He's obviously the villain, but the heroine is all for him?

Wu Sirou demonstrated the great endurance of a female warrior, enduring several powerful spurts from him, sucking all the milk into her stomach, and using her flexible little tongue to lick the head and shaft of his penis until they were shiny.

Ling Yun held the giant dragon and patted her pretty face: "I didn't expect Aunt Rou to be so coquettish. I can't live without you."

Wu Sirou said coquettishly: "I will go over there later, so don't get yourself into trouble."

"Hehe, if I win later, I'll have to enjoy it well next time..."

Wu Sirou snorted in anger, went back to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, making sure it tasted fresh, and then went to the front yard hand in hand with Ling Yun.

Twenty minutes passed in this back and forth. Lin Tian had fully recovered his strength. He drank two big gulps of energy drink and was ready to teach Ling Yun a lesson.

"You should be more measured in your attacks. Don't be too violent. It's best to strike them when they're least prepared. That way, the Bai family won't blame us."

"I know, Senior Brother Chu!"

Lin Tian rubbed his hands together, wanting to get back at the humiliation he had suffered.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty!

Chu Liang came to his father and told him about the unusual intimacy between Ling Yun and Wu Sirou.

"You're overthinking it." Chu Chunqiu didn't care. "Xiaoyun was brought home by your mother for a few days. She was the only one who took care of her, even bathing her. It's normal for them to be close to each other."

"But I always feel it's too intimate!"

Chu Chunqiu looked at his son and sighed, "Maybe you and your mother are a little estranged, and seeing him and Xiaoyun being so close makes you feel a little uncomfortable, right?"

Chu Liang swallowed the rebuttal when it came to his lips.

Yes, that might be the reason. Before she was three years old, she followed her wet nurse and didn’t like her mother very much, which led to her doting on Ling Yun.

Later, the wet nurse died unexpectedly, and a gap began to form between mother and son. Over the years, they rarely talked to each other.

He was still thinking that now that he had come out of confinement, it was time to spend more time with his mother when Ling Yun and Wu Sirou arrived at the competition venue.

"Sister Rou!"

Bai Yiyi ran over and hugged Wu Sirou in her arms.

My aunt is 175cm tall, half a head taller than Wu Sirou. Wu Sirou smiled, patted her, and said something in her ear.

When Chu Liang saw Ling Yun coming, he quickly took him to the designated fighting arena.

There were charcoal marks on the ground. As long as either side stepped out of the venue, they would be considered defeated.

Lin Tian then jumped into the ring and faced Ling Yun with an ancient martial arts starting stance.

Just now when Chu Liang came over and said that Ling Yun was going to have a duel with "Chu Tian", all the girls were grinning in their hearts. Isn't this just a delivery to their door?

But Ling Yun's goal is to kill Lin Tian, ​​and the key is how to do it in public.

Wu Sirou and Bai Yiyi also stared at the center of the venue, but they were not worried about Ling Yun.

"There's no time limit, no rules, and no forbidden moves. The match ends only when one side collapses, surrenders, or leaves the ring." Chu Liang explained the special rules from the sidelines. "But remember, this is just an internal competition between our major families. Peace is the most important thing!"

"Then let's start now!"

After the words fell, neither of them rushed to attack. Ling Yun warmed up in front of Lin Tian without any scruples, then slowly walked up to him and extended his hand.

Lin Tian also stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, but his eyes were a little wandering, and he was reluctant to look at Ling Yun.

"Brother Chu Tian, ​​you look very similar to someone I know." Ling Yun said playfully in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Really? But I, Chu Tian, ​​have never met Brother Ling."

The person we are meeting is Lin Tian, ​​what does it have to do with me, Chu Tian!

Ling Yun took a step back, put one hand behind his back, and faced the enemy with the other hand.

This was a polite gesture from a master to a low-level warrior, but it irritated Lin Tian.

Lin Tian let out a low shout and threw a straight punch at Ling Yun's face, but it was just a feint, and he followed it with a right hook.

Ling Yun easily avoided his punches and dodged in the arena with graceful steps.

"Look carefully. Although Lin Tian's realm level is not as high as Zhou Jing's, his boxing skills are very experienced. Zhou Jing, if you fight him now, it's only a 46-47 chance!"

The blonde girl nodded. She looked at Lin Tian seriously, not showing any contempt for this former defeated opponent.

