"Who is Han Yuanyang? You don't know?"

Qin Luantong looked at the young man who was going back into the cabin and turned around and asked Ling Wuxiao, his eyes full of doubts.

Ling Wuxiao's eyes were quite complicated, and he shook his head: "I don't know, it feels like he suddenly appears."

"Is that true?" Qin Luantong's eyes were full of doubts. Just now, he felt a strong aura that was restrained but unhidden in the young man. This was definitely not an ordinary person, this was a strong man, and he even reached the level that was not weaker than the peak of the ninth level of the bone refining realm.

But it doesn't feel like it's the soul-forging realm, because there is a kind of virtual power in the young man's body, and this virtual power is very obvious, so it should not be the soul-forging realm.

But it is definitely not the peak of the ninth level of the bone refining realm, because the ordinary peak of the bone refining realm definitely does not have such excellent ability to restrain and hide the edge.

"Where did this kid come out? He is not weak..."

Qin Luantong's face continued to be serious, and he felt a venomous danger on this young man.

This venomous snake-like danger made Qin Luantong uncomfortable. He hated this breath and feeling the most.

"I don't know where it came out, but I don't worry."

Ling Wuxiao smiled faintly. He was indeed a little confused just now, but now he is relieved.

No matter who this young man is or what he wants to do, he won't be too worried.

At his age, he will no longer be confused by the appearance of a very dangerous person.

The storms and waves of eighty or ninety years have been coming. What else are he worried about?

If you are the only worry, it is not about the individual, but about his apprentice Qin Lang.

The appearance of this young man may affect Qin Lang's future.

This young man is almost the same age as Qin Lang, and may even be one or two years older than Qin Lang. At least on the surface, he may actually be several years younger than Qin Lang.

But it is enough to show that he and Qin Lang are peers.

Such a person appears in Qin Lang's peers, and he is definitely Qin Lang's future rival.

Of course, it may be a friend who can't tell me, but the premise is that Han Yuanyang is also from Longguo.

But it is obvious that Han Yuanyang is not from Longguo.

Ling Wuxiao has three reasons to be sure.

First, although he has the appearance of a dragon and speaks the language of a dragon, he may be a dragon overseas Chinese or a dragon descendant.

Second, when Han Yuanyang looked at him, he could clearly feel a hint of coldness that could not be hidden in his eyes.

This shows that Han Yuanyang is an enemy, not a friend, and since he is like this with himself, let alone his relationship with Qin Lang will definitely not be too harmonious.

Once Qin Lang stands opposite him, it will be very uncomfortable.

Third, Ling Wuxiao has a clear understanding of the domestic pattern of Long.

Is there such a person, can he not know?

He was sure that there was no such thing as the Dragon Kingdom, so it was obvious that the Han Yuanyang family was not in the Dragon Kingdom.

People of the country are not necessarily their own people, let alone a foreigner...

Even your own people cheat on your own people, so don’t trust an outsider casually.

"He is also on this warship, maybe he is also coming to the Treasure Pavilion?"

Qin Luantong guessed and said, and he thought of this in an instant.

Pomantuo was originally standing on the decks on both sides. After hearing Qin Luantong's words, he suddenly opened his eyes and then looked at the disappearing hatch door of Han Yuanyang without opening.

However, the solemn expression in his eyes was so serious that he would never allow this action to fail in his heart.

Because of the opportunity to compete for ancient Buddhist books, there is only one time.

If you can't grasp this time, it will be a lifelong thing.

The gang of miscellaneous people who meet on the same day will not be sympathetic to the books. They will destroy them if they say they will destroy them, without any hesitation at all.

Are there fewer things that these people want to destroy other countries’ civilizations?

"You said that?" Ling Wuxiao smiled faintly, looked at Qin Luantong and asked.

Do you still need to ask if you mean it? You have already arrived on the warship, and this warship has passed by Nange Island.

Naturally, this young man named Han Yuanyang must also go to Nange Island.

Nange Island is not a living area, it is simply rarely visited and there are almost no humans living there. Only some scientific personnel who are not afraid of the cold live here.

Therefore, Han Yuanyang's purpose is self-evident.

