The flower garden that was once filled with blooming flowers was now in a mess. Yang Pojun and Liu Erlong were sitting opposite each other on the stone bench. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit dead.

Closing his eyes, Yang Pojun's mental power was like ripples, spreading in all directions. Soon, the surrounding scenery was reflected back to his mind.

"Huh... I'm really gone!" After confirming that Tang Hao had really left, Yang Pojun felt sorrow condensed in his brows, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

The tense atmosphere receded like a tide. Liu Erlong paused for a moment, with a hint of fear on his pale face. He patted his plump and attractive chest, frowned slightly and said, "I didn't expect that he actually had

A hundred thousand year soul ring, if he really takes action, we may not even have a chance to escape."

It's not a possibility, it's a certainty... Nodding silently, Yang Pojun squinted his eyes and looked at the night sky, so deep that it was impossible to see through his heart.

Although Tang Hao is not the ceiling of combat power in this world, he definitely belongs to the small group of people standing at the top of the pyramid. The first confrontation with Tang Hao really touched Yang Pojun quite a lot.

No...it's a bit flattering to say that there was a confrontation, I should have been completely tortured...

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that the pressure Tang Hao put on him was really too great.

Although this kind of pressure is not as good as Bibi Dong's, it is much stronger than that of Dugu Bo, who is also a titled Douluo.

Although he was also a titled Douluo, the murderous aura released from him was obviously stronger than that of Jiang Qiyun and Dugu Bo.

Perhaps it was the illusion brought to him by Dugu Bo, which made him somewhat inflated to believe that he was unafraid of the murderous intent unleashed by any enemy because of the experience he received from childhood.

Coupled with the fact that his strength is now close to that of the Soul Emperor, unless he meets the ceiling of combat power like Bibi Dong, there will be no danger even if he faces a titled Douluo, even if he loses.

However, after all, he overestimated himself and underestimated Tang Hao. Only when facing him did Yang Pojun truly feel the difference.

To be honest, at that time, he really couldn't even fight back.

Tang Hao's murderous aura seemed to have some special function. It could not only envelope Yang Pojun like a substance, but also vaguely disturb his spirit.

The coldness and evil made Yang Pojun feel a strong sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. In that terrifying murderous aura, Yang Pojun's whole person seemed to have become much slower, which is why he didn't react at the time.

The reason why he was easily caught.

This kind of murderous intent has nothing to do with the hundred thousand year soul ring...

It's a field...a killing field...

Well, this thing is like a buff, and it is a buff that can increase one's own power and add negative effects to the enemy at the same time...

Hmm... It seems that the plan for the Killing City has to be put on the agenda. In addition to sniping Tang San, he has a new goal... But... where is this Killing City... He pinched his brows, and Yang

Po Jun withdrew his gaze and stared at the silent garden, his eyes quiet.

The moonlight casts a cool glow, and its shadow is reflected on the calm lake.

The cool night wind blows, causing wrinkles on the lake surface and ripples of silvery light.

"If you encounter this situation again next time, leave me alone and run away first..." After a moment of silence, Liu Erlong looked at Yang Pojun with complex eyes, his face full of tenderness: "I don't want you to fall into this trap for me.

Danger."

Shaking his head, Yang Pojun sighed: "I just knew that Tang Hao had appeared, and I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I came here."

Hearing this, Liu Erlong's brows jumped sharply: "How did you know?"

"I just went to the Power Clan..."

Yang Pojun did not hide anything and told the truth about his conversation with Tai Tan.

Liu Erlong wrinkled his delicate eyebrows, pondered for a moment and then nodded: "The Force Clan was originally attached to the Haotian Sect, and it was reasonable for Tang Hao to seek him out. However, why did he recommend you as the common leader of the four clans? Just

Because of your talent?"

"Ha...have you ever heard of the common leader of the four tribes?" Yang Pojun sneered as he shook his head.

"United Nations? What do you mean? Aren't you a sect?" Liu Erlong looked stunned and was a little confused about this new term.

"No, Taitan's intention is not to become a subsidiary sect of the Broken Clan. To put it simply, Taitan just wants to introduce a talker to maintain the balance of the four clans. If there is an invasion of foreign enemies, in the talker

Under the leadership of the people, the four tribes can unite to deal with the outside world, but the heads of their own tribes still enjoy a high degree of autonomy."

Well... I am equivalent to the Secretary-General of the United Nations, a famous but powerless Secretary-General... Yang Pojun silently found a template for himself in his heart.

"Bah... it's so shameless. Isn't it obvious that he wants to divert trouble? He wants to seek shelter, but he doesn't want to put down his full strength!" When Yang Pojun explained this, Liu Erlong suddenly realized.

"Such an unreasonable request, it's hard for him to say it out loud!" The little aunt said she was very angry. Judging from the current situation, the other three clans may be at risk of being annexed, but the Po clan is in a period of strong momentum, so no matter

It would be good to annex others. Titan obviously wants to take over others, but he is unwilling to admit the affiliation.

Yang Pojun couldn't deny it and said: "Well, if the Po clan does not have two titled Douluo in charge now, the end will probably be no better than theirs. As the four affiliated sects of the Haotian Sect, the four clans have a good foundation.

Yes, and each has his own merits, it is not surprising that other sects are coveting him. Without the blessing of Haotian Sect, and the acquiescence of Wuhun Palace, without a strong backer, it will be a matter of time before he is annexed."

"You agree?" Liu Erlong was a little surprised.

"Ha, I'll pass the blame to Grandpa!" Yang Pojun shrugged, feeling that Yang Wudi would agree.

"Okay! Oh, by the way, you said you asked Titan to help you find a container that can hold magma? What do you want to do?" Liu Erlong blinked with a curious look on his face.

"The spring that emits ice and fire eyes!" Without any concealment, Yang Pojun squinted his eyes and smiled sinisterly.

"Hiss..." His eyes flashed slightly, and Liu Erlong recovered from his brief shock. The spring water of the ice and fire eyes can kill ten thousand year soul beasts. If he can carry it with him...

"Actually, I have had this idea for a long time, but I have never been able to find a suitable container. Tai Tan is the vice president of the Blacksmiths Association, and he has a wide network of contacts. I am just holding on to a bit of luck. After all, Ice and Fire

The spring water of the eye is a yin to yang thing, and ordinary containers cannot bear it." Touching his chin, Yang Pojun still remembered the confused expression on Tai Tan's face at that time, so he probably didn't have much hope.

"Why don't you go to the auction house and have a look?" Liu Erlong swallowed and stared at Yang Pojun with twinkling eyes.

Liu Erlong was agitated by Yang Pojun's crazy idea. Although he couldn't get close to the spring, Yang Pojun's things were hers, and the little aunt knew this clearly.

"I have no money..." The corner of his mouth twitched, and Yang Pojun looked slightly embarrassed. The card that Bibi Dong gave him had long been returned anonymously through the Wuhun Palace in Tiandou City.
Chapter completed!