Are you going to die? When he died, no one helped him out, and no one cast a sympathetic look, and some were just mocking.

Boom!

A palm hit Han Linghao's chest, and he was slapped a few meters away by this palm, and his body flew in mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, raising dust.

The old man watched this scene indifferently, did not stop it, did not make any moves, as if this incident had not happened, and continued to hold the test.

And he also skipped Han Linghao's name directly.

I don't know if it's Han Linghao's fate or luck, everyone found that he was not dead after this palm, and one of the teenagers closest to Han Linghao put his hand on Han Linghao's nose, he was still angry.

Just fainted.

Just when they thought that Han Na was going to make a second palm, Han Na stopped, she looked at Han Linghao, lost interest, and killed a worthless life for her, without any sense of accomplishment.

"Forget it, Miss Ben is in a good mood today, so I'll let you go." Han Na snorted coldly, still muttering something in her mouth, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

When Han Linghao woke up, he found him lying on the bed in his wooden house, who was it? Brought myself back.

"Don't move, Hao'er, you're so badly injured, you should have a good rest." A gentle voice came from Han Linghao's ears, and there was a hint of crying in his tone.

Only then did he realize that it was none other than his mother, Huang Xuemei, who brought him back.

"Mother, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just injured and not dead." Han Linghao comforted, but at this time, he coughed a few times inappropriately, which made his blood churn, extremely uncomfortable, he resisted the urge to vomit blood, and tried to squeeze out a smile at his mother, but it was very ugly.

Huang Xuemei held Han Linghao in her arms in distress, seeing her son being bullied by others, she was really worried, when she saw the injury on Han Linghao's body, she couldn't wait to let the injury be her own.

Han Linghao patted his mother's back and said with a smile: "It's okay mother, I'm fine, don't worry, can't I still talk and move." ”

Huang Xuemei wiped the tears on her face, stood up and brought the medicine she had just cooked, Han Linghao took the medicine and drank it by himself, he didn't want to trouble his mother to help him feed the medicine, for him, he owed his mother too much, and he could see it from the time he gave up cultivation, she never disliked herself for being a physique that could not be cultivated.

She also didn't have any questions about her cultivation physique, because she felt that no matter whether Han Linghao could cultivate or not, he was her own son, and she would be considerate no matter how angry she was.

And Han Linghao has never disappointed her, because of the efforts he has put in, the white eyes he has suffered over the years, Han Linghao is also very sensible and has not been angry with others anymore, and has been silently bearing.

……

"By the way, Hao'er, you can sleep after drinking the medicine, it's okay if you don't test today, you can't cultivate, let's just follow the text, at least you can support yourself in the future, my mother has already arranged it for you, studying in Mr. Yang's private school, and you can't pay a few dollars a year."

Huang Xuemei touched Han Linghao's head and said, but she knew that once Han Linghao felt that he had followed the text, then he would definitely not be reconciled, but she would rather let Han Linghao be unwilling than let him die, today was too big a shock for her and could not continue.

This decision is cruel, and there is no way out, Han Linghao was silent, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "I think about it, give me some time." ”

Han Linghao endured the injury and sat outside the window to precipitate, Huang Xuemei didn't bother him, she also knew that it would take time.

"The Five Elements of Martial Arts, why don't I have any line, am I really destined to be an ordinary person, I am not reconciled."

"However, my mother wants me to live well."

"No, I don't want people to look down on, I want revenge, revenge on those who used to bully me."

"But what can I do?"

Again and again, he asked himself in his heart, he was entangled, he was unwilling, he didn't want others to think that he was a waste, but now what can he do, now he is like this, what is the difference between him and waste.

……

After two full hours, he finally made his decision.

"Mother, the day after tomorrow, I will go to Mr. Yang's private school to study, and I will give you a top liberal arts exam in two years."

Of course, after saying this, he hovered in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't forget it for a long time, like a knife that stabbed into his chest, and it hurt tightly.

"Okay, if only you could figure it out." Huang Xuemei nodded with satisfaction.

But why didn't her heart hurt as much as Han Linghao.

But before that, Han Linghao had to do one thing.

The next day, Han Linghao's injuries were a little better, and after the herbs his mother found herself, he was able to move normally.

He heard that Han Na was going to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to train, so would he have a chance to go there?

"Mother, I'll go out for a while, I heard that there is a store selling books outside, I'll buy it back and take a look."

"Okay." Huang Xuemei didn't have any suspicions and let Han Linghao go out, but she was still worried about his injury, Han

Ling Hao said that he could still walk, so she was relieved to let him out.

However, after going out, Han Linghao did not go to the store he said to buy books, but walked in the direction of the mountain range.

At the foot of the mountain, there are very few wild beasts, and they are not ferocious, so it is safest to lurk here.

This is the only way to enter the mountain.

In his hand he was holding a dagger, which his father had left behind at that time.

If anyone knew that he was going to deal with a master of the body quenching realm, they would definitely laugh at him for his delusion, and he still remembered that when he fell, Han Na muttered a sentence that he still can't forget.

"Wild seed, hit you and dirty my hands."

He is not a wild seed, he wants to make Hannah pay, anyone can insult him, you can talk about him, but you can't insult his identity, his dignity, and his parents.

This is Han Linghao's bottom line.

But at that moment, a huge cloud of ice fell from the sky and fell down and smashed at him.

The speed is fast, and it is about to reach the top of Han Linghao's head.

"What?"

The ice was covered with a heavy mist, and at this moment, the sun was about to set, and the sunset in the evening made Han Linghao see more clearly.

He hurriedly dodged, and if he was hit by this big ice, he would 100% explain it here.

Bang!

The ice slammed into the ground, forming a crack on the ground, and scattered around, which made people suffocate and cold, making all the plants around them frosty, but the strange thing was that Han Linghao only felt that instead of being uncomfortable, he enjoyed this cold.

Was this his delusion?

However, something even more incredible made Han Linghao's eyes widen, a middle-aged man in a white robe

Flying to Han Linghao's side, the target seemed to be this giant ice.

And what Han Linghao cares about is how high this person's realm is, the realm of flying into the air, he hasn't seen it yet, it seems that no one in the Spirit City where he is located has reached this realm.