The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 225
Ao Yang Ming looked at Ling Han with a faint smile at the corner of his lips and said, "Ling Han, shouldn't you return the ancient records I lent you earlier?"
A lent?
Ling Han smiled as well, and asked somewhat surprised, "Lenten Time? Big Brother Yang Ming, could it be that you forgot that this is the price to save you? And, didn't you just call me Young Master Han here and there? Now that you directly called me by name, weren't you too quick to change your attitude?
Some things were unspoken rules that everyone secretly knew about, but it could not be laid out on the table, like when Yang Ming pretended to be a subordinate because he was less powerful. If he still acted like a great young master, then it was guaranteed that he would be killed in a split second.
… Oh, you said you were a direct disciple of the Winter Moon Sect? Show me the evidence.
Not to mention the ability to produce evidence, even if it was possible, since he offended a disciple of the Moon Winter Sect, why not just kill him instead of inviting trouble?
Therefore, Ao Yang Ming acted humbly, and everyone understood why; however, Ling Han opened it in public, not giving it face.
Ao Yang Ming's face suddenly had a hint of fog; the old man known as Uncle Fu was burning with killing spirit, taking steps to say, "Young man, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, what nonsense are you saying? Speak recklessly and offend the young master of my family again, and I will definitely spill your blood all over ! "
"Hehe!" Ao Yang Ming gently stopped Uncle Fu, and said, "Uncle Fu, Ling Han walks with me. He can talk nonsense, but I can't forget our old friendship."
"Yes, Young Master is generous. This old servant greatly admires you!" Uncle Fu said with a bow, looking like a slave.
This old man was an Ocean Spiritual Tier cultivator. In this small world, he was one of the top-notch cultivators, and as long as they bared their identity as the Winter Moon Sect, even Tier Pedestal Tier cultivators needed to give some face.
Qi Yong Ye and the others frowned. This old man was completely subject to Ao Yang Ming, and if Ao Yang Ming was determined to oppose Ling Han, then the situation would be far from good. This Ao Yang Ming is truly shameless. Clearly, Ling Han saved her; forget it if she was ungrateful, but she went as far as directing her muzzle to Ling Han!
Don't burn the bridge after crossing it.
Ao Yang Ming looked again at Ling Han, and said indifferently, "Ling Han, hand over the ancient records and we are still friends, otherwise.." He did not continue, "Ling Han, leave the ancient records and we are still friends, but Uncle Fu showed a very fierce look, displaying it very clearly. His dog-slave appearance.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "When you have a problem, you call me young master Han, and when you don't, you call me Ling Han. Can you be a chameleon? Ao Yang Ming, since when are you my friend? Do you fit in? "
Ao Yang Ming's expression changed abruptly, and Uncle Fu stepped forward again, ready to attack, but Ao Yang Ming reached out and stopped him. The expression of this young man was cold as water as he looked towards Qi Yong Ye and the others, and said, "Everyone, you all have seen Ling Han's arrogance. Do you still want to walk down a shady road? This young master will give you all the opportunity to sever your connection with Ling Han, and stand behind this young master. Otherwise ... You will become the enemy of the Winter Moon Sect! "
Those are pretty big words — enemies Winter Moon Sect? Even those who controlled the eight great families would feel a chill in their hearts, let alone Qi Yong Ye and this junior. It was a super power with the Spiritual Baby cultivators, and those who sent out random Blooming Flowers could create a huge disturbance for the Rain Country.
Although Ao Yang Ming could not truly represent the Winter Moon Sect and move the Blooming Flower Level cultivator, Uncle Fu, who was standing behind him, could single-handedly suppress all of them.
Moreover, Ao Yang Ming could attack completely uncontrollably, yet did Qi Yong Ye and the others dare to injure him? If Ao Yang Ming did not reveal his identity, then killing him would not mean anything – no one would know, nor have to worry about the revenge of the Winter Moon Sect. But how many people are in the great hall now?
Especially with the Fire Nation martial artists, they would be very happy to see the Rain Country people and the Winter Moon Sect get involved in the conflict, and better yet, attracting the elders of the Moon Sect Sect, sweeping through the Rain Country with one hand.
Only able to do a beating and have no way to avenge — how would someone go to war like that?
Qi Yong Ye and the others hesitated, but Jin Wu Ji was the first to stand by Ling Han's side, his expression firm.
Only with Ling Han's incredible help could he meet Jiang Fei Yan — if he betrayed Ling Han now, would he still be called a man?
Can Ye walked over with an emotionless expression. He respected his words; the promise was like the weight of a mountain. Since he had agreed to become Ling Han's best friend, before he could kill Ling Han with a single slash, he had never betrayed Ling Han.
With the two as an example, Qi Yong Ye and the others were naturally affected; given that they all had great social status, Ao Yang Ming would not be so rampant as to kill them all, either, wasn't he?
With that thought in mind, they all stood beside Ling Han, paying no heed to Ao Yang Ming.
Watching one after another walk to Ling Han's side, Ao Yang Ming's expression fell, and his eyes seemed to be spouting flames.
Were these people blind, rejecting the direct disciples of the Winter Moon Sect instead of clinging to Ling Han? Although Ling Han was certainly a bit strange, possessing strong battle power, he was still a Tier Element Gathering martial artist when all was said and done.
"Good good good!" Ao Yang Ming planned to disappoint Ling Han by making him feel betrayed, thinking Ling Han would lose himself, and in this way, Liu Yu Tong's positive feelings about Ling Han would definitely fall.
But now, the one who was humiliated was even him.
How can he be emotionally resilient?
"Ling Han, you're not going to give up mine, are you?" he said threateningly with a murderous aura like a sword.
"Wrong, that's the money you used to buy your life. Want me to hand it over? All right, but trade it for your life!" Ling Han said indifferently. As a former Heaven Tier cultivator, the pride and unyieldingness in his bones was harder than anyone else. Moreover, Ao Yang Ming was also a Winter Sect disciple who could become Ao Feng's son, so he had more reasons to be disrespectful.
"How dare you!" Uncle Fu immediately shouted furiously in his eyes, filled with a murderous aura.
This time, Ao Yang Ming did not stop him and instead placed his hands behind him, looking extremely majestic.
Uncle Fu understood, and approached Ling Han slowly step by step; his murderous aura grew fiercer and fiercer. He deliberately tried to give Ling Han a huge pressure, trying to make this junior fall under pressure.
Qi Yong Ye subconsciously took a few steps back. Even though they were on Ling Han's side, their relationship was not so good as to go against an Ocean Spiritual Tier cultivator; it was simply suicide.
Ling Han also had no such intention. He had already prepared the Swift Cloud Amulet, and at the crucial moment, he was ready to endure and run.
"Ah ..." Just when things were about to light up, a tragic scream came from below. A dark shadow swept through the crowd, peng, peng, peng, the people nearby were shaken like straws, limbs and blood splattered everywhere.
Rong Huan Xuan's figure appeared. He was still dragging three bronze coffins, but the three corpse soldiers had already come out and committed murder!