"Although I thought that more than the people from the headquarters of the Tongtianhui are on Nange Island, I didn't expect that we are not the only ones who want to make an idea?"

Qin Luantong shook his head with emotion, and was speechless about such a thing.

But it is also normal. When it comes to such a valuable treasure, it is a collection and storage of ancient Buddhism for thousands of years.

The foundation here can be easily used to create a big country, a top world-class force, and a new sect.

How can you not be attracted to others under such a treasure?

The secret that Ling Wuxiao can find out may not be found out by others.

In short, Nange Island will soon become a slaughterhouse with a very bloody smell.

"It's not just us? The Yi Killing Sect will definitely go, and there are also the Holy Gate and the Three-Ping Sect in Xiya area."

"The Black Holy See in Ouzhou and the White Holy See in another world will all wait for an opportunity to attack."

"And with the Brahmins in Nanya, when it comes to this Brahmin, they have a very strong relationship with Buddhism. It can be said that they were inherited from the same person and eventually divided into two sects."

"Without believing in this matter, the master is more clear?"

Ling Wuxiao said this and looked at Pomantuo and asked.

When Pomantuo heard Ling Wuxiao ask him this, he was actually a little reluctant to answer because this was the dark history of Buddhism and the only dark material in Buddhism.

"Spiritual donor, I don't want to talk about it..." Pomantuo smiled bitterly, shook his head. He really didn't want to mention this dark history.

Ling Wuxiao smiled slightly: "If you don't talk, don't talk."

He didn't force Pomantuo to talk about these things, he just asked casually.

Since the party involved is unwilling to say it, where is he qualified to continue to ask Pomantuo to speak?

"Since the lord of Buddhism is unwilling to say it, why not talk about it for the younger generation? Is it the difference between Buddhism and Brahmin?"

As soon as Ling Wuxiao finished speaking, he heard laughter coming from the hatch of the cruiser, his tone was joking.

A few people looked at him and saw Han Yuanyang coming out again.

But unlike before, Han Yuanyang was wearing a white suit and tie, which was very gentlemanly and elegant.

At this moment, Han Yuanyang was wearing a gray robe, which was more similar to the shape of a medieval dark mage.

Just seeing this look, Ling Wuxiao completely gave up.

There is no possibility of becoming friends between Han Yuanyang and Qin Lang, but the probability of becoming enemies has increased greatly.

Han Yuanyang didn't know what Ling Wuxiao was thinking, and he didn't need to know.

He walked over in a gray magician robe and sat on the cannon stand next to the deck.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably be scared to death, because the place where he was sitting was a rack with shells, and there were shells underneath. If it was blown up...

However, Han Yuanyang didn't care about these things at all. It seemed that even if the shells exploded, they would not be able to hurt them at all.

In fact, it's quite the same.

The people here, Pomantuo, Ling Wuxiao and Qin Luantong, were not afraid of these shells and water mines.

"Sir, do you seem to not welcome me? Or do you dislike me for coming here uninvited?"

After Han Yuanyang saw that he came over, the old men didn't speak, and continued to ask indifferently.

Both Pomantuo and Qin Luantong ignored Han Yuanyang.

Only Ling Wuxiao raised his head and looked at the young man with interest.

When Han Yuanyang saw Ling Wuxiao looking at him, he not only wasn't nervous, but he raised his chest so that the latter could see enough.

The more Ling Wuxiao looked, the more surprised he became. No matter how good this young man was evaluated from any aspect, he was an absolutely excellent person.

If he had met his disciples ten years earlier, if this young man had become a disciple, he might not have been able to become his little disciple at that time.

Of course, there is no if in life, and what you have is the best at this time.

"Who are you?"

Qin Luantong turned around and stared at Han Yuanyang, asking in a deep voice.

He couldn't help but feel angry, so he asked directly.

When Han Yuanyang faced Qin Luantong's simple inquiry, he not only did not embarrass him, but instead said with a smile: "The senior is straightforward in character, and he is worthy of being the eldest uncle of Qin's legitimate family and Qin Lang's eldest uncle."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he did not answer who he was, but directly exposed Qin Luantong's identity.

Stabilizing, accurate and ruthless, without any possibility of Qin Luantong maintaining mystery.
Chapter completed!