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Zhong Ming was silent. He quietly watched the distance between Xuan Hao and himself as well as Xuan Hao's slow actions.0

Zhong Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at Xuan Hao. He faintly said two words, which sounded very plain and short, but if you listened carefully, you would feel a different kind of emotion.

He only knew that he needed to rest, and his entire body was currently aching. That kind of pain was a pain that could not be described with words, a pain that could not be alleviated, a pain that was as annoying as the maggots in his bones.

Xuan Hao now felt that he was a little incomplete. He was in so much pain that his entire body seemed to be twisted by someone.

Zhong Ming slowly looked at Xuan Hao. Xuan Hao slowly moved his arm and very casually placed it next to his body. The pair of captivating blood-red eyes then slowly opened. Those long, thin eyelashes slowly moved upwards, drawing a long arc that would cause one's heart to tremble. When he raised his blood-red eyes, he did not immediately look above him.

He felt that his eyes now, when he woke up or when he opened them again after training, were like Medusa's eyes. Whoever looked directly into Xuan Hao's eyes would definitely be influenced by him to plant a demon in his heart, and eventually fall to the point where their cultivation dissipated, their talent would be lost, and they would become as lifeless as a zombie. What's more, not to mention the fact that one's cultivation base had dissipated, one's cultivation going berserk or even exploding their body was highly likely to die.

Xuan Hao's consciousness had already recovered when the little yellow spirit came into contact with him and wanted to slap him. However, the recovery of his consciousness was not enough to sustain Xuan Hao's control over his body, which was now on the verge of falling apart. Thus, a scene that occurred a moment later, the two of them stared at each other across their arms and focused their eyes on each other. The fierce palm strike was about to land on Xuan Hao's handsome face, but he raised his arm and forcefully changed the direction of Huang Ling's attack.

Huang Ling looked at the person who blocked her arm with a look of shock.

Huang Ling was curious. He resentfully withdrew the pair of petite hands that he had patted Xuan Hao's arm, and placed them neatly next to his pants. He looked like a well-disciplined, well-bred little cutie.

Zhong Ming didn't make a sound. He watched the two children's slow movements without saying a word and didn't want to stop them.

Huang Ling stood in the middle of Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao, blocking Zhong Ming's sitting figure. She didn't seem to have any sense of urgency or that she had blocked him. She was so excited that she pretended to be obedient in an attempt to pass the test.

He wanted to cure Little Yellow Spirit, this little yellow Spirit Rat that wanted to attack him at any time. It wanted to hit him at any moment, and it even thought of him as an extremely retarded fool who only knew how to search for treasures. However, every time he saw the little yellow Spirit Rat using the eyes of the mischievous little girl to stare at him, looking completely innocent and pitiful, he would always soften his heart. Even though he knew that this little thing really needed to be treated properly, he didn't take this matter to heart. But now, this was the second time that Little Yellow had used its own palm to slap Xuan Hao's face. Even though Xuan Hao looked calm on the surface, his heart was actually already churning non-stop. If there was a real body scene, then he would definitely see Xuan Hao's little person rolling his eyes nonstop.

But now, Xuan Hao knew that Zhong Ming was definitely here. Otherwise, Huang Ling wouldn't have been able to come up with such a conclusion and he wouldn't dare to act rashly. Zhong Ming had to forcefully suppress his emotions and bear the pain that he was physically and mentally exhausted, as well as the urge to punish Huang Ling. Zhong Ming kept thinking, finding a reason, finding a theoretical basis, and he decided that in the future, he would definitely let little Huang Ling get rid of this bad habit of his.

Not everyone was like him, allowing Huang Ling to face the heavens and face the earth. Even though Huang Ling had not reached that level yet and even though he and Zhong Ming were behind her, Xuan Hao felt that he must think of a way to get Huang Ling to change this fan's habit just in case, in order to protect his body and mind from being ruined by Little Yellow.

Thus, somewhere unknown to Zhong Ming, Huang Ling received Xuan Hao's threatening gaze. That eyes of his didn't look like Xuan Hao in front of Zhong Ming at all. Instead, he looked like Zhong Ming had just met him a long time ago. There was a hint of fierceness in him.

