Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

Under the attack of the demon clan led by Han Cang, the Heavenly Realm was retreating steadily, and it didn't take long to arrive at the majestic gate of the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King of the Dragon Clan sleeps for thousands of years and doesn't care about world affairs. The various dragons wander in the three thousand worlds. Today's Dragon Palace only has the three dragon sons Xiaofeng and the seven dragon sons Bi An.

Since his return, Bi An, the seventh dragon, has locked himself in the cold pool and never came out. The third dragon did not show up at such a critical juncture.

Not only the third son of the Dragon Clan, but even the Heavenly Emperor is missing, the dragons in the entire heaven have no leader, and the demon army led by Han Cang uses a desperate style of fighting. That's why Han Cang called all the way.

Han Cang waved back a group of excited demons in front of the cold pool, and then walked over.

The Emperor of Heaven stood alone at the entrance of the cold pond, and the mocking wind of life and death poured down not far away.

"Han Cang, do you know that doing this is a capital offense?"

The Heavenly Emperor looked at the bloody Han Cang in front of him, his eyes flickering.

Han Cang stopped, and the cold sword in his hand was dripping with blood, forming a blood path.

He looked at the haggard Heavenly Emperor, and narrowed his bloody eyes in displeasure, with a cold light flickering inside. He wanted to kill the Heavenly Emperor, but his remaining reason stopped him.

"I won't kill you."

Han Cang said coldly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, completely disregarding the current Emperor of Heaven.

"You can't last long with your current appearance."

The Emperor of Heaven was easily seen through by the current Han Cang, and his aging face instantly became more haggard.

"Do you have to go in?"

Han Cang flicked the cold sword in his hand, the dazzling red light drew a piercing line, he pressed on step by step, and walked towards the Heavenly Emperor.

"The bamboo is mine."

"It can only be mine."

The more he was about to see the bamboo hole, the more excited Han Cang was. A ball of flames in his chest was constantly burning, which made him almost uncontrollable, so he rushed in immediately.

"You will regret this."

The aging Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes and stepped aside, his old face full of sorrow and sadness.

"I am for your own good, you will understand me."

Han Cang remained unmoved by the words of the Emperor of Heaven, and not killing him himself was already his biggest concession.He walked past the Heavenly Emperor step by step, and said coldly, ironically, and conceitedly: "I will not regret it."

"Whoever I am, whoever you are."

"I never regret it."

"I only know that that person is mine, and death is also mine."

"Others, nothing else matters."

Han Cang's words made the hands under the long sleeves of the Emperor of Heaven tremble uncontrollably. Han Cang, with his back turned, used all his strength to support himself.

Han Cang walked to the foot of Qishan Mountain, this scorched black mountain peak.He raised his hand, held the long sword horizontally, and slashed forward fiercely. In an instant, the ground shook, and the ground split from the middle, revealing the moss-covered steps.

Han Cang couldn't restrain the corner of his mouth from twitching, and took a step down.

Before he was about to enter the ground, Han Cang turned his head and uttered the last sentence cruelly to the crumbling Heavenly Emperor.

"Yin Shuang never loved you, not at all."

"She doesn't hate you either."

"Because you don't deserve it."

After the words fell, Han Cang walked into the ground, and the Heavenly Emperor behind him finally couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. The last trace of illusion was also broken by Han Cang himself, just like the belief that had supported the Heavenly Emperor for thousands of years collapsed , He can no longer deceive himself into thinking that there was love between them.

"Han Cang... Bi An, does he already know?"

"My child, why don't you understand me?"

"Yin Shuang... Yin Shuang...why..."

The Emperor of Heaven crouched on the ground, his majesty that belonged to the Emperor of Heaven was gone, and his yellow robe was covered with dust. Now he was like a decadent old man.

At the edge of the cold pool, Zhu Chang stood aside and watched the crazy Yinshuang with cold eyes. The terrifying pressure gradually approaching from behind made Zhu Chang's hairs stand on end. He knew that Han Cang was coming.

The sound of "tick tock" appeared behind Zhuchang along with the sound of steady footsteps. Zhuchang turned around and saw Han Cang with scarlet eyes.

Han Cang saw everything in the cold pool, and when he saw Bi An in the middle of the cold pool, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Bamboo tree."

Han Cang curled his mouth, revealing a cruel and excited distorted smile.

"You're finally going to be mine."

Zhu Xi clenched the corners of his mouth tightly, rejection was written all over his body, he took a step back and stood by the cold pool, and if he took another step back, he would be bounced away by the barrier.

"Han Cang, I thank you very much for saving me, but I don't belong to you."

Han Cang walked towards the bamboo pole until he was almost attached to the bamboo pole.

He lowered his head, put his lips close to Zhu Tong's ear, deliberately pressed against Zhu Tong's cold ear, and said cruelly: "You will belong to me soon."

As the words fell, there was a sound of silk cracking in the empty ground, Han Cang pressed the bamboo stick tightly on the transparent barrier, and his sharp nails directly tore the bamboo stick's outer shirt.

