Ye Lingtian narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's night.

Inside the Down's Villa.

Tang Hao covered the bruises from the corners of his mouth, and was helped back to his room by the housekeeper.

Looking at the data on the computer screen, Tang Hao's face became more and more gloomy, and he held a porcelain teacup in his hand.

The night is quiet.

"Smack!" With a bang, the sound of the porcelain cup exploding came.

The porcelain pieces were shattered inch by inch, and the whole room was splashed.

On the roof, in a dark corner, a pair of dark red pupils shrank sharply.

Han Youxue couldn't believe her eyes and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

"This, this ......" Han Youxue's eyes were shocked, and she looked at Tang Hao's hand in surprise.

It was clearly a slender hand holding a pen, and there was not even an inch of calluses from martial arts practice.

Looking at Tang Hao's entire body again, Han Youxue couldn't believe his eyes even more.

Han Youxue is half of Ye Lingtian's apprentice, and his martial arts are almost the true inheritance of Ye Lingtian, and the difference between him and Ye Lingtian is nothing more than the disparity in strength.

But Han Youxue was indeed the one with the highest comprehension among all the "apprentices" Ye Lingtian had taught.

Ye Lingtian's skills, she has basically learned everything, Han Youxue's eyes are also vicious, whether Tang Hao in front of him has practiced martial arts, how long has he practiced martial arts, and what kind of skills he has, Han Youxue can definitely be judged.

Even if there is a deviation, it will not be too big.

However, at this moment, Han Youxue looked at it for a long time, and came to the conclusion that Tang Hao in front of him definitely did not have the slightest history of martial arts!

He is definitely not a person who has practiced martial arts!

When she was in Cloud City before, she had observed many people.

Of the three brothers of the Su family, Su Zhengyang's martial arts are the most powerful of the three brothers.

And although Su Yunzhe and his younger brother Su Mingyuan were both killed by Ye Lingtian in one move, Han Youxue could see it clearly, these three brothers definitely practiced martial arts since childhood, and there were traces of martial artists on their bodies!

Even those of the Murong family, although they are not from a martial arts family, they also have traces of martial arts!

But at this moment, Han Youxue looked at Tang Hao in front of her, but she was a little suspicious of her eyesight!

This Tang Hao has definitely not learned a little bit of martial arts! Not even for a day!

He hadn't practiced martial arts at all!

However, can a person who has never practiced martial arts easily crush a tea cup from the Azure Ru kiln with his bare hands?

The firing process of Tianqing Ru kiln is very cumbersome and complex, and among all the porcelain hardness rankings, it can definitely be ranked among the top three!

If a person who has practiced martial arts can crush it with his bare hands, it is not surprising at all, after all, the way of practicing martial arts, practicing muscles and bones outside, practicing one breath inside, and practicing to crush a porcelain cup, it is still very easy!

But it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts to do it!

And the most important thing is that after Tang Hao crushed the porcelain cup, the broken porcelain piece had already pierced into the palm of his palm.

However, Tang Hao's palm was not injured at all, and there was no blood!

Han Youxue stretched out her palm in disbelief, squeezed it slightly in the air, and shook her head in disbelief.

That's impossible!

When pigs fly!

Even if you can't crush a porcelain cup yourself, your hand won't hurt!

Even if you are a practitioner who exercises your muscles and bones, you can't guarantee that you don't even have a scratch on your hand!

This Tang Hao is so strange!

The door of Tang Hao's room was pushed open, and Tang Shi'an walked in slowly, holding a bottle of medicinal wine in his hand.

Seeing Tang Hao's appearance, he frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "It seems that your body is still a little poorly forged."

"Have you wasted all that blood?"

Tang Hao threw the broken porcelain piece in his hand, rubbed the bruises on the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Grandpa, even if I forge my body strongly, I don't know what moves, those directors were instigated by Tang Zhimin and beat me like crazy, can't I still get hurt a little?"

Tang Shi'an took a deep breath, nodded, handed the medicinal wine in his hand to Tang Hao, and said in a low voice, "Wipe some medicine bar first."

Then Tang Shi'an immediately said to the butler behind him, "Go get some more blood."

"Yes." The butler nodded immediately, turned away, and walked towards a dilapidated firewood house in the courtyard.

The door of the firewood room was pushed open, and the housekeeper subconsciously looked around.

The cold snow immediately hidden.

After seeing that there was no one around, the housekeeper nodded slightly, relieved himself, walked to the corner of the firewood room, groped his fingers in the crack of the wall, touched a button-like thing, and pressed it.

The floor of the firewood room was immediately opened, revealing a hidden tunnel.

Han Youxue squinted slightly, and looked there with some surprise.

The butler immediately walked in briskly.

Han Youxue gritted her teeth slightly and immediately followed.

The tunnel was long and dark, without a trace of light, Han Youxue used the breath-holding condensation method taught by Ye Lingtian to control her breathing, only retaining a faint breath to maintain, and slowly followed behind the butler.

There was a faint light of a dancing candle in front of him, and the cold snow immediately clung to the wall.

The butler didn't seem to notice the cold snow, and immediately walked inside.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a small secret room, which looks like it is about ten square meters, dark and damp, and the smell of rancid smell is in the nose, Han Youxue subconsciously frowned, and stretched out his hand to cover his nose.

But at the moment when Han Youxue's hand was about to cover his nose, his plain white little hand froze in mid-air.

In the next second, a faint light flashed in the red eyes of Han Youxue, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he wrinkled his nose and sniffed carefully in the air.

The smell of blood.

Don't......

Han Youxue didn't dare to be careless, and sniffed carefully several times before confirming that it was correct.

It's the smell of blood!

Han Youxue has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and at the age of eighteen, she entered the Blood Moon Organization with her sister and did intelligence work, and because of her sharp and agile skills, she has carried out various assassination missions many times.

It can be said that Han Youxue has lived a life of licking blood with a knife since he was eighteen years old.

The smell of blood, for her, may be more sensitive than the pungent flavor of the milk tea that Tang Yuwei invited her to drink!

She could never smell wrong!

Cold Snow clinged to the wall and crept into the small room.

The housekeeper turned his back to Han Youxue, bent over and didn't know what he was doing, and didn't find Han Youxue's figure.

And the cold snow took advantage of this gap and immediately got into the straw pile on the side!

The butler was busy for a while, and then he walked out quickly with a large porcelain bowl.

It wasn't until the sound of the closing of the secret passage of the mechanism was heard in the distance that the cold snow slowly came out.

But when Han Youxue came out of the straw pile and saw the furnishings in this small room a few feet square, her mouth instantly opened in shock.

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