The Sims, My Alien Path

"It's you? Ling Tian, ​​why are you here?" Ling Yutang shouted, he subconsciously took a half step back, his back pressed against the cold wall.

Ling Tian smiled coldly, a chilling light flashed in his eyes.

"Why should I come?" He spoke slowly, his voice as low as the cold current at the bottom of the pond, "Don't you have any idea in your mind, dear cousin?"

Ling Yutang tried to remain calm, but beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead. His hands were shaking slightly, but he forced himself to straighten his back. "You...what do you mean? I don't know what you are talking about."

"Haha," Ling Tian sneered, his voice full of sarcasm, "My dear cousin, you are really good at pretending. You can be so calm even after hiring someone to kill someone, it really opened my eyes."

Hearing this, Ling Yutang's pupils shrank slightly, and his face turned pale in an instant. "You... please don't spit blood on me, how could I do such a thing."

Ling Tian's eyes suddenly became sharp, like two swords unsheathed.

His voice was as cold as ice: "It was originally a grudge between the two of us, but you wanted to use Xiaoyao to threaten me." He paused, and every word seemed to hit Ling Yutang's heart like a heavy hammer, "So... you deserve to die!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Tian had already activated the Pure Yang Gong, and the whole person rushed towards Ling Yutang like an arrow from a bow. The whistling sound of the air being torn apart seemed to be heard in the air.

"Come on..." Ling Yutang was about to call for help, but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand.

Ling Tian's fist was like a golden lightning, hitting Ling Yutang's chest directly.

In an instant, it seemed as if time had frozen.

Ling Yutang widened his eyes, watching the fist with golden light getting closer and closer, so close that he could feel the burning heat.

"Bang!"

A dull crash sounded, like a thunderclap.

Ling Yutang's chest instantly caved in, and the crisp sound of his ribs breaking was clearly audible. His eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The blood glowed with a dazzling red light in the sun, like a blooming red spider lily, beautiful and desperate.

Ling Yutang slowly fell down, and his vitality receded like a tide. His eyes stared at Ling Tian, ​​full of resentment and resentment.

In the end, Ling Yutang died with his eyes open.

Ling Tian slowly retracted his fist, spit out a ball of turbid air, and looked at the corpse on the ground with cold eyes: "Humph, you are courting death. You want to threaten me with Xiaoyao? Dream on!"

After that, Ling Tian turned and left, his steps steady and firm.

His back stretched out in the morning light, as if he was going to merge with the darkness. The sun still fell through the window, but it could no longer illuminate the haze in this room.

After leaving Ling Mansion, Ling Tian's anger was still burning. He knew that Wang Shan was also one of the enemies he had to deal with.

On the ancient streets, the sun shone on the bluestone slabs, creating a faint halo. Pedestrians came and went, and it was very lively.

He took firm steps and looked for Wang Shan's traces everywhere on the street.

Every time he passed a store, Ling Tian would carefully observe the people around him, hoping to find Wang Shan's figure.

Finally, at the entrance of a remote alley, Ling Tian saw a familiar figure.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, and he approached Wang Shan quietly like a ghost.

Wang Shan didn't notice the approach of danger at all, and was still walking on his own.

When Ling Tian was only a few steps away from Wang Shan, Wang Shan finally felt a strong breath. He turned around in horror, and saw Ling Tian's murderous eyes, and was immediately frightened and pale.

"Ling Tian, ​​you... why are you here?" Wang Shan asked in a trembling voice.

"Wang Shan, your doomsday has come." Ling Tian's voice was as cold as frost and full of oppression.

Wang Shan turned around and wanted to run, but Ling Tian would never give him this opportunity. Ling Tian attacked instantly, as fast as lightning. He grabbed Wang Shan's shoulder, and the powerful force made Wang Shan unable to move.

"Ling Tian, ​​please forgive me, I know I was wrong." Wang Shan begged bitterly.

"Now you know you were wrong? It's too late." Ling Tian raised his fist without hesitation and hit Wang Shan hard.

"Help..."