Xia Yuwei, Ling Meng and Ye Hui were relatively weak and had limited vision, but they clearly felt that Lin Tian was a little stronger than Zhou Jing, who had practiced with Bai Yiyi in the past.

Bai Yiyi felt a little emotional. They all said she was a martial arts genius, but compared to these younger generations, she really wasn't much of a genius...

Although Lin Tian seemed to be fighting fiercely, he always left room for maneuver, so that the Bai family could not find fault with him.

Just when Ling Yun deliberately exposed his flaw, Lin Tian kicked his little brother who seemed to be completely defenseless.

If this kick lands, even if Chu Liang comes over, it will probably end in failure!

If the Bai family makes trouble in the future, Lin Tian has already thought about it. He will say that he didn't expect Ling Yun to react so poorly and that he kicked him in the thigh and simply slipped.

Ling Yun snorted coldly in his heart, twisted his waist at an extremely fast speed to dodge his attack, and then unleashed all the strength of the tenth level of body tempering!

Chu Liang widened his eyes in surprise. He didn't expect that in this city where the spiritual energy was so thin that it was almost non-existent, Ling Yun could actually cultivate to the tenth level of body tempering!

Even with his talent, he only advanced all the way from the fifth level of Body Tempering in the Ancient Martial World. Otherwise, he would only be around the sixth or seventh level now. Ling Yun is a year younger than him...

Oh no, Lin Tian is in trouble!

Ling Yun's vicious punch was not aimed at his face, but hit his abdomen where there was no rib protection, hitting his valve.

The valve was broken and Lin Tian vomited out the drink he had just drunk.

Ling Yun pressed his head with both hands and took the opportunity to press the poison into his mouth.

Lin Tian didn't notice at all that he had been drugged. He could only blame the fact that the poison was colorless and odorless. In addition, the situation was urgent, so Lin Tian just instinctively hugged his head to avoid further harm.

Ling Yun gentlemanly threw him out, causing him to fall outside the boundary and lose the game.

There was nothing wrong with Ling Yun's approach, and it was even quite martial, winning the applause of a group of warriors.

Chu Liang also shook his fan, thinking that the intimacy between Ling Yun and Wu Sirou just now was just a normal way of getting along. He was so kind and righteous, but he was judging others by his own standards.

"The winner is Ling Yun!"

Chu Liang announced the result, but Lin Tian's face turned completely gloomy.

[Because my brother defeated the "protagonist" Lin Tian head-on, his luck has been weakened by 500 points, currently 400/2500!]

"Hey, brother Chu Tian, ​​are you okay? Did I hit you too hard just now?"

Ling Yun looked at Lin Tian with a smile, but the latter was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted.

[The protagonist Lin Tian's mentality exploded, he lost all his spirit, and his luck was weakened by 500 points. Because the remaining luck could not offset it, his luck returned to zero!]

Ling Yun listened to the beautiful music, squinted his eyes, and waited for Lin Tian to die from the poison at night.

Chapter 60 No sleep tonight

Because Lin Tian looked a little miserable, the Chu family temporarily suspended the competition and agreed to take a break before continuing the internal competition.

On the way back, the four girls squeezed into the back seat, chattering about the game that had just happened.

Ling Yun closed his eyes, recalling the pleasure of crushing Lin Tian and the ecstasy he had with Wu Sirou at the Chu family.

[Brother, would you please give out the deprivation reward? ]

"Not for now. Let's wait until he dies from the poison."

Right now, the Chu family should be taking Lin Tian to get treatment...

Somewhere deep in the mountains.

Chu Liang supported Lin Tian as they walked through the woods and came to a seemingly ordinary place, except that there were no dead leaves under their feet, forming a circular area.

Chu Liang took out the jade token and held it close to a big tree in front of him. Suddenly, a big door opened out of thin air, and there was a different scene inside.

Although Lin Tian's injury was not serious, his spirit was frustrated and he had lost his status as the protagonist, so he looked quite listless.

Chu Liang didn't want to see his junior brother become completely depressed, so he decided to follow the old master's instructions as soon as possible and take Lin Tian back to the Qinghong Sect in the ancient martial arts world.

"Brother Chu, could it be that this gate leading to the two worlds was built by our ancient martial arts ancestors?"

Chu Liang shook his head when he heard this. He took Lin Tian through the gate, and the void gate behind him slowly disappeared.

Their destination was within the Qinghong Sect's sphere of influence, and there were disciples stationed nearby.

