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Hong Ziyi and Han Yesong are young people with stronger adaptability.
The two of them immediately began thinking as soon as Ling Hao spoke.
Able to fly in the sky and escape on land, spitting fire and thunder, is it still an ordinary python? What's the difference between this and the legendary dragon?
What shocked them even more was that Ling Hao had actually seen such a dragon before.
At this moment, Han Yexiang finally realized that she still underestimated this world too much.
Or perhaps her vision is still too narrow.
Ling Hao's words conjured up a brand new world in front of Han Yexiang and others.
What she originally thought were those big clans and tribes now seem insignificant in her eyes.
If it's really like what Ling Hao said, then the forces behind Mayor Wang are nothing.
At least, there shouldn't be anyone among them as powerful as a dragon.
No wonder Ling Hao seems indifferent to everything, they have seen things that others have never seen before and dare not imagine.
It is night, quiet as water.
The silver moon hangs low, and the Panlong mountain range is like a giant dragon that seems to be ready to take off at any moment.
Ling Hao stood in the small courtyard of a farmhouse, his eyes deep and profound, gazing out at the distant darkness with a sense of loss.
Here, after all, it's still a bit weak.
In the Tianlong Continent, let alone Jiaolong, even Tianlong exist. Cultivators are as common as hairs on an ox, and land-based deities are everywhere.
That is the paradise that cultivators and immortals yearn for.
"When can I return to the Tianlong Continent?"
Ling Hao asked himself in his heart, but there was no answer.
On earth, spiritual energy is scarce, and it's impossible to cultivate quickly.
Fortunately, that nameless mysterious skill seemed to have changed his inner power, and his strength at the same level of cultivation had increased by an unknown number of times.
There may also be something in the mysterious ring that can help with cultivation.
"Brother Ling, what's on your mind?"
At this moment, Han Yexiang walked out of the house and her narrow eyes fell on Ling Huan's desolate face, with some curiosity.
Someone as strong as Ling Hao would actually show a desolate expression, there must be a story behind it.
"Miss Han, you're older than me, right? I don't deserve to be called 'big brother'. If you really mean it, you can call me Ling Hua too."
Ling Hao shook his head, but didn't refuse him outright.
A beautiful woman who doesn't like, Han Yexiang is not only beautiful, but also can control a large family in her hands, managing it in an orderly manner, enough to show that her skills are not small.
Ling Hao is also not someone who doesn't understand human emotions and worldly affairs.
On the Tianlong continent, he had put all his thoughts on Shangguan Ziqing, and now seeing Han Yexia, Hong Ziying, Chu Yu, Li Bingqing and other women, he finally realized.
A good forest is right next to you, why did you choose a crooked tree to hang yourself?
And in the end, I was smashed into pieces by that crooked tree.
It's just that, no matter who it is, Ling Hao will never be able to treat them with sincerity again.
His heart has already been stabbed with a knife, and it's not that easy to heal.
It's just that Ling Hao didn't realize it.
Ling Hao
Han Ye Xiang lightly smiled: "I should be one of the few people in Longjiang City who knows his name."
Han Yexiang had once investigated Ling Huan, but only knew that he was called Master Ling, and his true name was unknown to anyone.
Today, Ling Hao has taken the initiative to inform her of his name, at least he doesn't regard her as an enemy anymore.
Thinking back to when she rashly investigated Ling Huan, Han Ye Shuang couldn't help but secretly regret it.
If she hadn't been so careless at first, her relationship with Ling Hao should have gone further.
These days, although she pretended to be flirtatious, she clearly understood that Ling Hao's teasing words were filled with endless indifference.
That kind of indifference is radiating from his bones.
"Damn it, Old Liu, how did you find this tour guide? Are we supposed to stay in this godforsaken place?"
At this moment, a group of young men and women in bright clothes came walking from the foot of the mountain.
"Qin Shao, this is the best place on the mountain waist. If we go further forward, there will be no more villages." The one called Old Liu was a bald middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses, panting heavily.
Who knew this group of rich second-generation kids had nothing better to do and actually wanted to come play at Panlong Mountain.
Isn't it bad for him to indulge in the city all day and suffer a whole day of punishment?
If it weren't for an old relative living here, they would have had to spend the night in the wilderness.
A bunch of guys born with a golden spoon in their mouths, can you tolerate them?
"Grass, can people live here?"
Qin looked at the old house on the mountain with a mixture of anger and annoyance.
"Qin Shao, shall we go back? It's smelly here and there's no place to take a bath." Next to Qin Shao, a heavily made-up woman with her chest open, almost revealing that thing.
The voice was shrill and made people feel uncomfortable all over.
Other women also looked at her with disdain.
"Go back? How can we go back? It took us a whole day to get here. If you want to go back, go back yourself. I don't believe that we can't stay in this broken place."
Qin Shao waved his hand impatiently, and when he saw Ling Hao and Han Yexia, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is this beauty also here on vacation?"
Compared to Han Yexiang, the woman beside Qin Shao was undoubtedly several grades lower, no wonder he had a fiery gaze.
"Get out!"
Han Yexiang didn't even glance at Qin Shao, her expression indifferent, and she resumed her icy demeanor.
These useless second-generation rich kids can only hang out with these internet celebrity faces.
Ling Hao stood by, calmly watching the young man without saying a word.
Not to mention that I don't have the strength to truss a chicken, but my body has also been hollowed out. My complexion is pale and wan, and who knows when I'll die under a woman's belly.
Scolded by Han Yexiang, Qin Shao's face clearly became somewhat unsightly, coldly saying: "Damn, giving face is it? The clothes you're wearing were bought from a roadside stall, following me, Young Master, for one day and sending an LV, how about that?"
Qin Shao smiled at Ling Hao with a pleased expression, but his face was full of disdain.
What a beauty is actually following a loser around, it's simply a waste of natural resources!
"Looking for death!"
Han Ye's eyes were icy cold, and with a sudden burst of internal energy, he transformed into a long dragon and rushed towards Qin Shao.
"Little girl, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, this behavior is not good."
Suddenly, the bald-headed old Liu standing beside Qin Shao spoke in a teasing tone. His palm pushed out, and a more violent inner force dispersed Han Yexue's inner force entirely.
"Primordial Spirit Realm Master?"
Han Ye Shuang was shocked, never expecting that the person Qin Shao had scolded would be a Yuan Shen realm martial artist.
Able to effortlessly block her attacks, Baldy is absolutely not simple.
"At least the fifth layer of Yuan Shen Realm, or even higher, this can be compared to Grandma's realm."
Ling Hao casually swept his gaze over Old Liu, somewhat surprised that even he hadn't noticed that the other party was actually a martial artist.
"It must be some kind of hidden cultivation method, disguising oneself to follow the young man, that young man's identity shouldn't be ordinary."
Upon hearing Ling Huan's words, Han Yexiang's face turned solemn. A master at the fifth layer of Yuanshen realm was even stronger than her grandmother, so how could such a great master be subordinate to others?
At the beck and call of an ordinary person.
(End of chapter)
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