Shenhao: I'm really the big villain, Qin Lang and Mu Yuyan

"Is this Mr. Qin's halberd?"

"Are you sure you're right? This top-grade imperial weapon is really Mr. Qin's halberd, right?"

"Absolutely, this kind of big halberd is extremely magical among the best imperial weapons. There can be no mistakes!"

"Master Qin is not dead!"

"I was hunted down by so many powerful radicals, and yet I'm still alive today!"

"..."

Upon seeing this, many of the emperor's domain gods showed ecstasy.

Most of them entered the restricted area this time to form a good relationship with Qin Lang.

Even if he encounters a life-threatening danger, he doesn't resent Qin Lang too much.

Whoever dares to rush into the restricted area has his head tucked into his waistband?

How can one achieve the position of Domain God if he is afraid of his hands and feet?

If Qin Lang is obliterated by the radicals, they should regret it!

"Qin Lang? Finally here!"

Ghost Sword narrowed his slender eyes, without any fear, and there was even a faint hint of morbid madness brewing.

He has been suppressed by Qin Lang for too long.

It's been so long that he almost thinks that he is no longer a monster or a genius!

Compared with Qin Lang, his light is too dim.

The beauty of a grain of rice cannot compete with the brightness of the bright moon.

Of course, that's all in the past.

Today's Ghost Sword has absolute confidence.

Even if he can't suppress Qin Lang, with his in-depth study of the art of swords, he will definitely never be as weak as before when he fights against Qin Lang.

Under everyone's eyes, in the distance, two rainbow lights came across the Rainbow Bridge.

It was Qin Lang and Ye Lan who were attracted by the movement here.

"Your Highness the Saint, you are actually still alive!"

"This is really great!"

"The radical gang of beasts brutalized our imperial palace geniuses. When we return to the emperor's palace, Her Majesty the Saint will avenge those dead geniuses!"

"..."

Many of the emperor's domain gods were overjoyed when they saw Ye Lan still alive, with excitement and tears in their eyes.

They witnessed with their own eyes the saint Ye Lan, fighting the seventh evil lord alone, fighting for a chance to live for them.

They all thought that the saint had sacrificed her life for justice.

Who would have thought that Her Royal Highness the Saint is so blessed that she is still alive.

Ye Lan's face was ruddy, he took a breath and said with a smile, "Thanks to Qin Lang's intervention, otherwise, I would have been wiped out."

Dozens of domain gods all bowed their hands towards Qin Lang, with gratitude in their eyes, and sincere compliments, "Young Master Qin helped His Highness the Saint and saved the Saint's life. He has made great contributions to our Imperial Palace!"

"Master Qin is not only the person who carries the throne below the conservatives in the imperial palace, but his actions are far more upright than those of the radicals!"

"Having Mr. Qin in my family is a blessing to our Xuanyu Emperor's Palace!"

Rainbow farts are heard all the time.

Qin Lang turned a deaf ear and stared at Yue Tianyin who had one arm cut off.

Seeing that his delicate face was full of pale color, he had been severely injured, and the foundation of the avenue was damaged.

Yao pointed in the direction of the ghost sword and asked coldly, "Did he hurt you?"

Yue Tianyin turned sideways stubbornly, not wanting Qin Lang to see her embarrassing scene.

She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

"I can't beat him. It's because I'm not as good as others. I don't need you to pity me!"

"Even if I die, I don't need your charity!"

Glancing at the rosy-faced Ye Lan, Yue Tianyin felt sour in her heart, as if Yixingchen's jealous jar had been overturned. She thought to herself, "You and Her Majesty the Saint are in love with each other, and at this time, again, What do you want me to do?"

"With this leisurely mood, you can continue to feed Her Royal Highness the Saintess dragon meat!"

"If you have this skill, you can continue to feed the Holy Lady the immortal stone spirit liquid!"

"I'm not your so-and-so, I don't need your pity, let alone your help!"

She wanted to shout these words in front of Ye Lan.

