After the good boy went crazy

Han Yan's fingers were long and slender, as cold as ice.

Huan Ji never thought that one day he would be pinned down by Han Yan, which made Huan Ji's face very ugly.

This kind of humiliation made Huanji no longer care about other things.

But Huan Ji's movements were not as fast as Han Yan's——

At the moment when the phantom sacrifice's original godhead power condensed, Han Yan's finger that was shackling the phantom sacrifice moved upwards.It seems that the movement is very slow, but it is almost impossible to see the speed of Han Yan.

Han Yan's fingers lightly grasped the original godhead of Huan Ji.

then……

——Grip it hard.

"Ah—" Huan Ji screamed out.

If piercing the godhead before was not considered a serious injury, then the sudden shattering of the godhead at this moment caused Huanji to be completely injured and lost all resistance.

Han Yan looked at Huan Ji who was curling up on the ground in pain while holding his arm, his expression remained unchanged.

It seems to be appreciating.

"Woooooooooooooooo." Xiao Huanbing cried out in fright.

The godhead will automatically repair when it suffers heavy damage, so even if the cold flames crush the phantom sacrifice's godhead, the phantom sacrifice can still be repaired.

But the premise is that it cannot be hit hard again.

Huan Ji's fingers trembled, and his face was very pale, it was obvious that he was in extreme pain.

Han Yan looked at Huan Ji, who was unconsciously clutching her arm, with a cold expression.He didn't withdraw his arm, as if the bleeding arm was not his.

Huan Ji didn't find anything wrong either.

One is that he is now so painful that everything is blank.

Secondly, Hanyan seems to be very afraid of pain. In the past, even a little bit of injury would be unbearable, let alone now.

If Huan Ji looked up at this time, he would find that Han Yan was completely different from before.

There seems to be a huge beast hidden in the depths of Han Yan's eyes.

It's frightening.

"Ugh..."

Huanji tried his best to relieve the pain in the godhead.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yan looked at Huan Ji lying on her arm, and suddenly raised her hand to stroke Huan Ji's hair.

The long hair is soft, completely different from the coldness Han Yan imagined.

It doesn't look like the character of the long-haired owner at all.

Han Yan seemed to think of something, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Master."

Han Yan whispered in Huan Ji's ear.

This is the second sentence Han Yan said after meeting Huan Ji.

At this moment, Huan Ji shuddered and woke up slightly from the severe pain.He reluctantly looked at Han Yan in front of him, and finally realized something.

cold flame...

It seems that he is not the former Han Yan.

"you……"

Han Yan seemed to know what Huan Ji wanted to say.

But he didn't answer Huan Ji, but squinted at the dazzling golden color of Huan Ji's hair.It was left when Hanyan caressed Huanji's hair just now.

"It actually made Master dirty."

Huan Ji didn't understand this nonsensical sentence.

He only senses danger.

The current Hanyan is like a dark god who has been imprisoned for hundreds of millions of years, full of uncertainty.

Especially at this time, Han Yan was covered in blood all over his body.

He didn't see clearly just now.

Now that I saw it clearly, I found that Han Yan's body was covered with blood, as if he had just walked through the tip of a knife.

It became more and more terrifying.

"Master Xijie, is it Hanyan's fault?"

"But it doesn't matter, Han Yan will help Master clean up later. Now, let me have a good chat with Master." When Han Yan said the last three words, his tone was particularly strong.

Huan Ji is not a fool.

Naturally, he knew that Hanyan was here for revenge.

He wanted to resist, but was strangled by the cold flames.

"Don't move, you don't want to break your godhead again, Master." Han Yan looked coldly at the phantom sacrifice in his hand, dragged him up and walked towards the phantom sacrifice's temple.

At this time, Huanbing couldn't bear it anymore.

Although the owner's godhead was damaged, its power was also weakened, and the blade was somewhat transparent.

But it can't just watch its owner be taken away!

So Huan Bing rushed over again——

But this time it was not shaken away or killed by the cold flames, but...

Huan Bing stared blankly at the flames in front of him.

Lieyan's sword spirit body is different from Huanbing's body, it is a bit like a little unicorn, surrounded by flames.

Lie Yan used to always run after Huan Bing.

But now Lie Yan has lost all the love and admiration for Huan Bing in the past.

Its animal pupils are cold, and there is a sword wound on its chest.

It was the sword that Huanbing pierced through Huanbing mercilessly when the owner of Huanbing killed Lieyan.

Lie Yan walked towards Huan Bing step by step.

Huan Bing was a little scared, and stepped back unconsciously.