C29 Heart of Slaughter

As night fell, because of the elimination round, the Dongfang family lost almost a thousand people, and became a lot more lonely. At this moment, in Han Bing's room, there was a beautiful and cute girl lying on the bed, while Han Bing sat cross-legged on a cushion not far from the bed. This praying mat was originally in the training room, Han Bing took it out and put it on the bed to cultivate, afraid that Luo Ling would wake up and run away.

Anyways, Han Bing had already decided to deal with this matter at the end, so she followed Luo Ling closely. Of course, other than going to the toilet and taking a bath, she couldn't let Shaohua and her have any time alone.

As the Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art continued to circulate, Han Bing could increasingly feel the wonders of the Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art . This allowed him to already have strength comparable to a Qi Condensation cultivator at the seventh level of the Refinement Realm. Thus, regardless of whether his body formed Spiritual Energy or Yuan Power after reaching the Qi Condensation stage, even if he was unable to form any power, Han Bing could still rely on this Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art to become a Martial Saint, such as his fleshly body becoming a Saint. Furthermore, he possessed another advantage, and that was his world spirit power. With both the identity of a Spiritual Master and a Martial Saint, they would be able to find a place in the Sky Dragon Continent.

Sometimes, Han Bing would even think: If one day I awaken and discover that my life's dragon soul has awakened, wouldn't that be even more praiseworthy? Of course, this was just a thought, Han Bing had long since adapted to it after not awakening for more than ten years. But having dreams is also good.

"Uh, my neck hurts!" Han Bing was in the middle of cultivating, and when he heard Luo Ling wake up, he immediately stopped the "Heavenly Dragon Body Refinement Art" and went up to her.

"How was it, Ling Ling? Did you sleep well?" Han Bing asked in concern. Of course he knew Luo Ling wasn't feeling well. Being hit on the neck by Dongfang Lie, no matter how good his grip was, it would still hurt.

"I don't feel well. My neck hurts." Luo Ling said coquettishly. However, as if he suddenly thought of something, he sat up and said, "Why am I sleeping on your bed? Big brother Shaohua knew he would be angry. Right, where's big brother Shaohua? Where did he go? I remember he was injured by a fierce uncle.

"Big brother Shaohua, big brother Shaohua … I know your big brother Shaohua." Han Bing said snappily, "Little Ling, I didn't expect you to be so unconcerned with good friends when you have a boyfriend, sigh ~"

"Ah?" Han Bing, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry now? Didn't you say that you won't be angry at me? " Luo Ling seemed to be puzzled by Han Bing's reaction. "No matter what, please tell me how is big brother Shaohua? I remember he's heavily injured, I need to go and see him." Luo Ling appeared to be very anxious. She hurriedly got out of bed and was about to go out.

Seeing Luo Ling's actions, Han Bing immediately rushed over and pressed her hands on Luo Ling's shoulders, allowing her to lie quietly on the bed. He said, "There's no need to go out. He's been brought back to the inner sect. You can't go now." Furthermore, because he had committed too many sins, the Dongfang family decided to whip him for two hours a day and put him in confinement for more than a month. But you don't have to worry, that whip is just an ordinary weapon, about the same as the Cyan Rainbow Sword. With big brother Shaohua's physique, he would at most be half dead, and wouldn't be in any danger of death. " Of course, that wasn't true, Han Bing had only made it up to deceive Luo Ling.

However, Luo Ling believed this to be true. Her small face gradually turned pale, and tears began to appear in the corners of her eyes. The Dongfang family is so cruel, big brother Shaohua, you're so miserable. " Luo Ling said while crying.

"My condolences. Since it's like this, then don't hang yourself on this tree. Where in the world is there no grass? There's no need to fall in love with a single Shaohua." Han Bing felt like a trafficker, but for Luo Ling, Han Bing wouldn't even frown, much less become one.

"No, even if he really is paralyzed, I will take care of him for the rest of my life." Luo Ling insisted, "Han Bing, you are my best friend, I know you will support me, right? Even though big brother Shaohua was a little impulsive today to wrongly accuse you, but he didn't do it on purpose. No matter who it was, if his closest younger brother died, they would lose their rationality. I apologize for him. I don't want you two to be at odds. " Luo Ling's eyes were filled with tears and sincerity. Seeing a little beauty begging him, if it was anyone else, they would have agreed without hesitation. But this time, Han Bing didn't agree.

"I was wondering what kind of bewitching soup that Shaohua fed you to make you be so devoted to him." Han Bing asked, "And I don't need your apology because he didn't wrongly accuse me. His brother Shao Liang was killed by me. He died from Ice and Dust Fist, you should recognize him, right?"

Luo Ling couldn't believe it. She didn't expect the seemingly harmless Han Bing to use such a cruel method to kill someone, and it was even to kill her future brother-in-law. "You, why did you kill him? Because of me and big brother Shaohua?" Luo Ling shouted crazily.

"Hur hur, why?" Han Bing didn't continue talking. The only response he got from Luo Ling was one of Han Bing's actions. The act of undressing.

Seeing Han Bing begin to take off her clothes, Luo Ling couldn't help but feel a little flustered. With a shaky voice, she said, "No, Han Bing, don't lose your mind, we have something to talk about." However, she misunderstood. After Han Bing took off his jacket, he did not continue. Instead, he revealed the inner armor he was wearing — — Silver Plume Armor.

