As night fell, the Dongfang family became a lot deserted due to the fact that there were nearly a thousand fewer people among the foreign clans in today's knockout round. At this moment, in Han Bing's room, there was a beautiful and lovely young 'girl' lying on the 'bed', and Han Bing was sitting on a futon not far from the 'bed', this futon was originally in the underground cultivation room, Han Bing took it and put it on the side of the 'bed' to practice here, for fear that Luo Ling would wake up and run away.

Anyway, now Han Bing is already planning to take care of this idle matter to the end, so he has to follow Luo Ling every step of the way, of course, except for going to the toilet and taking a bath, anyway, he can't let her and Shaohua have room to be alone.

The Heavenly Dragon Refining Body Technique continued to operate, and Han Bing could feel the wonder of this Heavenly Dragon Body Refining Technique more and more, allowing him to have a strength comparable to the Qi Condensation Realm in the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm. Therefore, no matter whether the spiritual power or the yuan force formed in the body after reaching the Qi Condensation Realm, even if he could not form any power, Han Bing could also rely on this "Heavenly Dragon Refining Body Technique" to become a figure like a martial saint thousands of years ago, and become a saint in the 'flesh' body. And he also has an advantage, that is, the power of the world. The dual identities of Spirit Master and Martial Saint are enough to find a place in this Heavenly Dragon Continent.

Even sometimes Han Bing would reverie: If one day he woke up and found that his natal dragon soul had awakened, wouldn't it be even better. Of course, this is just thinking about it, he hasn't awakened for more than ten years, and Han Bing has long been used to it. But it's also good to have dreams to pursue.

"Uh, my neck hurts so much!" Han Bing was cultivating, and when he heard Luo Ling wake up, he immediately stopped the Heavenly Dragon Refining Technique and stepped forward.

"How is it, Xiao Ling, are you comfortable sleeping?" Han Bing asked with concern, of course he knew that Luo Ling was uncomfortable, and if he was hit in the neck by Dongfang Lie, even if he grasped it well, it would hurt.

"It's uncomfortable, my neck hurts. Luo Ling said coquettishly. But as if he suddenly thought of something, he sat up abruptly and said, "Why did I sleep on your 'bed'?" Brother Shaohua knew that he would be angry. By the way, what about Brother Shaohua, where did he go, I remember that he was injured by a fierce uncle, how is it now. ”

"Brother Shaohua, Brother Shaohua, you know your Brother Shaohua. Han Bing said angrily, "Xiaoling didn't expect you to be so heavy on 'sex' and light on friends, and if you have a boyfriend, you will be indifferent to your good friends, alas~"

"Ah, Han Bing, what's wrong with you, why are you suddenly angry, didn't you say you wouldn't be angry with me?" Luo Ling seemed a little puzzled by Han Bing's reaction, "Anyway, please tell me first how Brother Shaohua is, I remember that he is very injured, and I want to go and see him." Luo Ling seemed very anxious, hurriedly got out of bed, and was about to go out.

Seeing Luo Ling's movements, Han Bing immediately rushed over, pressed Luo Lingxiang's shoulders with both hands, and let her lie quietly on the 'bed'. said: "You don't have to go out, he was brought back to the inner clan, and you can't go for the time being." And because of the severity of his mistakes, the Dongfang family decided to whip him for an hour every day and confinement him for more than a month. But you don't have to worry, that whip is just an ordinary mortal weapon, about the same as the Qinghong Sword, with your Shaohua brother's physique, at most 'getting' a half-body, it will not be life-threatening. Of course, these are not true, but Han Bing made them up to deceive Luo Ling.

However, Luo Ling believed it, her little face gradually turned pale, and tears gradually swirled in the corners of her eyes. "The Dongfang family is so ruthless, Brother Shaohua, you are so miserable. Luo Ling cried.

"Mourn, then since it's all like this, don't hang yourself on this tree again, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a Shaohua. Han Bing felt like a human trafficker now, but for Luo Ling's sake, let alone like a human trafficker, even if he really went to be a human trafficker, Han Bing would not frown.

"No, even if he is really half-paralyzed, I will take care of him for the rest of my life. Luo Ling insisted, "Han Bing, you are my best friend, I know you will definitely support me, right." Although Brother Shaohua was a little impulsive and wronged you today, he didn't have a heart, and his closest brother would lose his mind if he died. I apologize to you on his behalf, I don't want the two of you to be at odds. Luo Ling's eyes were full of tears and sincerity, seeing a little beautiful 'girl' begging for herself, anyone should agree without hesitation, but this time Han Bing did not agree.

"I wondered, what kind of 'ecstasy' soul soup did Shaohua pour on you, making you so desperate for him. Han Bing asked, "And I don't need your apology, because he didn't wronged me, his younger brother Shaoliang was killed by me, and he died in the Ice Dust Fist, you won't recognize it." ”

Luo Ling was a little incredulous, he couldn't imagine that Han Bing, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, would actually kill people in such a cruel way, and it was his future brother-in-law who killed, "You, why did you want to kill him, because of me and Brother Shaohua?" Luo Ling shouted a little frantically.

"Hehe, why. Han Bing didn't say anything further, what responded to Luo Ling was Han Bing's action, a 。。。。。。 The act of undressing.

Seeing Han Bing start to take off her clothes, Luo Ling couldn't help but be a little flustered, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't, Han Bing, don't lose your mind, you have something to say." But she misunderstood, after Han Bing took off his coat, he didn't continue, but 'revealed' the inner armor he was wearing-the silver feather armor.

