"Why?" The young man who proposed to beat people also turned around and looked at Ling Han. He was dressed in a purple long shirt, and his face was proud.
"You said you were going to hit me?" Ling Han smiles and smiles.
These days, he has been hunted down by Feng Miaoling and Wen Renliang Ping. Although they are all dangerous, he has no temper in his heart?
"Why, did you hear that?" Purple Shirt Youth is a little surprised, he also deliberately lowered the voice, but, also does not matter, heard how?
"So what?" He asked, with a trace of disdain on his face.
Ling Han spread out his hands: "just in time, I have some bad mood these days, just beat you a meal, ease the mood."
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" The youth in purple clothes burst out laughing, which is really funny.
"What a self-conscious fellow He put away his smile and spoke in a cold voice.
Another, dressed in a blue shirt, could not help but show his impatience. "You should be glad that we don't want to waste time on you. But you have to ask for trouble. Ah, even I think you deserve to be beaten. "
"Don't talk to him, beat him up!" Purple Shirt Youth strides out, toward Ling Han forced past.
Ling Han put his hands behind him and didn't seem to put the other side in his eyes.
"Where do you come from?" The young man in purple showed his anger. He dared to despise himself so much.
Hit him, beat him to death!
He suddenly accelerated, a palm toward Ling Han patted in the past.
His companion did not help, but stood on the sideline, because he believed that the strength of his companion was enough to suppress Ling Han.
PA, a figure flew by with lightning speed and hit the big tree behind heavily.
However, the tree did not break, but the man fell back heavily, falling into a big shape.
The smile on the young man's face suddenly stopped, because the person who was beaten out was not Ling Han, but his companion.
How could it be?
Don't say how Ling Han can win, even if the companion will meet the opponent, should not be a move on the second ah.
"Here, it's your turn." Ling Han waved to the young man in green shirt.
The young man immediately showed an embarrassed smile and quickly shook his hand: "Taoist friend, I don't know each other. We were reckless just now. Please forgive me."
"Oh
He screamed because Ling Han had already punched him and beat him up.
After beating Shuang, Ling Han stopped and said with a smile, "I'm impulsive at the moment, and you forgive me."
Now, at last, he was refreshed.
This is also because he just wants to make a sound, otherwise a fist goes down, the other party will be smashed into flesh mud.
The young man in green shirt is going to cry. Since you know your impulse, why don't you control it well and say it only after finishing the fight. Isn't it intentional to harm others?
But what can he say?
Was it not good enough to be beaten just now? Do you want to do it again?
Ling Han waved and left.
After Ling Han left, the young man in green shirt rushed to help his companion up and shook him hard to wake him up.
Fortunately, Ling Han didn't have a heavy hand.
"It hurts, it hurts!" As soon as the young man in purple clothes woke up, he immediately cried out in pain. He felt that every bone in his body was broken.
"Let's go. Let's go to the young master at once."
His face is full of anger, too hateful, even he dare to fight, do not know to beat the dog to see the owner?
The young man in green shirt also nodded. He was beaten up too. How could he be reconciled?
Ling Han was in a happy mood. He walked left and right. After a long time, he stepped out, but the forest was already behind him.
He came out.
"The exit is easy to find, but the big tree." Ling Han looked back, the big tree clearly appeared in the field of vision, obviously higher than a large section, like standing out from the crowd.
"Find it again."
Ling Han did not leave, but into the forest, continue to look for the tree.
He walked over and over again, catching the changes in the forest, looking for the law, and finding the passage to the big tree in the middle.
This time, it was difficult. A whole month later, Ling Han finally found the law in the endless changes.
He speeded up at once and headed for the goal.
His speed was very fast, but he did not go straight to the big tree, but kept going round and round, because it was the only way to get to the tree.
If you want to reach the goal, you have to go a long way in circles.
Half a day later, he showed a smile, as long as he walked through the trees in front of him, he could get under the big tree.
SENGO, I'm here.
Ling Han has some expectations, so hard to come here, the fairy fruit must be extremely precious.
Is the nine changes near at hand?Yeah?
He was stunned, and there was a footstep behind him three people!
Ling Han suddenly turned back, and at this time, three people also came out of the trees.
When they saw Ling Han, they were all surprised. They didn't expect that someone would rush in front of them. But a moment later, two people immediately showed a mixed expression of joy and anger.
Why?
Very simple, these two people are the green shirt, purple shirt two guys that Ling Hanfeng beat before.
However, they are now following a young man in white, with their hands hanging, showing great respect.
"Little Lord, he is!" Purple Shirt Youth points to Ling Han way, "it is he beat us."
The young man in blue nodded.
Ling Han is surprised, this world is too small, unexpectedly let him run into these two people.
What's more, they didn't come here at random, but like him, they came for the big tree.
The young man in white looked at Ling Han, showing a touch of arrogant color, light way: "break your hands, and then get out!"
"Thank you to the little Lord Purple Shirt Youth immediately toward Ling han to drink a way.
"Yes, it's rare for me to be so kind." Said the young man in blue.
Ling Han shook his head: "it's too difficult to cut off your hands. Why don't you give me a performance first?"
"Ha ha, the mouth is really quick." The young man in white shook his head, "but it's a dead end for you."
Hearing this, the two young people in purple clothes were both happy.
Less active anger, that Ling Han will die.
Naturally, they know what kind of strength their young master is.
-- the Taoist priest of Qinghua holy land, luohuatang, the leader of every hall!
Ling Han smiles and doesn't speak.
"Well, it's stubborn." Luohuatang just moved under his feet, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Han. He pointed out and pressed to Ling Han's forehead.
This finger, golden light all over the sky.
Poof, a point, blood spatter.
However, Luo Huatang frowned and immediately shook his head. His eyes were clear, but he could not see a trace of blood.
Fantasy.
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