This thought flashed through Ye Huang's heart.

It's just a flash, and I don't think about it.

Because Ye Huang knew that this was his own secret, now he should find out what was going on first, otherwise he would rashly find the master, what if this was something that he couldn't explain at all, and let the head misunderstand?

It's like the demon spirit mark on his hand will make many people misunderstand.

Who dares to guarantee that the current abnormality in his body will not cause misunderstanding among these cultivators?

Although he is also a cultivator.

Since Ye Huang has this demon spirit mark on his body, Ye Huang will be much more careful in his actions,

Including now, Ye Huang chose to observe first, rather than choosing a boss who might be able to see the problem at a glance.

This is related to your own net worth and life.

Although the Huaqiong faction was unusually friendly, so much so that Ye Huang would have a sense of self-blame as long as he doubted the Huaqiong faction in his heart.

But Ye Huang still had to think about it.

This is not the same place I was in before, this is another world.

The people here don't care about the Shaolin Temple, they don't care about the Security Bureau, they don't care about Longhu Mountain, it can be said that the people here don't care about anyone in the Nether.

Therefore, their previous identities were of no use to them at all, and their cultivation was much higher than their own.

In other words, once you have a conflict with them here, you can't escape if you want to.

Although Ye Huang felt very guilty when he thought about it this way, because from the current point of view, the people of the Huaqiong faction were still very good to him, and they also rescued Xia Lin from a coma.

But he still thought of them so badly, which made Ye Huang feel a sense of guilt.

But despite this, Ye Huang still thought so.

Walking outside is indispensable to guard against people's hearts.

So what the hell is going on, I'll see for myself first.

Thinking of this, Ye Huang put his consciousness into the process of observing his own blood.

For a while, Ye Huang also observed a lot of suspicions, and also made a lot of discoveries.

It's this color of blood, although it is very weird, but it does not affect the operation of one's body functions.

This shows that this kind of blood should not be poisonous.

Moreover, the change in this blood was due to the fact that he had attracted the aura here and cultivated it.

In other words, it is very likely that the blood has become like this because of the aura here.

Is it because this aura is poisonous?

This idea was quickly rejected, but it didn't come to Ye Huang's heart later.

Is it really poisonous?

In fact, Ye Huang's point of view is very simple, because Ye Huang now has the power of Zhu Ling in his body, which means that he should be invulnerable to all poisons.

I'm not afraid of any poison.

And Zhu Ling's power will automatically clear the toxins in the body, that is.

Now there must be something in these auras that makes Zhu Ling's power react.

Soon, Ye Huang's induction also proved this.

The orange-red blood had the breath of Zhu Ling's power in it......

This feeling is very accurate, and in fact, as long as you put your whole body and mind into your blood, you can always observe it.

Ye Huang will not be insensitive to Zhu Ling's breath, this is the breath that belongs to Li Ling, how could Ye Huang forget?

It seems that there must be something in this aura that caused Zhu Ling's reaction......

At the same time, Li Ling had just finished class and returned home.

Now Li Ling seems to have returned to his previous life.

Very calm, or rather bland?

It can only be described in this word.

The eldest brother in the family gave Li Ling a little bit of contact and continued to go back to class.

Li Ling was noncommittal, he could do anything, it was best to keep himself busy, so that he could forget about Ye Huang.

Think of it as a dream.

An unusually real dream.

But in reality, it can only be a dream, because I don't have anything left now.

It's like waking up from a dream.

Even the feeling is the same as the feeling of being lost after waking up from a dream, the feeling of letting the memory slowly dissipate in the mind......

Li Ling seems to have changed as a different person.

From a little sister to a well-behaved student girl.

I don't yearn for the rivers and lakes, because I just returned from the rivers and lakes.

I don't try any adventures anymore, because I can't have the excitement of my own experience during this time.

Don't even fall in love or anything, because the girl you like...... Really girls......

Now Li Ling needs to affirm himself in his heart, otherwise a person's shadow will emerge from the bottom of his heart.

Whenever this time, Li Ling would complain, it must be Zhu Ling's reason, he and himself have a wonderful connection with himself because of Zhu Ling, so it's not strange in his heart, right?

It's just not strange, it's definitely not strange, for this question, Li Ling has to affirm two times in his heart.

People from the Security Bureau came a few times and asked Li Ling a few words.

Basically, it's all about where the leaves are and whatever.

These people from the Security Bureau are really annoying, and they ask all the questions they want to know.

After investigating Li Ling a few times, he is no longer investigating.

Because Li Ling was just an ordinary girl in the eyes of that group of people in the Security Bureau.

Li Ling also hopes that she is an ordinary girl.

This is a lot of arrears, but Li Ling just wants to say it, wants to say it loudly.

"Why am I so different!"

"Alright, class is coming soon, stop gossiping. ”

Li Ling woke up the same table with a word.

In fact, to be honest, Li Ling hates this tablemate very much, but it is because this tablemate is also bald that Li Ling has endured it until now.

"Shut up, you little bald head. ”

The little bald head glanced at Li Ling when he opened his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Cut, the man is ......."

Li Ling was immediately furious.

"Okay, you, I'll let you see how powerful your wife is today!"

This time she really doesn't look like a well-behaved student girl.

Seeing that he was going to be beaten, the first thing that this little bald head thought of was not to resist, but to protect his head with both hands, and it still hurt to be bald when he was bigger.

As for the revolt?

Just kidding, who would dare to resist Li Ling?

Although Li Ling has been gone since he left, it seems that he has changed when he comes back, but the shadow of the famous tree of people, even if Li Ling seems to have changed, he can't be provoked.

Li Ling was a tyrant in the school at the beginning, and of course he is now.

The little bald head is ready to meet the crit from Li Ling.

In fact, to be honest, although Li Ling often behaves fiercely, it doesn't hurt at all to beat people, and the most important thing is that Li Ling is very cute.

The little bald head would definitely not say that, in Li Ling's opinion, it was because he was bald that he could endure the words of sitting at the same table with him.

Then this little bald head will never admit that he likes Li Lingcai and is willing to bear Li Ling's punches and kicks from time to time, and is unwilling to leave.

"Huh?"

The bald head had been in this position for several seconds, but he hadn't seen a critical hit.

Cautiously turned his head to take a look.

Li Ling...... Li Ling cried?

Li Ling stood there holding a textbook that had been scribbled by himself, and his hand that had been raised had already hung down.

The textbook, which was already crumpled, was even more wrinkled by Li Ling's grasp.

The sun shone behind Li Ling.

The little bald head felt that Li Ling's beauty was incomprehensible for a moment.

This kind of weak and melancholy Li Ling is something that the little bald head has never seen.

Li Ling was still standing in a daze, tears had already flowed down, his eyes were hazy, and the bald head in front of him and the bald head in his memory gradually coincided.

"Ye Huang, you conscienceless!"

The textbook in his hand still smashed into the little bald head.

The little bald head now has only one thought in his heart.

Who is Ye Huang?