When they saw Chu Liang coming, the disciples greeted him one after another, highlighting how popular Chu Liang was in the sect.

"Junior Brother, this jade token was crafted by an ancestor of our Qinghong Sect. It's unknown when this ancient martial world was discovered. Using specially crafted runes, one can travel between the two realms at a designated location. Because that ancestor's innate martial spirit was a rune pen, he engraved the runes onto the jade token. Once one reaches the Condensed Veins realm and can control spiritual energy, pouring spiritual energy into it will open the gate."

"So that's it."

Lin Tian suddenly understood. After all, in his opinion, being able to open the door to travel between the two worlds was not something that a warrior in the Xuanling realm could achieve. Even if there was a realm above this, it would probably be far from enough.

"Brother, come on, I'll take you to see Third Uncle. He'll definitely be able to heal your injuries!"

"Ok!"

When the Bai family's car drove to a hill, Ling Yun stopped Bai Yiyi.

"What's the matter, nephew?"

"Aunt, this is the Chu family's ancestral tomb, right?"

"Yes, that's the area." Bai Yiyi lowered the car window and pointed.

"You guys go back first, I still have something to do."

The aunt and Ling Yun interlocked their fingers and said with some concern: "Nephew, no matter how much you hate the Chu family, you can't dig up their ancestral graves, right?"

Ling Yun stared at his aunt's delicate face and said speechlessly, "Aunt, are you overthinking it? Even if I were extremely vicious, I wouldn't do this, right?"

"I think so..." Seeing that there was no one around, Bai Yiyi said to the four women behind her, "Get down now. We haven't even started this morning's half marathon yet!"

There was a groan behind them, but Bai Yiyi frowned, and they all got out of the car obediently, with Zhou Jing as the leader, and ran around the hills nearby.

"Nephew, do you want me to go with you?"

"Let's go."

Ling Yun and Bai Yiyi went hand in hand to the Chu family's ancestral tomb. After listening to Ling Yun's description, Bai Yiyi began to look for a fan nearby with half belief and half doubt.

The terrain here is steep and no one usually comes close to it. The Chu family did not arrange anyone to come here to avoid disrupting the feng shui.

That fan should not belong to the Chu family, but be a relic of a master.

Ling Yun stood in front of the grave of the Chu family's ancestor, imagining what he would do if he were Chu Liang.

Burning incense, offering sacrifices to ancestors, kneeling down... followed by a series of tedious rituals. Chu Liang was young at heart, so he probably wouldn't wait here for too long. He would most likely wander around while everyone was offering sacrifices.

In front of him was his aunt, who was searching around with her beautiful buttocks sticking out... Ling Yun's gaze was cast towards the woods on the side.

The vegetation density in this forest is quite high, the trees are not very tall, and there is a small path that is wide enough for people to enter.

He called his aunt, and the two of them went in one after the other.

"Hey, nephew, is that broken fan really in there?"

"Aunt, that's a third-grade folding fan. Do you know what the third grade means?"

Bai Yiyi curled her lips: "Could it be possible to block bullets...ah, why did you stop suddenly?"

Ling Yun stopped where he was and looked back. He was already several hundred meters away from the entrance. The road nearby was extremely difficult to walk on and it was obvious that no one passed by.

He looked at the half-exposed nanmu box in front of him, the wood had rotted.

Generally, it takes decades to hundreds of years for wood buried in the ground to completely rot. It was a heavy rain a few days ago that washed away the surface soil, exposing half of the nanmu box, which was not buried very deep.

He stepped forward, grabbed the nanmu box, dug away the dirt around it, and then pulled it out.

Bai Yiyi brought her pretty face closer, Ling Yun opened the box, and inside lay a gorgeous folding fan.

The fan handle and ribs are made of metal, all black, and engraved with some decorative patterns.

The material of the fan was unknown, it was solid color with no words on it, and it felt very elastic. He pulled it hard, but it completely tore it apart.

Could it be that……

Ling Yun turned his head to look at Bai Yiyi and unfolded the fan: "Aunt, try the gun."

"I just said it casually. It would be a shame if such a beautiful fan were damaged!"

"If you can't get past the pistol test, then this thing isn't worth mentioning."

Seeing his persistence, Bai Yiyi reluctantly pulled out her pistol. Ling Yun unfolded the fan and hung it on a tree branch. He took the gun from her hand, loaded it, and stood ten meters away, firing a shot at the fan.