Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingan asked.

When the two immortal kings were fighting just now, Lu Qing'an had already fainted and did not see it.

So when he woke up, he saw someone touching him and immediately frowned.

Lu Qingan frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "How rude! Do you think I know you well?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanze almost fainted from fright. The horrific scene before was still vivid in his mind. This immortal king was not someone who was easy to deal with. He killed his own minions without blinking an eye.

What's more, he became a fallen immortal and fought to the death with another immortal.

If they hadn't dodged quickly, the aftermath alone would have been enough to send them to meet the King of Hell, and they might even have drunk Meng Po's soup by now.

Lu Yuanze gritted his teeth and wanted to run to Lu Qingan in three or two steps to tell him not to talk nonsense and anger Han Zhang Xianjun, but just as he was about to raise his leg, he found that he couldn't move.

Lu Yuanze: “…”

But Lu Qing'an was still there, not knowing the consequences, chattering away his life in an attempt to commit suicide.

Lu Yuanze was extremely anxious and immediately stopped him, saying, "Qing'an, shut up!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Immortal Lord Han Zhang, and said in a panic: "Immortal Lord, please forgive me. Qing'an was born with an incomplete soul. I didn't mean to anger you..."

Immortal Hanzhang did not look back, he just waved his sleeves lightly, but Lu Yuanze seemed to be pulled by some huge force, and the whole person suddenly flew backwards, and then hit a huge tree trunk with a bang.

The huge impact force caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Master!"

Seeing this sudden change, Lu Qingan's eyes were bloodshot. Before anyone could react, Lu Qingan suddenly raised one hand and swung it down heavily.

With a loud "pop", Han Zhang Xianjun's face was hit and tilted to one side.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. The scene was eerily quiet and no one dared to speak.

Lu Qing'an looked down at his still trembling hands, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement. He didn't know why he did this.

The exorcists were frightened by his actions and dared not breathe, for fear that the Immortal Lord Hanzhang would vent his anger on them.

Immortal Lord Han Zhang turned around and touched his cheek which was hurt from being beaten. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Lu Qingan as if he wanted to eat him alive.

But when he saw Lu Qing'an's misty and confused eyes, his anger disappeared completely in an instant.

"It's you, isn't it?" Immortal Lord Han Zhang asked anxiously, "Are you back?"

Lu Qing'an came to his senses, pushed Immortal Han Zhang away with force, then reached for the hilt of the sword at his waist, and with a clang, Lu Qing'an pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

He pointed his sword at Han Zhang Xianjun and said in a cold voice: "You hurt my master, I will never forgive you!"

As he spoke, he shook his wrist and the sword stabbed towards the chest of Immortal Lord Hanzhang.

But before he could stab Immortal Lord Han Zhang, he was grabbed by the wrist by Immortal Lord Han Zhang.

Lu Qing'an was shocked and was about to struggle free when a tear suddenly dripped onto the back of his hand.

Lu Qing'an felt as if he was scalded. He raised his head and saw the person who was holding him looking at him with a sad expression.

"You are not him..."

Lu Qingan laughed angrily: "Are you sick?"

Just as he was about to pull his wrist out, he saw that person suddenly seemed to remember something and became a little excited.

He grabbed his wrist tightly, as if grabbing the last straw. He looked at himself with eager eyes and spoke very quickly: "You are the other half of his soul. You are originally one. You should be able to sense his existence. Help me find him..."

Lu Qingan felt nauseous for no reason. He pulled his wrist away with force and said angrily, "Are you crazy? You hurt my master..."

Before Lu Qing'an could finish his words, he saw the crazy man raise his hand and call over Lu Yuanze, who was unconscious under the tree.

Then he casually made a mark, and within a moment, Lu Yuanze, who had looked as pale as death just now, immediately looked rosy, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Ignoring Lu Yuanze who had just woken up and looked a little dazed, Han Zhang Xianjun looked at Lu Qingan eagerly and said, "I saved him. I have saved your master. Please help me..."

Lu Qing'an looked at Immortal Lord Han Zhang, and then in his eager gaze full of hope, Lu Qing'an actually burst out laughing.

He laughed louder and louder, and finally he started laughing wildly.

After a long while, Lu Qing'an finally stopped laughing. He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, then stared at Han Zhang Xianjun with a cold gaze and said softly, "You regret it now, but what did you do before?"