But that, coupled with her current miserable appearance, really made her unbearable.

Wronged!

Extremely aggrieved.

That kind of roar, that kind of catharsis, would make her, the sweet girl of the Moon Clan, have the possibility of dropping a little pearl for the first time!

Holding a bad breath in her heart, Yue Tianyin was unwilling to speak out her innermost thoughts.

The attitude is very tough.

Refuse Qin Lang’s help.

Frankly speaking, even if he dies, he doesn’t need Qin Lang’s help.

She was already prepared, even if she was cut in half by the ghost sword.

Even here, the body and death that have been obliterated disappear.

Even if she died outside, no one would collect her body.

She will never forgive Qin Lang for his mistakes!

unacceptable!

She will remember the previous humiliation in her heart for the rest of her life.

No matter what I say, I will never forgive Qin Lang again.

Let the endless reincarnations of the wheel-turning dream drift away in the wind.

She and Qin Lang are no longer the same person.

He took his Yangguan Road, and she crossed her single-plank bridge.

I will not forgive Qin Lang, let alone have any emotional fluctuations for him again.

"He hurt you, I will avenge you!"

There was a cold look in Qin Lang's deep eyes.

Takong walked towards Ghost Sword, his expression cold.

"Don't! Don't mess around!"

Yue Tianyin stepped forward with one arm, grabbed Qin Lang's arm with one hand, shook her head slightly, her pretty face, which was so well-behaved and uncharacteristic, was full of solemnity, and warned in great detail, "This guy is different from before. !”

"I have seen him take action in the Tianlong Club. Compared with that time, the Ghost Sword at this time seems to be even more powerful. It also seems to be blessed by the special energy of this restricted area. Its combat power has increased hundreds to thousands of times. It is no longer The genius you used to be able to manipulate at will!"

"If you act rashly, you will suffer a loss!"

On Yue Tianyin's well-behaved and delicate face, there was a deep worry that was almost brewing enough to overflow.

She grabbed Qin Lang's arm and said nothing, unwilling to let him take action rashly.

"It's impossible to just forget about your injury."

Qin Lang took out a treasure of heaven and earth from the system space and threw it in front of Yue Tianyin. "It is used to repair injuries and accelerate the regeneration of broken arms."

When he looked at the ghost sword again, Qin Lang didn't have the same banter as in the past.

Yes.

He had originally planned to keep Guidao, the son of fate, by his side, and make a fortune when needed.

But in that case, the premise is that Guidao, the son of luck, does not make him dissatisfied.

Although Yue Tianyin and him didn't have much emotional basis, and they weren't worthy of his excessive favor, some things just happened if they happened.

The facts are undeniable.

Yue Tianyin, he can bully her, but he can't touch the ghost sword.

Not to mention, the ghost sword also chopped off one of Yue Tianyin's arms.

He was already murderous.

On the blacklist in my heart, the word "Ghost Sword" to be killed was marked with a big "X"!

"This is the Seven-Star Daoran?!"

Yue Tianyin, who had obtained the treasure of heaven and earth, looked at an orchid blooming with seven colors of red light in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with amazement.

This seven-star avenue orchid is said to grow beside the broken avenue. The terrifying medicinal power contained in it is enough to transform the seven stars from a deserted and dead place into a spiritual star of cultivation.

You can imagine how cherished it is!

"I can't have this Seven-Star Daoran! I don't have anything good, so I'll exchange it with you!"

Yue Tianyin wanted it in her heart, but her mouth was not honest. She stubbornly handed the Seven-Star Daoran out again.

"In front of me, there is no need to be duplicitous."

Qin Lang shook his head with indifferent eyes and gently stroked the wound on Yue Tianyin's broken arm, "Does it hurt?"

With this concern, Qin Lang's voice was naturally soft.

Like a gurgling clear spring, flowing through Yue Tianyin's heart.

Small cracks suddenly appeared in De Yue Tianyin's heart, which had long been as tough as a stone.