Chapter 91 Ye Changchun Gong

Han Tianming saw her suddenly silent and lost, so he turned around and looked outside.

It turned out that the cellar itself was in the belly of the mountain, and its height was almost the same as the flat ground.

The tunnel opened by Han Tianming was directly connected to the entrance of the cellar. At this moment, looking out from the cellar, it was the scene of corpses everywhere and the horrible scene.

He quickly reached out to cover Ye Qingling's eyes, but the little girl moved his hand away. His lips trembled and he couldn't say a word. He just watched the thin and small figure walk out in a daze.

Those lying on the ground were all her relatives in the past, or the same tribesmen she was familiar with.

Even though she was still young at this moment, she already understood what happened.

Standing in the middle of the Shura field, she seemed to see someone she was once very familiar with.

The man opened his eyes and looked terrified, as if he could not be reconciled even to death.

The little girl stretched out her hand and squatted down to close his eyes, but she couldn't withstand such a blow and fell to the ground.

Han Tianming looked at the little body, which was like a leaf that couldn't control its body in the wind, and he felt indescribable resentment in his heart.

He walked up to the little girl and hugged her in his arms, and flew straight into the sky.

The palm of his right hand was shining with golden light. With a flip of his hand, a nine-turn soul-breaking seal as bright as the sun fell to the ground!

"Boom!!!"

It was as if the sky was collapsing! The waters of the four seas were boiling, and huge waves were rolling!

This island was shattered in the shaking, unable to withstand the strongest blow comparable to the late Nascent Soul, and finally sank into the sea!

Han Tianming drove the few spiritual energy in his body, stepped on the mirage mirror, and flew back to Qingling Island.

The vast white fog covered Qingling Island, and all that was seen outside the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Formation was a vast sea.

A violent storm covered the entire area of ​​the treasure map.

Han Tianming sank an island and vented the evil spirit that was suppressed in his chest.

But this can only make the dead on the island buried, but it cannot punish the perpetrators.

Han Tianming is not a saint who is compassionate, but he is definitely not cold and ruthless.

This matter cannot affect the Han family, and cannot affect the safety of every plant and tree on Qingling Island.

He looked up at the sky. The mist of the mirage mirror could block anyone's sight, but it could not stop him.

The violent wind and rain in the sky hit the barrier formed by the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Formation without splashing a single ripple.

This peace of Qingling Island is well protected.

In the south, a breath suddenly became strong.

Cheng Lingsu's retreat ended.

He built a fairy foundation and finally became a foundation-building cultivator.

Inside the room, on Han Tianming's bed, the little girl had a nightmare.

A nightmare of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and separation of flesh and blood.

She actually knew that the culprits were a group of people wearing bloody clothes. She had seen those bad guys before being sent to the cellar.

She had also heard their names from the first moment her father saw them.

She remembered that her father's face changed drastically and he shouted, "Predators."

It was just that she had been frozen in the ice for too long, so she couldn't remember it at the first time. When she opened her eyes, she saw the miserable scene like hell on earth.

Then, she opened her eyes.

Without crying, she turned her head and saw Han Tianming who had returned from outside and was in a daze in front of the table.

"Awake?"

Han Tianming was aware of it. All the slightest movement of the entire Qingling Island could not escape his eyes at this moment.

The little girl didn't speak.

But she saw the man get up from the table and come to the bed.

"Want revenge?"

The three-year-old girl nodded. She shouldn't have known what sorrow was, nor should she bear hatred.

But this is precisely the thing that makes people grow the fastest, hatred.

In just one night, a person can be completely different.

The heart of a little girl who should have been innocent is filled with deep hatred.

"What can I do?"

She whispered, with a resoluteness in her baby voice.

She couldn't practice, she had been tortured by Yinsha since she was a child, and she must have known that she was unusual.

This sentence was both a question to Han Tianming and a question to himself.

"I want you... to help me practice."

Han Tianming paused, and then said:

"I have wanted to have a sister since I was a child. If you can do it and make me happy, I will avenge you in the future."

He didn't have to take care of this matter, but he couldn't reason with the plunderers.

Can't tell them not to come to Qingling Island?

Furthermore, if the Han family wants to grow, can he still stay within the Fourth Sea Area?

As the scope of activities expands, he will always encounter them.

After thinking about it, he can only stop killing with killing.

In addition, this little girl is really pitiful, and he must give her a hope to live.

Otherwise, in despair, she commits suicide, where can he find the Tianyin Juemai for his body tempering and cultivation?

However, Han Tianming is actually far from being as cold as he said.

It's nothing more than finding a reason for himself to convince himself to take care of this matter.

As for revenge, of course, he can't be impatient.

It's said that it will be in the future, at least after he has achieved success in cultivation.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late, and the same is true for the little girl's revenge.

"Brother... Brother?"

The little girl on the bed seemed to have a light in her eyes again. I don't know if the fire of revenge has been ignited, or if she is really warmed.

Han Tianming reached out and touched her little head without saying anything.

"Brother, here."

She took out the things hidden in her sleeve.

It was a small wooden box, exquisitely crafted, delicately carved, and the wood was vermilion.

Han Tianming shook his head and said, "You keep it."

Unexpectedly, the little girl shook her head firmly and just said, "I'll just keep this box."

In a sense, this can also be regarded as a relic left by her father.

Han Tianming avoided the key words and didn't say them, but the little girl already understood these things.

She was so sensible that it made people feel distressed. He opened the wooden box in front of her.

There were not many things in it, just a jade slip of inheritance.

It recorded the second-level middle-grade foundation-building Ye family technique "Changchun Gong", as well as two offensive techniques "Broken Bone Finger" and "Eight Desolate Palms", and some scattered techniques.

Some scattered techniques are also available in the Han family, while others are not, so they can complement each other.

Then there were two jade seeds for spiritual cultivation, which were not much different from what Han Tianming had obtained before, except that the runes engraved on them were different.

I think they were not from the same family, but the effects were the same.

As for why they were not used by the clan members, Han Tianming didn't know.

He took the jade seeds for spiritual cultivation from the box, put the jade slips back into the box, and left them to Ye Qingling.

Everything recorded in it was in his mind.

The heir of the family was still alive, and it was somewhat unreasonable to take the inheritance jade slips for himself.

"Go to sleep, it's getting late..."