Thunderclap Ninth Heaven

Ling Han exited the Black Tower and arrived in front of the obelisk. The workers already dispersed in fright, and it was absolutely empty here.

"Han Han, you're ignoring me again!" Helian Xun Xue said with a disconsolate expression, appearing really upset.

Ling Han was speechless. This Hai Niu had been aggressive, condescending, and extremely domineering back then, but now she was actually like a doormat; the discrepancy before and after was so great that he couldn't get used to it.

Facing such a Helian Xun Xue, it was very hard for him to connect her with that domineering princess before and have any killing intent towards her.

"This is a tremendous muddle!" Ling Han sighed; he really didn't know how the two would end after Helian Xun Xue recovered her memory.

Helian Xun Xue pulled on the hem of Ling Han's clothes, revealing a content smile on her delicate face. She was a little lady, desiring too little.