In fact, Xuan Hao had slightly restrained his aura. However, in the end, he hadn't been able to determine a good speed. This time, a single glance from him was enough to cause Little Yellow to panic. Although Huang Ling trusted him a lot, in her opinion, Xuan Hao was definitely an existence even more ferocious than wild beasts. He was someone she didn't dare to provoke. He couldn't help but suspect all kinds of things from before. He chose to appear gentle and gentle in front of Zhong Ming, or perhaps it couldn't be called gentle and gentle, but he definitely wouldn't show such an expression.

Xuan Hao's current appearance instantly cast a shadow in the little yellow man's heart. Little Huang Ling's fear of Xuan Hao was only second to Zhong Ming.

Wang Ling obediently moved to the side after being glared at by Zhong Ming. Xuan Hao waited until the mana in society had completely returned to his eyes and was deeply restrained within them before he dared to look at Huang Ling. In fact, he even glared at him. Xuan Hao raised his head and slowly swept his gaze upward after he had dealt with Huang Ling.

In the air, Zhong Ming and Xuan Hao's line of sight suddenly met. The two of them did not say anything, just silently looking at each other for a while.

Xuan Hao didn't know why his master was looking at him like this. It was out of politeness and confidence that he should be able to make eye contact with him. This was an education that he had cultivated since he was young.

However, the rebranding was not the same. It proved that there was a certain purpose to the rebranding. She just wanted to have a look. In such a short period of time, she thought about the significant changes that had taken place in you. He didn't know how Xuan Hao had passed the time that he hadn't personally witnessed the time that he had thought of.

However, Zhong Ming didn't manage to figure it out even after staring for a long while. He looked at Xuan Hao who was lying on the ground and staring at him. He chuckled and said, "You're awake?"

The voice was deep and sweet, like a pure and mellow cello. It was extremely pleasant to hear.

Xuan Hao felt a bit better after taking such a long time to recover. With great difficulty, he pulled at his lips, revealing a set of canine teeth. His voice was a little hoarse, but it still carried the clear tone of a young man. With that, he violently coughed, this cough made him look a bit sinister, as if he was someone who was about to pass away from an emergency. His face immediately darkened, his lips instantly losing their captivating redness, leaving only a pale face.

Zhong Ming looked at Xuan Hao. Although he didn't have the heart to do it, he had chosen the path himself. He had to finish walking by himself. Therefore, he got up on his long legs, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and slowly propped himself up on the wall.

The walls of this tower seemed extremely ancient. The inside of the tower was actually a wall that was made of old, unabsorbing mortal stones that had been branded bit by bit. Although the technology was very good, it was not that powerful for cultivators. Proof suddenly wanted to slowly stand up, play while not choosing a seat. On the way, he suddenly got up with the intention of learning something, that was, he raised his foot to kick the body, which was now calmly lying on the ground with long legs and extremely good notes on it, other people always felt that he had moved the top of his head away from the body.

After learning well, he didn't know that his master loved him too much. Such a great pleasure. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at his master. He felt like laughing as he watched someone jokingly tease him about the world. After that, he chose to be finished with the front side and finally finished with the markings. Recovering his strength, he slowly propped himself up, used his elbows to eat the two long legs on his upper body, and then laid them on the ground. Like an infant, Xuan Hao moved very slowly.

Seeing Xuan Hao finally stand up, Zhong Ming knew Xuan Hao was fine. Zhong Ming had previously examined Xuan Hao with his Spiritual Sense, but her body didn't have any internal injuries, so it didn't mean that the two of them might have encountered the Spiritual Attack of the Forbidden Sky Network at the same time. Although he didn't know which supreme expert had discovered the mechanism behind the Forbidden Sky Network, Xuan Hao and he had been completely tricked by it. It had to be said that these people were truly outstanding. They could think of it in embarrassment, and could use the Sky Forbidden Network's spiritual attack effect. Just by this point, the desktop could believe that the person who made this Sky Clear Net was a world-class civilization expert. The city seemed to have become like this hundreds of years ago. In any case, since he came here, there was no living being here, so he had no way of finding out if that expert was still alive in this world. This expert of mine already exists in the Psionic Imperial Realm.

While he was daydreaming, Zhong Ming's time would always slow down. He stopped thinking about how he was going out and shifted his gaze to the inside of the tower. The two of them groped their way through the dark building. Although it was not so dark that it could not be seen, it was still about the same.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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