves. He slid down to the left and right, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Hiss, he's dead!
The surrounding people were all shocked. No one saw how Tong Miao swung her sword, but the perverted man was dead. That man was at the Enlightening State, and he was still alive after harassing so many people. One could imagine how strong he was.
Just who in the world was this Tong Miao? He was way too ferocious, wasn't he?
"He's the third son of the Hengtian Sect's sect leader." Someone revealed Tong Miao's background.
"Hiss, the Hengtian Sect!" Many people cried out in surprise.
"That's a lunatic sect full of bloodthirsty perverts."
"Shh, lower your voice."
Tong Miao sheathed his sword, but just as he put it away, he took it out again. He stared at the blade and saw a drop of blood on it.
"Filthy blood." He muttered in a low voice. When he raised his head again, his eyes had already become blood red and were emitting an intense killing intent.
Xiu, he charged out, and with a sweep of his sword, pu, a person's head was chopped off.
The sword was light and agile, and it was not suitable for slashing. However, the sword was too sharp, and Tong Miao was too strong. With a single slash, the head flew into the air and blood spurted out.
He didn't even spare them another glance. His figure moved about and unleashed a great slaughter. Heads flew into the air one after another, and there was actually not a single person who was a match for him.
Everyone resisted for a while, but even with so many of them working together, it was useless. He killed them one by one with a single swing of his sword. Thus, everyone's fighting spirit soon crumbled, and they all fled.
However, Tong Miao only knew how to slaughter. He didn't care if others provoked him at all. He just waved his sword and killed. As blood splattered everywhere, his white robe was gradually dyed red, but he didn't care at all. There was even a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and it was incredibly terrifying.
He was truly a pervert, a lunatic, a demon.
In less than ten minutes, almost everyone here had been slaughtered by him.
Because there was no path ahead, they could only retreat to the tree hole, which resulted in only a few survivors of this massacre.
There was only one person left here. Tong Miao stood alone with his sword. He closed his eyes and deeply breathed in the air that was filled with blood. An expression of enjoyment appeared on his face, as if he was addicted.
Pa, pa, pa. There was the sound of light footsteps.
Tong Miao immediately opened his eyes and looked towards the exit of the tree hole. His killing intent was boiling, and his emotions were extremely fanatical.
Very soon, a figure walked out. He was tall and slender, and had a handsome face. It was as if he had a radiance about him, causing others to feel as if they didn't dare to look at him directly.
Tong Miao's eyes involuntarily narrowed, and his grip on his sword tightened even more.
The handsome man's gaze swept over, and he couldn't help but sigh. "So miserable!"
Tong Miao directly charged over. Shua, his sword swept out, and it was as if the entire world would be sliced in half by his sword.
The handsome man, however, was not afraid at all. His right hand shook, and a spear appeared. Clang, it blocked the sword.
A wave of energy rippled out, and the two of them simultaneously shook, revealing expressions of shock.
They hadn't received any notification in their minds, which meant that the other party's cultivation shouldn't be weaker than theirs.
"Who are you to actually be able to block my sword?" Tong Miao asked.
The handsome man laughed. "Only if you can block another ten of my spear attacks will you be qualified to know my name."
Tong Miao snorted and once again brandished his sword.
Ding, ding, ding. The two of them continuously clashed, and in an instant, they had exchanged more than ten moves.
"Hahaha, I am Dong Qi." The handsome man finally said his name.
Tong Miao stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of his sword. He said, "So you are the Madman Dong Qi. Haha, you are the seventh person to die under my sword, and I even remember your name."
"Shameless boasting!" Dong Qi raised his spear and stabbed forward.
The two of them fought fiercely once more, and both of them used their full strength.
Fight, fight, fight. The two of them fought fiercely. Only one person could stand out from the rest of the peak, and so powerful existences like them would have to fight sooner or later. They might as well get rid of their competitors now.
But suddenly, the two of them stopped fighting at the same time and separated by about thirty meters. Then, they both looked in the direction of the tree hole.
In just a moment, they saw a slender figure walk out of the tree hole.
It was a young woman with a slender and sexy figure. Her waist was slender, and her two long legs could reach the waist of an average person.
Her appearance didn't disappoint her good figure. Her facial features were exquisite, and she had a pair of purple eyes that were intelligent and enchanting.
The woman glanced at Dong Qi and Tong Miao and smiled sweetly. "The two of you really like to fight. You're already fighting so passionately here."
"Xin Ruyue." Dong Qi's eyes narrowed.
"Oh? I didn't expect someone to recognize me," the woman said in surprise.
Dong Qi chuckled. "Who doesn't know that Fairy Xin is the disciple of the Primeval Lord? The Primeval Lord is a peerless expert in the prison. It's just that he's temporarily unable to leave."
Xin Ruyue pursed her lips and smiled, "In that case, can the two of you let me go to another peak?"
"Sorry, that's not possible," Tong Miao immediately said coldly.
Dong Qi laughed. "Fairy Xin really knows how to joke. You can only choose one peak for the Fledgling Dragon Trial. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for the next one. Who knows how many decades or even centuries it will be."
"You're already dead, so what's the point of talking about opportunities?" Xin Ruyue shook her head, and a silver whip appeared in each of her hands.
The battle resumed.
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