Saint Blood Slaughtering the Heaven/C142 There's Someone You like
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C142 There's Someone You like

"You... what the hell do you know? I'm doing this for your own good."

Lyi Hentian was furious. Duanmu Kuang's behavior was like a sarcastic remark. He couldn't accept it anymore. He became flustered and exasperated as he roared, "That girl obviously has her eyes on you. According to the current situation... Push her down and eat her! "

In his opinion, men should be like this. It was only a fool not to eat beauties that were delivered to their doorstep. He had only reminded Duanmu Kuang a few times, but he had been treated like this in the end. It was really infuriating.

"Pushed... ate?" Duanmu Kuang was dumbfounded. This old man was too much of a beast. He actually said such words and said it so righteously. Where did his courage come from?

One should know that Chen Ling was the eldest daughter of a yellow flower, and the women of the continent paid attention to chastity. If he really ate her, then the consequences would definitely be worrying. Even if he used his toes, he could imagine that he would definitely be pestered endlessly by Chen Ling in the future. This consequence was too serious, he could not bear it.

Furthermore, he was not interested in Chen Ling and had no such thoughts. Furthermore, he was a loyal person. After having Zhong Lingyan, I can't hold another woman in my heart. This was the reason why he ran out of the cave like he was running away. He was afraid that if he stayed alone with Chen Ling, there would be more misunderstandings.

Lyi Hentian was conflicted. Was there something wrong with this kid's brain? He actually wanted to escape from such a good thing. He was not a man at all. He was simply an insult to the sect. How could a disciple of the Blood Highness be so cowardly?

"Yes... I ate it!" Lyi Hentian looked at Duanmu Kuang as if he was looking at an idiot and responded. With a resolute tone, he said, "Women are like cultivation resources. When it's time to fight for it, they will fight for it. Besides, it was sent to my doorstep. Of course, I have to get rid of her. I might restrict you for other things, but for women... I... I will not stop you. Look at all the strong men in the world, which one of them doesn't have a bunch of women by their side? This is a world where martial arts are respected. Morals and whatnot can be put aside for now. We'll talk about it after we get our hands on it. Furthermore, don't forget that you are my - - - disciple of the Blood Venerable. Even more so, if you have the ability, all the women in the world... You can be your woman!"

Duanmu Kuang was dumbfounded, and he completely fell into a state of speechlessness. Wasn't this old man too good at talking nonsense? Who asked him to stop him? It seemed like he had always been the one talking to himself, alright?

Furthermore, that damned old man was really shameless. What did he mean by "as long as you have the ability, all the women in the world can be your women?" Looking at his words, it was simply vulgar to the extreme. It could no longer be described with words, making people want to beat him up when they heard it.

Duanmu Kuang was stunned and did not speak for a long time. He found it hard to accept such a view.

However, Lyi Hentian had a serious look on his face. His expression was as solemn as it could be. It was as if all of this was natural. He seriously warned him to attack when it was time to attack. This way, he would be a man of character.

"That... Old man, let's talk about the treasure hunt. Didn't you say that there was a divine object left behind in this cave?" Duanmu Kuang was in a dilemma. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. His face was almost red from suffocation.

This old man's nonsense had already exceeded the limit. He was simply worse than a beast. No one knew how far he would go next. He was afraid that if he continued listening to Lyi Hentian's words, he wouldn't be able to hold back his urge to kill his master. He quickly changed the topic.

"Don't interrupt me. I haven't finished my words yet." Lyi Hentian was dissatisfied. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Kid, this is all you have. Can't you do something that makes me look at you from the side? He took care of that girl. I can't believe you're afraid of a woman like this. In the future, when you're up there... Don't say that you're my disciple, I can't afford to lose that person."

Duanmu Kuang was silent. He really felt speechless. The disagreement between him and this old man was too great. There was no way for them to communicate normally.

"Old man, I have someone I like. Can we not talk about this problem?" Lyi Hentian was too wretched. He was completely defeated. He bit the bullet and said.

"What?" Lyi Hentian widened his eyes and stared at Duanmu Kuang as if he had found a new continent. His eyes were fixed on Duanmu Kuang as he asked, "What did you just say? You said... you have a girl you like?"

"En..." Being looked at like this made Duanmu Kuang feel very awkward. However, he still nodded and replied with a firm tone, "I can't possibly like other girls. Old man, don't tease me. I only like her."

When Lyi Hentian heard this, he suddenly came to a realization. Why did this You little brat act like this? It turns out that he had that "her" in his heart. The men and women in his first love were not all like this, silly and foolish!

At the same time, he felt a little awkward. It had been a few months since they last saw each other. Disciple. He had already taken a girl, but as his master, he still didn't know that his master was... Cough cough.

Furthermore, looking at this little fellow's bashful appearance, he didn't know how far it had developed. Perhaps he had already gotten used to it and reached that stage.

"Cough, cough... You little brat, let me ask you this. That girl, where is she from? What's her name? How old was she? Was he beautiful? How was his temperament? How was her foundation in martial arts? Have I seen her before?" Lyi Hentian's interest was piqued. He broke the claypot and asked.

Duanmu Kuang's head was full of black lines. His eyebrows were almost knitted together, and the muscles on his face were trembling.

Although he had expected to be questioned, this old man suddenly had so many questions. How could he answer them?

"You little brat, I'm warning you. If the girl you mentioned doesn't meet the requirements, I won't agree to it."

Finally, Lyi Hentian said with a warning tone, "If her temperament isn't good enough, she might as well choose the girl in the cave. At the very least, I can see that she's more obedient, and she can be considered good in all aspects. She is just so-so. As a man, you should find such a woman. When you grow up... It was not too late to think about finding other women. It's just that I wonder how your woman is doing? "

After saying that, Lyi Hentian remained calm, as if he was listening attentively.

Martial artists were very particular about respecting their teachers. There was a saying that "one day as a teacher, one lifetime as a father." Duanmu Kuang's entire family had been wiped out, and there were no longer any elders. Lyi Hentian was like his father, and he had a lot of right to speak about this matter.

"Her name is Zhong Lingyan..." Duanmu Kuang did not dare to be neglectful. He was really afraid that the old man would go crazy and beat up the couple, so he helplessly told them everything about Zhong Lingyan.

Among them, it also included how Zhong Lingyan pitied him and brought him back to the Five Mountain Sect. After that, how did she care about him? After he and Lee Cheng suffered heavy injuries, how did Zhong Lingyan withstand the heavy pressure and placed him in her own room? She took care of him for five days and five nights.

Duanmu Kuang exaggerated these two points a few times, hoping to give Zhong Lingyan a good impression in Lyi Hentian's heart.

Otherwise, as long as Lyi Hentian said no, if he wanted to be with Zhong Lingyan, he would have to bear the name of a traitorous disciple.

Lyi Hentian stroked his long beard, sometimes speaking softly, sometimes nodding, listening carefully to Duanmu Kuang's narration. It was enough to satisfy his desire to be an elder.

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