How could Ling Tian let Wang Shan call for help? His fist fell heavily on Wang Shan with endless anger.

Wang Shan screamed and fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Ling Tian looked at the dead Wang Shan, smiled coldly, then turned and left the alley, and his figure disappeared in the bustling crowd.

People on the street were still busy with their lives, as if nothing had happened.

......

The night fell, and the stars dotted the sky, like broken diamonds scattered on the earth.

Ling Tian walked in the moonlight and returned to the rented courtyard. Before he opened the door, his noseHe caught a glimpse of the tempting aroma of rice, which aroused his appetite.

Pushing open the creaking old wooden door, the scene in the yard softened Ling Tian's heart instantly.

Xiao Yao was busy in the kitchen, and her petite back looked particularly warm under the light. The sound of the spatula flipping, the gurgling sound of boiling water, and the little song Xiao Yao hummed softly, weaving into a symphony of life.

Ling Tian's eyes softened instantly, and a warm smile rose unconsciously at the corner of his mouth. He walked lightly to the kitchen door and leaned against the door frame.

"Xiao Yao," Ling Tian called softly: "Do you want to practice martial arts?"

Xiao Yao turned back when she heard the voice, and her eyes suddenly lit up, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"Ah, Brother Tian, ​​you're back!" She put down the spatula in her hand and asked in surprise, "Practice martial arts? Can I do it?"

Ling Tian walked a few steps closer, reached out and gently stroked Xiao Yao's head, and said gently: "Of course, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely become an excellent martial artist. Then, no one will be able to bully you anymore."

After the last simulation, Ling Tian kept thinking that he couldn't take care of Xiao Yao all the time. If he was gone that day, Xiao Yao would be alone without martial arts to protect herself, and it would be dangerous.

So this time he wanted Xiao Yao to practice martial arts, so that if she encountered danger, she would not be powerless to resist.

Xiao Yao tilted her head, with curiosity and admiration flashing in her eyes.

She pouted and said coquettishly: "With Brother Tian here, no one dares to bully me. You are the best!"

Ling Tian's expression suddenly became serious, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "But, Xiaoyao, I can't be with you all the time. If one day I go out and a bad guy breaks into the house, what will you do?"

After hearing this, Xiaoyao's smile slowly disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness.

She pondered for a moment, and a firm expression appeared on her little face: "Is that so... Well, I want to practice martial arts! I want to become as powerful as Brother Tian!"

Ling Tian looked at Xiaoyao's resolute expression, and a warm current surged in his heart. He said solemnly: "Okay, then I will teach you martial arts from tomorrow. However, martial arts training is very hard, you must be mentally prepared."

"I am not afraid of hard work!" Xiaoyao straightened her chest, her face full of determination, "As long as I can be with Brother Tian, ​​I am willing to work hard!"

Lingtian was amused by Xiaoyao's words, and he rubbed Xiaoyao's hair lovingly: "Okay, okay, we have a deal. But now, let me help you cook dinner. What should we eat today?"

"I cooked your favorite braised pork!" Xiaoyao said excitedly, her eyes sparkling, "and stir-fried cabbage and egg drop soup. Brother Tian, ​​what do you think?"

Lingtian swallowed his saliva when he heard this, and his stomach suddenly gurgled. He smiled and said: "Great! Xiaoyao's cooking skills are getting better and better. Come, I will help you take the dishes out."

The two of them got busy, and the kitchen was full of laughter.

They placed the dishes on the small table in the yard.

Ling Tian and Xiao Yao sat opposite each other, looking at the steaming food on the table, and smiled at the same time.

"Come on, Xiao Yao, eat more." Ling Tian picked up a piece of fat and lean braised pork and carefully placed it in Xiao Yao's bowl, "You need to grow up, so you need to eat more meat."

Xiao Yao smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Brother Tian. Brother Tian, ​​you also need to eat more. You need to teach me martial arts and keep your strength!"

The moonlight was like water, quietly falling on this warm little home, adding a bit of romance to the dinner.