"What are you doing?" The young man who suggested beating him also turned around and looked at Ling Han. He was wearing a purple gown and had a proud look on his face.
"You said you wanted to beat me up?" Ling Han said with a full smile.
In the past few days, he has been chased by Feng Miaoling and Wenren Liangping. Although they were all near misses, does he have any temper in his heart?
"Hey, you actually heard it?" The young man in purple shirt was a little surprised, and he deliberately lowered his voice, but it didn't matter, so what if he heard it?
"So what?" he asked, with a hint of disdain on his face.
Ling Han spread his hands: "It just so happens that I've been in a bad mood these past few days, so I just want to give you a good beating to relieve my mood."
"Ha, hahaha!" The young man in purple shirt laughed loudly, it was so funny.
"What a self-aware guy!" He put away his smile and spoke in an indifferent tone.
Another person, wearing a green shirt, couldn't help showing an impatient look and said: "You should be lucky, we don't want to waste time on you. But you insist on asking for trouble, hehe, even I feel that now
You really deserve a beating."
"Stop nagging him and beat him up!" The young man in purple shirt strode out and pressed towards Ling Han.
Ling Han put his hands behind his back, seemingly not paying attention to the other party at all.
"Where do you get your confidence from?" The young man in purple shirt showed an angry look. This guy actually dared to despise himself so much.
Beat him, beat him to death!
He suddenly accelerated and slapped Ling Han with his palm.
His companion did not help, but just watched with cold eyes, because he believed that his companion was strong enough to suppress Ling Han alone.
Snap, a figure flew past at lightning speed and hit the big tree behind heavily.
However, the tree did not break, but the man fell back heavily and fell into a big Z-shaped shape.
The smile on the young man's face suddenly stopped because the person who was knocked out was not Ling Han, but his companion.
How is it possible?
Let alone how Ling Han could win, even if his companions met their opponents, they shouldn't be defeated in one move.
"Come on, it's your turn." Ling Han waved to the young man in green shirt.
The young man immediately showed an embarrassed smile and hurriedly waved his hand: "Fellow Taoist, we don't know each other until we fight. We were reckless just now. Please forgive me."
"oops!"
He screamed because Ling Han had already punched him and held him down until he was beaten.
After the beating, Ling Han stopped and said with a smile: "I was impulsive, please forgive me."
Now, he finally felt refreshed.
This is also because he just wants to vent his anger, otherwise if he punches him, the opponent will be smashed into pulp.
The young man in green shirt is about to cry. Since you know that you are impulsive, why don't you control it well and say it only after the beating? Isn't this intentional to hurt others?
But what can he say?
Wasn't it satisfying enough to be beaten just now? Do you want to do it again?
Ling Han waved his hand and walked away.
After Ling Han left, the young man in green shirt quickly helped his companion up and shook him vigorously a few times to wake him up.
Fortunately, Ling Han didn't do anything harsh.
"It hurts, it hurts!" As soon as the young man in purple shirt woke up, he cried out in pain, feeling like every bone in his body was broken.
"Let's go, let's go find the young master immediately."
The anger on his face was so abominable that he even dared to beat him. Don’t you know that beating a dog depends on its owner?
The young man in green shirt also nodded. He was also beaten, so how could he be willing to do so?
Ling Han was in a happy mood. He walked left and right. After a long time, when he took a step out, the forest was already behind him.
He came out.
"The exit is easy to find, but that big tree." Ling Han looked back, and the big tree clearly appeared in his field of vision again, obviously much taller, like standing out from the crowd.
"Look again."
Ling Han did not leave, but entered the forest again and continued to look for the big tree.
He walked over and over again and captured the changes in the forest, looking for patterns and finding the passage leading to the big tree in the middle.
This time it was difficult. After a full month, Ling Han finally found the pattern among the ever-changing changes.
He immediately accelerated and headed towards the goal.
His speed was very fast, but he did not go directly to the big tree, but kept making detours because this was the only route that could lead to the big tree.
Haste makes waste, and if you want to reach your goal, you can only go in circles and take a long way.
After a short while, he showed a smile. As long as he walked through the bushes in front, he would be able to reach the big tree.
Fairy fruit, here I come.
Ling Han was looking forward to it. It took such a difficult time to come here, so the fairy fruit he obtained must be extremely precious.
Is the Nine Transformations close at hand?
Um?
He was stunned when he heard footsteps coming from behind. There were... three people in total!
Ling Han turned around suddenly, and at this moment, three people emerged from the bushes.
When they saw Ling Han, all three of them looked surprised. They didn't expect that someone would get ahead of them. But a moment later, two people immediately showed expressions of joy and anger.
Why?
It's very simple. These two people are the two guys in Qingshan and Zishan who were beaten by Ling Han before.
However, they are now all following a young man in white, with their hands hanging down, looking extremely respectful.
"Young Master, that's him!" The young man in purple shirt pointed at Ling Han and said, "He was the one who beat us."
The young man in green shirt nodded.
Ling Han was surprised, the world was too small, and he actually bumped into these two people again.
Moreover, they obviously did not come here randomly, but just like him, they came here for the big tree.
The young man in white looked at Ling Han with a hint of arrogance and said lightly: "Cut off your hands and get out!"
"Hurry up and thank the young master!" The young man in purple shirt immediately shouted to Ling Han.
"Yes, it's rare for the young master to be so merciful!" the young man in blue shirt also said.
Ling Han shook his head: "It's too difficult to cut off your own hands. Why don't you perform it for me first?"
"Haha, you are really good at talking." The young man in white shook his head, "However, this also paved the way for your own death."
Hearing this, the two young men in purple shirts both looked happy.
If the young master gets angry, then Ling Han will be dead.
They naturally know the strength of their young master.
The Taoist disciple of the Qinghua Holy Land, Luo Huatang, is a powerful leader at the leader level!
Ling Han smiled but said nothing.
"Humph, you are really stubborn." Luo Huatang just moved his feet and appeared in front of Ling Han in an instant. He pointed out and pressed Ling Han's forehead.
With this finger, golden light filled the sky.
Poof, I pointed it and blood splattered.
Luo Huatang frowned and immediately shook his head. His eyes were clear, but there was no trace of blood.