This is what villains are like

As the Feixian Island incident came to an end, many related news spread across the land, causing all kinds of discussions.

Although the demonic disaster has subsided this time, how many demons will emerge next time as the seal of the demonic abyss is broken?

You must know that the monsters raging everywhere this time are just monsters corroded by demonic energy, and they are incomparable to real demons.

Not to mention those demon gods that can threaten saints. Once the demon gods come to the world, the world today does not know what kind of disasters will usher in.

All the major realms except Zhongtian Prefecture are also worried about it, because the demonic disaster will completely break out and will sweep across the entire Jiuzhou land, and no one will be spared.

Sage Li Ran was indispensable for quelling the demon disaster this time. Without his arrival, Feixian Island would have been completely destroyed this time.

Who would have thought that the Helian family, one of the three guardian families, would actually cooperate with the demons.

Following this, various voices of praise and admiration came from various places, and even the Taiyi Sect, as the leader of the Immortal Sect, the momentum also skyrocketed.

During this process, Jiang Lan, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, also became famous for his various performances in dealing with this evil disaster, and many people and casual cultivators were grateful to him.

In order to rescue two followers, he put himself in danger and was captured by the barbarians. At this critical moment, he still ordered that the disciples of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the four princes take the lead in rescuing ordinary people.

At the hands of the barbarians, he was tortured, and he would rather die than surrender. He never insulted Daxia's integrity. In the end, he persisted until Saint Li Ran came in person to solve the demon's serious problem, and then he went to rescue him safely from the hands of the barbarians.

According to the original rumors, Jiang Lan was just a dandy second ancestor who indulged in sexual activities and bullied men and women. However, as his many actions in the magical disaster on Feixian Island spread, many people also changed their original prejudice against him. , admired his integrity and overall view, and became awe-inspiring.

He is worthy of being the son of the Prime Minister, and he has never insulted the name of Fengjun of Daxia.

The ordinary people on Feixian Island would not lie about this. How could they be grateful if they had not personally experienced it?

The Imperial Capital of Great Xia, major counties and cities, as well as major Immortal Sects and Taoist families all discussed this news a lot.

In the Tantai family's land, in the quiet courtyard filled with white mist.

Tantai wore a light blue palace dress with fine cherry blossom petals embroidered on the corners.

The black hair is casually held up, with an exquisite jasper hairpin angled on the head, decorated with thin silver beaded tassels, a thin layer of powder on the face, and the jade face is flawless, delicate and moving.

Holding a bowl of soup in her hand, she pushed open the back door of the courtyard, walked through several pavilions, and walked to one of the side rooms. She didn't knock on the door, but just opened the door and walked in.

There is a curl of green smoke in the incense burner, which has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind. The smell is very good.

There was a mat on the wooden couch near the window. Jiang Lan was wrapped in a thin quilt and her hair was not tied up. There was a weak look on her handsome face, as if she was sitting quietly, and her long ink-like hair fell naturally. , against the background of the moon-white lining, the roots are crystal clear.

In Tantai Qing's eyes, Jiang Lan, who was silent at this time, seemed to have a sense of alienation and desolation that came out of the book. His aura was refined, not like a mortal, but like an immortal.

Jiang Lan noticed her arrival and motioned for her to put down the soup.

"Are you really injured?" Tantai Qing took off her embroidered shoes, gathered up her skirt, and sat down opposite him with her legs crossed.

Jiang Lan glanced at her and said, "I'm not an immortal. Isn't it normal to get hurt?"

Tantai Qing felt that his aura was indeed a little weak. When Saint Li Ran brought Jiang Lan back, he still had a strong smell of blood on his body.

The whole person really looked like he had been severely injured and tortured.

But based on her understanding of Jiang Lan, it didn't look like he would be tortured by barbarians.

He has many methods, strong strength, and cunning mind. Even Helianwen knew that the devil's will would enter his body, so how could he not have a way to deal with those barbarians?

After much thought, she felt that Jiang Lan must have been doing something else during this period of time.

But what it was, she couldn't figure out.

"You must have benefited from something..." Tantai Qing narrowed his eyes and said firmly.

Jiang Lan laughed a little and said, "I have been tortured by the barbarians for a few days in vain. If this is the benefit you say, then you can give it a try."

Tantai Qing put his hands on the mat, moved his face closer, and almost spit the orchid-like breath onto Jiang Lan's face, and said softly, "Bitch man, don't you want me to be your woman? You don’t even have this bit of trust, and you want to hide these things from me, how can you expect me to promise you?”

"Well……"

However, before she could finish her words, Jiang Lan held her face and blocked her back.

Tantai Qing immediately opened her beautiful eyes, showing anger. She clenched her two pink fists tightly and was about to break free, but Jiang Lan grabbed her wrist with her other hand.

The whole figure seemed to be imprisoned in place, unable to move and could only let it do whatever it wanted.

After a moment, Jiang Lan released her calmly, took out a clean embroidered handkerchief, and wiped her mouth.

Tantai Qing glared at him and said angrily, "You are indeed not hurt. You bastard and liar. You are so shameless. You even lied to me..."

Which seriously injured person would be as lively and energetic as him?

Moreover, she felt that Jiang Lan was now more than a little stronger than before, and even gave her an unfathomable feeling like facing her grandfather.

Has he become a powerful person in the eighth realm?

Tantai Qing suddenly couldn't believe it, and then shook his head. He could only think that Jiang Lan had gained some kind of great fortune, and his strength had grown by leaps and bounds.

She may not be able to defeat him in her lifetime.

"Do you think you can provoke me casually because I'm injured?" Jiang Lan smiled.

Tantai Qing sat back, his face suddenly cloudy and uncertain, as if he was annoyed because he knew Jiang Lan's current strength, and felt powerless because his revenge was out of reach.

After a moment, she looked at Jiang Lan again, stretched out her hand to pull him up, and then walked to the bed.

"What?" Jiang Lan raised her eyebrows and knocked her hand off.

"Practice with me..." Tantai Qing's voice was a little dull, sounding like a roar.

"I was seriously injured and haven't recovered yet. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." Jiang Lan refused.

"you have not……"

Tantai Qing suddenly became angry, and then looked at Jiang Lan's interested expression and then stopped again.

"If you beg me, I might be able to help you break through the bottleneck and allow you to condense your Dharma Body and advance to the Seventh Realm." Jiang Lan said with a smile.

"You want me to beg you? Don't even think about it." Tantai Qing sneered, turned around and was about to put on his embroidered shoes and leave.

Jiang Lan still looked at her with a smile, indifferent and unmoved.

After taking a few steps, Tantai Qing seemed to be gnashing his teeth for a while, then stopped, turned back and walked back, saying softly, "Jiang Lang, I'm begging you..."

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At the same time, in the Gongsun family's clan, the meeting hall was covered with white silk and there were many coffins placed horizontally.

Many tribesmen, covered in plain clothes and with eyes full of grief, knelt down here.