The barrier covering the cold pool kept pushing and resisting the bamboo stick, and Han Cang pressed the bamboo stick on it with brute force. Although the strength was not strong enough to make the bamboo stick feel painful, it would not feel good either.

When the outer shirt was torn to pieces by Han Cang on the ground, the bamboo blade hidden in the bamboo sleeve stabbed fiercely at Han Cang's abdomen, but now Han Cang was like a copper-skinned iron bone, and the bamboo blade broke with one stab. Han Cang was not injured at all.

"Han Cang! Stop!"

Zhu Xie's cheeks were flushed because of anger, and the redness spread along the cheeks and ears to the neck, and seemed to go all the way down the neck to the clothes.

"Ah--"

Han Cang pressed against Zhu's forehead, and Zhu's sweat was sticking wetly between the foreheads of the two of them. Han Cang didn't mind at all, suppressed him firmly, and said softly: "Is that the Bi An you've been thinking about?"

"Now you are being pressed here by me, wanton and frivolous, how will he react?"

"Is this the kind of person you love? Such a coward?"

"You reject me just because of this kind of person? Huh?"

Every word of Han Cang's words fell into the bamboo stick's ears like a sharp sword piercing his heart. A few words hurt him more than cutting him with a few knives.

Zhu Xun opened his lips slightly, trying to say something to refute Han Cang, but he struggled to turn his head, and in the middle of the cold pool behind him, Bi An's figure remained motionless.

"Snapped--"

Not far away, Yinshuang didn't notice the actions of the two of them, and kept repeating the movements of walking over and falling down again and again.

Han Cang's cold fingertips ran down Zhu's cheeks all the way, sometimes lingering and sometimes cruelly caressing Zhu's cheeks and neck, and finally stopped at the collar of Zhu's snow-white obscene clothes.

"Instead of looking at a fool, you should look at me, at how I violated you, possessed you, and got you in front of your favorite Bi An."

Han Cang's words made Zhu Tong feel cold all over, he struggled like crazy, grabbed the broken bamboo blade in his hand and stabbed Han Cang one after another, dripping blood dripped between his fingers, Han Cang still Unscathed.

Zhu's struggle did not have any effect on Han Cang, but it made him even more angry. He was short of breath, and his hand holding Zhu's became more and more forceful, and he simply tore open the skirt of Zhu's chest.

His pale and thin chest was exposed to the air, and Zhu's angry chest heaved violently. He turned his wrist and cut directly at his neck with the half bamboo blade in his hand.

Han Cang's eyes widened in shock, his crimson eyes shrunk into terrifying slender animal pupils, he stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed Zhu's wrist, but he still drew a shallow mark on his neck .

"you!"

Han Cang grabbed Zhu Chang's long hair and forced him to look up at him, seeing Zhu Chang's cold eyes, Han Cang's anger suddenly calmed down, or turned to something else.

He leaned between the bamboo stick's neck, licked off the bright red blood that flowed from the wound, and then threw the bamboo stick hard to the ground.

Suddenly being thrown to the side, with severe pain in his back, Zhu Chong lay on the ground and couldn't help coughing a few times. He looked up and saw Han Cang walking over and grabbing Yinshuang.

"Since you care about him so much, I will let Yinshuang, in front of you, be with the person you love the most!"

As Han Cang spoke, his five fingers formed into claws, and he stabbed viciously at the barrier beside the cold pool.

The transparent barrier seemed fragile, but it bounced back strongly when Han Cang attacked.

Han Cang squinted his eyes, and simply lifted the cold sword and slashed at it. Suddenly, a dazzling white light and a pitch-black cold light lit up on the ground, and the two rays of light were fighting against each other desperately.

Zhuxue got up while gathering the lapels of his clothes, and rushed towards the bright light.

And Xiaofeng, whose keel had been pulled, actually struggled to climb down, and was almost blinded by the intense glare just as he climbed to the cold pool.

When the strong light faded, Han Cang had tightly locked the bamboo stick in his arms, while Yinshuang had already jumped off the cold pool and swam towards the middle.

"The enchantment is gone..."

Zhuzhen looked at Yinshuang who was about to bump into Bi An, and muttered to himself.

Han Cang licked the corner of Zhu's lips, and said cruelly: "Look, your favorite Bi An is about to be hugged by others."

The neglected Xiaofeng was lying on the ground, with a deep red blood behind him, his eyes widened, watching Yinshuang run towards Bi An, and he kept shouting in his heart, yes, that's it, my real brother, take you back Keel!

"Snapped--"

"how come!"

Seeing what happened in front of him, Xiao Feng shouted uncontrollably, but at this moment Han Cang and Zhu Chang had no time to pay attention to him.

Bi An opened his eyes, and Bi An, who had been sitting in the middle of the cold pool, suddenly opened a pair of star-like eyes when Yinshuang was about to touch him, and threw Yinshuang out viciously!

"Qi An!"

Zhu Xi broke free from Han Cang's confinement in surprise, and rushed towards Bi An, but didn't notice Han Cang's dazed expression behind him, nor did he notice that Bi An, who woke up, didn't even look at him.