"Did you see that?" Han Bing asked.

Seeing that Han Bing did not want to do what she had imagined, Luo Ling breathed a sigh of relief. However, when she saw the Silver Plume Armor on Han Bing's body, she asked, "This is the Silver Plume Armor, how did you obtain it?" When Luo Ling saw the Silvery Armor, she was shocked. There were too many things that had surprised her today.

"Don't worry about how I obtained it. What I want to tell you is, if I wasn't wearing this Silver Plume Armor, the corpse that would have come out of the black tunnel today wouldn't be Shao Liang but me." Han Bing said indifferently.

"What's going on? "Why do you say that?" Luo Ling asked in puzzlement.

Han Bing told Luo Ling everything that happened in the black tunnel. Of course, the part where he was a Spiritual Master was covered up, so he could only say that he could clearly see in the black tunnel because of the Sky Dragon Body Refinement Art . Han Bing even took out the spoils of war he had seized from Shao Liang — the Shadow Bearing Sword.

"Is this true? I'm a bit confused. Big brother Shaohua doesn't seem like a bad guy, how could he order his little brother to do such a thing? Luo Ling said, "Let's go to the inner clan now to find big brother Shaohua and ask him, how about it?" "It was obvious that Luo Ling really didn't want Han Bing and Shaohua to have a feud, but that was inevitable.

"If you think it's my fault, you can go and report me as a murderer. "" I don't know. Han Bing said, "Also, Shaohua might just be a use to you, treating you as a chess piece, a chess piece that would disturb my mind." Although this sentence was a little too straightforward, it was better to have a long pain than a short one. It made Luo Ling sad for a while, and after the storm, the sky cleared up.

As expected, hearing these words, it was as if Luo Ling was struck by lightning and instantly became dazed. Immediately after, he roared at Han Bing with tears flowing from his eyes, "You're lying, big brother Shaohua wouldn't do this to me, he wouldn't treat me like a chess piece, he's also not as bad as you think." It's you who are too narrow-minded and wronged. You murderer, I have misjudged you. "Wuu wuu."

Although Han Bing had long expected that Luo Ling would hate him for doing this, it was hard for her to accept it when she really came. Yes, he was expelled from his family, abandoned by his guards, and left alone in a strange little city. "Finally, a friend hated himself for being so nosy." "Haha, I am narrow-minded, I wronged the good, I am a murderer." Han Bing actually laughed, but hearing that laughter made his hair stand on end.

Although he was smiling, Han Bing's heart was filled with anger and helplessness. He didn't expect that Luo Ling's words would become the fuse that would ignite all the pent-up emotions in his heart. That's right, Han Bing was just a thirteen year old child, and had endured too much. The sky seemed to have collapsed, and this was the only feeling Han Bing felt right now. Apart from this, Han Bing actually also had another desire, and that was to kill. Han Bing couldn't help but ask the heavens in his heart: Why was he born in the Dragon race without a dragon soul? Why did he have to act like a genius before giving himself a useless body? Why, why did everyone abandon him?

All the resentment erupted on Han Bing's body. Even Han Bing herself did not expect to be angered instead of persuading Luo Ling. Moreover, this was not a normal fury, but the Samadhi True Fire.

Han Bing rushed out of the room, dashing into the dark night. What he wanted to do now was not to charge into the inner clan or kill Shaohua, but go to the pagoda outside of the Dongfang family to hunt for demon beasts. He needed to vent, fight, and become stronger. He believed that everything about him now stemmed from his own weakness and incompetence. If he had an earth-shattering ability and the domineering aura of a ruler, like the primordial supreme holy dragon from the ancient times, to look down on everything with the attitude of a king, then all the difficulties and helplessness he currently faced would be easily solved.

In the huge room, only Luo Ling, whose face was full of tears after her anger, watched Han Bing's leaving figure and felt a sense of desolation. Deep remorse arose in her heart.

At this moment, Han Bing forgot everything else in his heart, and only kept getting closer and closer to the Demon Hunt Squad. His eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was exposed.

The Demon Hunting Tower still looked simple and heavy in the dark night, but the old man was like a night watchman who was hard at work, waiting to be tested.

"It's you again. What, you don't have enough achievement points left?" The old man recognized Han Bing and asked.

Han Bing didn't answer, but directly handed his identity jade token to the old man. Without showing any expression, he said, "Demon Hunt Squad's third floor. Can I stay here for a few days with my remaining contribution points?"

"Third level?" "Are you crazy? The third floor is full of body refining eighth level and body refining ninth level demon beasts. With your body refining seventh level cultivation, isn't that enough to make the demon beasts sacrifice themselves?" This time, the old man clearly spoke more than last time.

"Yes, that's right. I'm just crazy. If you let me go up, then your merit points will be deducted as you wish." Han Bing said coldly.

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, the elder did not try to persuade anymore, "The Demon Hunt Squad needs 15 contribution points a day. You still have 57 contribution points left, so you can stay for 3 days." The old man's tone returned to normal.

"Then stay for three days." After Han Bing said this, he felt his vision blur. It was the same as last time, when he opened his eyes again, the scene changed, but this time it was not a forest, but a desert.

The journey of slaughter would now begin.