"See?" asked Han Bing.

Seeing that Han Bing was not going to do what she imagined, Luo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the silver feather armor that Han Bing was wearing, she asked, "This is the silver feather armor, how did you get it?" Luo Ling was surprised after seeing the silver feather armor. There were so many things that surprised her today.

"You don't care how I got it, what I want to tell you is that if I hadn't been wearing this silver feather armor, the corpse that came out of the black 'colored' passage today would not have been Shaoliang but me. Han Bing said indifferently.

"What's going on? Why do you say that?" asked Luo Ling, puzzled.

Han Bing 'communicated' everything that happened in the black 'color' passage to Luo Ling, of course, the part where he was a spirit master was covered up in the past, and he could only say that he could see clearly in the black 'color' channel because of the "Heavenly Dragon Refining Body Technique", and Luo Ling didn't pay much attention to this detail. Even Han Bing took out the loot he had taken from Shaoliang, the Chengying Sword.

"Is this true? I'm a little 'blind', Brother Shaohua doesn't look like a bad person, how could he instruct his brother to do such a thing, there must be a misunderstanding. Luo Ling said, "Let's go to the inner clan to find Brother Shaohua and ask clearly, okay." It can be seen that Luo Ling really doesn't want Han Bing and Shaohua to have a feud, but this is unavoidable.

"Whatever you want, I've said everything I have to say, and if you think it's my fault, you can denounce me as a murderer. Han Bing said, "Also, Shaohua may just be a kind of use of you, treating you as a chess piece, a chess piece that disturbs my mind." Although this sentence is a bit too direct, the long pain is better than the short pain, which makes Luo Ling sad for a while, and after the storm, the rain will be clear.

Sure enough, hearing this, Luo Ling seemed to have been hit by five thunderbolts, and she was instantly stunned. Then he yelled at Han Bing with tears in his eyes: "You are talking nonsense, Brother Shaohua will not treat me like this, he will not use me as a pawn, and he is not as bad as you think." It's because you're too narrow-minded and wronged good people, you're a murderer, I misjudged you. Woo."

Although Han Bing had long expected that Luo Ling would hate himself for doing this, Han Bing was a little difficult to accept when he really came. Yes, banished by the family, abandoned by the guards, alone in a strange town. Finally, a friend hated him for his meddling. "Haha, I'm narrow-minded, I wronged good people, I'm a murderer. Han Bing actually laughed, but hearing that laughter was terrifying.

Although he was laughing, Han Bing's heart was full of anger and helplessness. Unexpectedly, Luo Ling's words became the fuse, igniting and detonating everything she suppressed in her heart. Yes, Han Bing is only a thirteen-year-old child, and he has endured too much. The sky seemed to have fallen, this was Han Bing's only feeling now. In addition, Han Bing actually has a 'desire', that is, killing. Han Bing couldn't help but question Cangtian in his heart: why didn't he have a natal dragon soul, why was he born in the dragon clan, why did he first give himself the name of a genius and then give himself a waste wood body, why did everyone abandon him, why, why。。。。。。

All the resentment erupted on Han Bing's body at this moment, and even Han Bing himself didn't expect that if he failed to persuade Luo Ling, he would be 'provoked', and this anger was not ordinary anger, but samadhi true fire.

Han Bing rushed out of the room 'door' and rushed away in the dark night. What he wants to do now is not to break into the inner clan, nor to kill Shaohua, but to go to the demon hunting tower outside the Dongfang family to hunt demon beasts, he needs to vent, he needs to fight, and he needs to become stronger. He thinks that everything about himself now stems from his weakness and incompetence. If you have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and have the domineering spirit of the master of heaven and earth, you can rule the world like the primordial supreme holy dragon in the primeval period, and look at all things as a king, then all the difficulties and helplessness you are facing now will be solved.

In the huge room, only Luo Ling, who was crying after anger, looked at Han Bing's departing back, looking so desolate, and a strong sense of remorse arose from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Han Bing forgot everything in his heart, and could only keep 'pressing' towards the Demon Hunting Tower, his eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous aura was 'exposed'.

The tower of the demon hunter still looks so simple and heavy in the dark night, and the old man is like the diligent night watchman waiting for the trial.

"It's you again, what's the matter, it's not enough to 'spend' so quickly?" the old man recognized that it was Han Bing, so he asked.

Han Bing didn't answer, but directly handed his identity 'jade' card to the old man, and said without hearing a trace of expression: "The third layer of the Demon Hunting Tower, with my remaining merit points, I can stay for a few days at most?"

"The third layer, you are crazy, the third layer is all demon beasts of the eighth grade of body refining and the ninth grade of body refining, with the seventh level of cultivation of your body refining realm, it is not enough for the demon beasts to fight tooth sacrifices?" The old man obviously talked more this time than last time.

"Yes, that's right, I'm just crazy, let me go up, and the merit points will be deducted by you. Han Bing said indifferently.

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the old man stopped persuading, "The Demon Hunting Tower needs fifteen merit points a day, and now you still have fifty-seven merit points, so you can stay for three days." The old man reverted to his old tone.

"Then stay for three days. After Han Bing finished speaking, he felt a blur in front of him, and like last time, he opened his eyes again and changed the scene, but this time it was no longer a forest, but a desert.

The Killing Journey, starts now.

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