The moonlight was unknown, the star traces were hidden, Ling Tian's physical and mental equipment was exhausted, and a feeling of dizziness came, he could no longer make himself calm, and finally fainted to death.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Tian gradually woke up, and when the five senses and six senses were restored one by one, a faint fragrance first reflected in his thoughts, he didn't rush to open his eyes, his mind recalled what happened, and his memory stayed on the night he met Zhong Han.

This is his instinct, ordinary people, at this time, the first thing to do is to open their eyes and look at the surrounding environment, to see what is going on with themselves.

But he didn't, he was thinking, because he knew that he had woken up now, and if the other party had any intentions or malice, not opening his eyes and letting the other party know that he had woken up might be his only chance.

The strength of the Ancient Martial Emperor is no longer his capital to survive people, so these experiences of driving people away from danger and taking refuge, and the warnings left by so many experiences, are his most valuable assets.

At this moment, he listened with his ears and felt with his heart, but in addition to the faint fragrance here, all he could hear was the crisp birdsong outside.

One of the hands felt the softness of the futon.

After making sure that there was no one here, Ling Tian slowly opened his eyes.

Slightly frowned, a pale pink hue came into view, where he was, was on a bed, there were pink curtains on all sides, and then look at the futon, it was actually quite bright, and there were even some flowers and plants embroidered on it.

This, this is a woman's room, is it Zhong Han's residence? This thought was Ling Tian's first feeling, he lowered his head slightly, he actually opened his chest and back, and opened the quilt before letting go, although the pants were gone, the pants inside were still his own.

What's going on?

Ling Tian sat on the edge of the bed and muttered, he looked at the scabbed wounds on his body, there were no less than ten of them, he knew that he was afraid that Zhong Han had saved him, otherwise, at that time, even if he didn't meet the bad guys on the street, he would definitely die if he didn't bleed.

But what exactly is she for?

With a trace of doubt, he gently opened the curtain next to the bed, and looked out through the gap, the room was not small, and it was pink all around, and the sun had just risen outside, and the morning sun was projected along the wooden window and sprinkled on the ground, slightly dazzling.

In the middle of the room, there was a small but delicate incense burner, with green smoke slowly rising up, and he knew that this refreshing smell came from this.

Ling Tian did not act rashly, but closed the curtain, raised his spirit, and began to operate his ancient martial arts, in addition to healing, the first thing was to restore his strength.

If Zhong Han has any intentions, he can't run away, and people won't just leave you in the house and ignore it, so the wisest choice now is to use the limited time to increase a self-insurance capital.

The exercises that Ling Tian cultivated were an ancient internal cultivation method called Proud Soul, which combined with him as an ancient martial arts emperor and condensed the essence of a 100,000-year-old civilization, just like the moves he knew, they were all unheard of by people in this civilization, the difference was that this internal cultivation method could be used by him now, but the external moves, such as his favorite Nine Xuan Proud Sword Technique, could not be used without a certain amount of internal force.

According to his calculations, if he wants to start recovering the Nine Xuan Ao Sword Technique, even if it is a move in the first layer, at least the output of Dou Qi should be at the strength of a Heaven Rank Fighter, and the output must be more than 250 degrees, but now, his output can only reach about 170 degrees.

Time passed, Ling Tian sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his hands moved slowly, and there was a light blue air flow surging up and down his body, this was the characteristics of the fighting qi that Ling Tian had cultivated, as the blue fighting qi continued to deepen, his strength would continue to increase, of course, if he deliberately hid it, it would not be so easy for people to see.

The injury continued to improve, the surging internal force moistened every inch of his skin, he could feel that his wound had been treated, thinking that it should be done by Zhong Han, thinking of this, Ling Tian's heart was even more doubtful.

A slight sound of footsteps sounded, causing Ling Tian to be on alert, listening attentively, there should be no more than three people coming.

Ling Tian hurriedly lay back on the bed, then closed his eyes.

He could feel the curtain beside the bed gently lifted.

"Sister, this is the master who defeated the stegosaurus you said?" A simple voice came into Ling Tian's ears, according to what he thought, this person should be Zhong Han's elder brother.

As expected, the following is Zhong Han's answer.

"Well, it's him, he's from the Ling family. ”

"Oh, people from the Ling family, the Ling family has never had much to do with the royal family, what are your intentions in bringing him here?"

"Hehe, don't you understand, he has been removed from the Ling family, and now he is alone, isn't such a person the most important thing we need to recruit?"

"Shhh...... , Seeing that this kid is young, he is only ten **, is it true that I, an arrogant girl, also treat this hairy boy?"

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about. ”

"I'm talking nonsense? You brought him to your private room, and I still talk nonsense? But sister, I want to warn you, I don't care about other things, I must be more careful when dealing with the people of the Ling family, if there is a mess, I can't solve a small one." ”

"Don't worry, he's a man...... , you go first, I'll take care of it myself. ”

With a leisurely sigh, the middle-aged man's footsteps sounded again, and with the light lifting of the bead curtain, Ling Tian knew that Zhong Han should be the only one in the room.

A moment later.

"Strange, really strange, it stands to reason that I should be awake. ”

Zhong Han looked at Ling Tian carefully, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and suddenly, Ling Tian, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes, Zhong Han was subconsciously startled, at this moment, Ling Tian turned into a claw with one hand, grabbed her arm, pulled her into his arms with a little force, and the other hand was also clawed, choking Zhong Han's throat.

Zhong Han is twenty-five years old this year, and she has been taking care of the arena for a long time, and it is already an instinct for her to stay in danger.

Slightly stunned, Ling Tian's movements were really unexpected.

At this moment, she was not in a hurry, and her body actually leaned towards Ling Tian's body.

A faint aroma came, Ling Tian didn't expect this effect, he hurriedly stepped back, and pressed his arm against her lower back.

Zhong Han smiled faintly and said, "Hehe, is this how you treated the person who saved you?"

Ling Tian was slightly stunned, and slightly relaxed the strength of his hand.

"Where is this?" Ling Tian asked.

"Hehe, are you pretending to be stupid? Can't you see that this is my boudoir?" said Zhong Han with a smile.

"Do you like that? Well, whatever you want. With that, Zhong Han leaned back again, Ling Tian really had no choice, and with one hand, he used force to eject Zhong Han to a distance of one meter.

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