Villain: At the beginning, my beautiful master molested me!

Late night, Yuling Peak, Qian Xinglan Mansion

"You're not going home today? Chen Yu, you stinky man!"

When Qian Xinglan saw the message on the token, he cursed out loud in anger.

"It was the same yesterday and today. Why didn't he die outside?"

"Wild man, stinky man!"

Qian Xinglan was so angry that she stomped her feet back and forth, and she seemed to have forgotten why she had been waiting at home.

Suddenly, a strong spiritual energy gathered into the house.

Qian Xinglan saw the ring on the table emitting a bright green light.

She immediately put away her temper and said seriously: "The old soul has awakened."

She walked to the table and picked up the ring.

Then, she input a strong and extremely rich spiritual energy into the ring.

At first, the ring would conflict with her aura.

But as time went on, it gradually lost ground.

The green light gradually dimmed and was replaced by Qian Xinglan's golden-purple spiritual power.

She was forcing the ring to change its owner.

Any weapon, skill, or treasure will recognize its owner through the owner's spiritual energy.

Qian Xinglan's approach was to use spiritual energy that was twice the maximum capacity of the ring to forcibly flush out Lin Feng's spiritual energy.

It took about half an hour for the spiritual energy in the ring to be completely replaced by Qian Xinglan.

"My dear friend, may I ask why you are willing to sacrifice your own body to make me change my master?"

The soul of the old man emerged from the ring, emitting a golden and purple aura.

"From what I can see, you are in poor health. If you waste your spiritual energy like this, you may suffer from some injuries."

Qian Xinglan's forehead was covered with sweat, and the spiritual energy around him became thinner.

She looked at Hun Lao with disdain in her eyes, which made Hun Lao feel uncomfortable.

"Do you still remember who I am? Hun Lao." Zi Lingyan wiped the sweat off her face and stared at Hun Lao.

Hun Lao was puzzled by this question. He had never seen this woman before, so how could he remember her?

He stroked his beard, trying hard to search for the image of Qian Xinglan in his memory.

"This woman looked at me with such sharp eyes, could it be that I have offended her?"

Thinking this, Hun Lao said to Qian Xinglan.

"I'm sorry, I'm old now, I really don't remember where I've seen you before."

Qian Xinglan chuckled and said softly: "It's okay, you will remember me when you see this."

She turned around, with her back to Hun Lao, and stroked her clothes with her fingers.

The clothes on her back gradually became transparent, and the shocking scars on her back were revealed.

At that moment, Hun Lao was a little dazed, and his memory instantly returned to that rainy night.

Ancient well, little girl, Lin Feng dug her back with his hands.

"It's you, you're the child on that rainy night!"

Hun Lao shouted in fear. In that accident, he was a bystander, but he was also Lin Feng's accomplice.

When Lin Feng went crazy, he did not try to stop him.

He had the ability to do so, but he didn't, he just watched silently.

Connived at Lin Feng to do this dirty thing.

"You are still alive, still alive." Hun Lao muttered to himself.

Qian Xinglan took his fingers away and the clothes returned to their original state.

She turned around and looked at Hun Lao, sneering.

"Why, are you so unhappy to see me alive?"

"Old Soul?"

Hun Lao did not answer and continued talking to himself.

"You shouldn't have survived. If you survived, what about Lin Feng?"

"If you hadn't died, he would have been shaken."

"He will lose the opportunity God has given him. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

At this point, Hun Lao started shouting, and even his expression seemed a little crazy.

"You don't know how hard he works."

"He grew up in such a poor environment, and he was so eager to stand out."

"But he happens to have water spiritual roots!"

"It's obviously a Yang body! A Yang body that only appears once in a century!"

"Why? God is not fair anymore!"

"Why was hope given to him, only to be extinguished again?"

Hun Lao vented his emotions, crying to the victims of the accident and telling them how sad the murderer's situation was.

Qian Xinglan looked at him blankly. What a selfish and pathetic person he was.

What a despicable person you are who is still trying to excuse the perpetrator's behavior even now.

"You are fully aware of the misfortunes of others, but why?"

"Why do you want to deprive me of the little luck I have left?"

"I managed to survive the sword of my enemies. Isn't this a glimmer of hope given to me by God?"

Qian Xinglan talked about the past calmly. She did not look excited, nor was she emotionally unstable.

She just stood in front of Hun Lao and spoke frankly.

"Didn't you and Lin Feng also take away my hope?"

"Without spiritual roots, how can I seek revenge? Without cultivation, how can I seek justice for my family?"

"What qualifications do you have to complain about the injustice of heaven?"

Qian Xinglan placed his palm on Hun Lao's head. Because the soul ring had changed owners, Hun Lao's body was controlled by Zi Lingyan.

He couldn't move and could only watch Qian Xinglan search his memory.

"You are such a sanctimonious hypocrite."

After saying this, Hun Lao suddenly felt his spirit begin to dissipate and his body could no longer be maintained.

"What did you do to me? What kind of tricks did you use?!"

Qian Xinglan smiled and said, "Ah, didn't you know? I thought Yuling Peak's soul-searching technique was very famous."

"Soul-searching technique? What soul-searching technique?"

Hun Lao screamed in shock, his face began to disappear, and only half of his palm remained.

"It is a technique that can only be used on dead people and can reveal all the memories of a person before death."

Having said this, Hun Lao became even more panicked, his life energy was rapidly dissipating.

This is not as simple as falling asleep in the past. No amount of spiritual power can rescue him.

His mind was working rapidly, and he begged hurriedly: "Don't kill me, my friend! Don't kill me!"

"You don't know Lin Feng's body, right? You want to take back his spiritual roots, no, your spiritual roots, right?"

"I know where I can find his body!"

Qian Xinglan scratched her ear nonchalantly, and she looked at the table with a wicked smile.

When she raised her eyes to look at Hun Lao, her pupils had already shown a faint golden color.

"Condensed Spiritual Eyes..." Soul Elder looked at Qian Xinglan in shock, "You don't need my help at all..."

"Those eyes that can see through everything..."

Finally, Hun Lao laughed for no apparent reason, and his body dissipated.