Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Duan Zhuoyan did not rush to ask questions upon seeing this, but just looked at the angry Ye Wanyi quietly.

Ye Wanyi also knew that she had lost her composure. She had always been uninterested in Master Chanxin's identity, and now she was somewhat afraid of bluffing in front of him.

"Master Zenxin, please go back."

"When will the seal on Jiang Qing be removed?"

Ye Wan frowned, not understanding why Duan Zhuoyan cared so much about Jiang Qing.

She raised her red lips and asked, "Master Zenxin will also intervene in the karma of others?"

Once Jiang Qing succeeds, the plan she has painstakingly planned for many years can slowly unfold.

Perhaps seeing what Ye Wanyi was thinking, Duan Zhuoyan stopped forcing her. As his open palm clenched into a fist, the golden light in his eyes faded away.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of Ye Wanyi.

Ye Wan took a long time to calm her breathing, cold sweat broke out on her back. It was still too creepy to come into contact with Chan Xin face to face.

Ye Wanyi was deeply impressed by the cold and ruthless look of Duan Zhuoyan holding the magic staff. The magic staff containing supreme golden light only needed a slight touch to turn her into ashes.

Now Duan Zhuoyan has changed his temper and doesn't care about what she did.

She stood there, pressing the scarlet nail polish hard into her palm.

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Jiang Qing sat cross-legged on the bed. The area defined by the discipline circle was too small. She could not go anywhere and could only wait for Duan Zhuoyan to come back.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long before she saw Duan Zhuoyan reappear in the bedroom.

He did not approach Jiang Qing, but remained in the room, staring at Jiang Qing motionlessly.

"…Prince?"

Jiang Qing raised his eyes to glance at him. Duan Zhuoyan's expression, standing like a pine tree, was somewhat similar to those golden Buddha statues.

Duan Zhuoyan lowered his eyes and said, "You don't have to be so distant. You can call me by my name."

"Liang Zhuoyan?"

"Duan Zhuoyan, the fire burns the heart, the jade is flawless."

"I'd better call you Master." Jiang Qing uncrossed his legs and let them hang over the edge of the bed. "Master, when will you let me leave?"

Suddenly, a voice in Duan Zhuoyan's heart told him to never let the person in front of him leave.

"You still have not answered my question."

what is the problem?

Jiang Qing was stunned, and recalled the questions Duan Zhuoyan had asked her before.

"I am an orphan. I don't know where I come from or where my home is."

Her voice was a little cold when she answered, as if she didn't want to recall.

"Really?" Duan Zhuoyan asked back.

He suddenly made seals with his hands and began to chant long passages of Sanskrit, moving step by step towards Jiang Qing who was lying on the bed.

Jiang Qing wanted to escape, but the circle of discipline left her with nowhere to escape.

Waves of warmth came from my abdomen, the feeling was both strange and familiar.

There was a lot of Sanskrit written on the half of Duan Zhuoyan's arm that was exposed, and the golden light was so bright that Jiang Qing couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Golden light began to float around Duan Zhuoyan, enveloping him. A rune shot into Jiang Qing's body, without any pain, but with a hint of warmth.

She wanted to speak, but her throat suddenly tightened.

Fragments of memories that had once emerged in my mind came flooding back like a tidal wave.

"Uh…"

She lay down on the bed, her vision going dark.

It was completely different from the feeling of exhaustion during training. This kind of darkening seemed to be brought by the outside world, filling her up and emptying her inch by inch.

Duan Zhuoyan had not yet finished speaking Sanskrit when another rune was cast down.

Jiang Qing's frail body couldn't stop shaking. She tried to sit up from the bed, but to no avail.

Duan Zhuoyan had no intention of removing the seal by force, but after meeting Ye Wanyi today, he realized that she would not remove the seal for Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing is her tool.

He really won't interfere with the cause and effect of others.

But that was Jiang Qing.

He had already interfered with Jiang Qing's cause and effect by saving the little fox.

To him, Jiang Qing is an unfathomable mystery, a poem that he cannot understand, and even more so, an inexplicable thought in his heart.

He didn't understand why he always had delusions that didn't belong to him when he saw Jiang Qing, just like he didn't understand why he couldn't see Jiang Qing's fate.

Would it be different if his eyes were empty?

But there are not so many ifs in the world. Duan Zhuoyan is determined to intervene in this cause and effect spanning two lifetimes.

Jiang Qing saw countless scenes flashing through his mind in the scorching heat.

The cramped ceiling and the dark night suddenly turned into a broken dream that was poisoned and shone with cold light. There was also Ye Wanyi, whose face was once free of scars and whose face was full of sorrow.

Every time he gasped and fought with all his might, he felt uncontrollable pain after taking the special pill made by the Dark Guard Battalion.

She remembered.

That day she was arranged to train in killing demons, but she could never defeat the wolf demon in front of her. What she carried in her arms was the only killer weapon. As long as she took it, she would have the ability to fight against the demon clan.

After being forced into a corner by the wolf demon again, Jiang Qing resolutely took the pill.

The expected pain of broken bones did not occur. Instead, it made her feel light and full of strength, giving her a better chance of winning against the wolf monster.

Once, twice...

She rode on the wolf demon's neck for the fourth time and finally cut off its head with one stroke.

She won.

But an even more powerful force is flourishing in the Dantian.

Jiang Qing couldn't help falling to the ground, her whole body limp and trembling. The wolf demon's blood flowed under her body, soaking her clothes and hair.

In a trance, she saw her hands turning into sharp claws and growing white hair.

Jiang Qing tried his best to stand up, the energy in his dantian rushed straight to his forehead, and the energy in his body surged wildly.

Scarface came to open the door, but he was not Scarface at that time.

Jiang Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he never let go of the Broken Dream in his hand. When he saw the person coming, he raised his knife and rushed forward.

The two men wrestled for dozens of rounds in the dim light, but Jiang Qing's strength grew stronger and stronger, and Scarface was at a disadvantage and had to retreat and dodge in the end.

Until there is no retreat.

Jiang Qing held Duan Meng tightly and chopped down on his face. The sharp cold knife slanted down from the corner of his forehead to the corner of his jaw, and the next point of the knife fell directly at his heart.

Scarface predicted at that moment and stabbed Jiang Qing in the abdomen with the weapon in his hand.

Jiang Qing's dazed mind became clear for a moment. She saw the scars on Scarface's face and murmured, "I'm sorry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from Scarface's sight in a flash.

She didn't know when the demonic power in her body was awakened. She rushed all the way from the underground of the Dark Guard Camp to the top, and then ran all the way south.

later…

She didn't know the way and ran all the way to Qingshan. She was exhausted and fainted on the ground. The demonic power was suddenly activated and ran rampant in her body strangely. Finally, she turned into a fox.

Jiang Qing woke up once during the journey, dragged his injuries into the dense forest, and fell into coma again due to his serious injuries.

"You have human blood flowing in your veins, you can definitely enter Qingshan..."

"Your mother fell in love with a mortal..."

A familiar yet unfamiliar female voice sounded in Jiang Qing's mind. Who is she?

"Jiang Qing, the Nine-tailed Fox Clan needs you."

Jiang Qing closed her eyes tightly. Duan Zhuoyan stood beside the bed, watching her sweating profusely, and the Buddhist beads in his palm fell back one by one.

The two runes he used just now broke most of the seal that was originally imprisoned in Jiang Qing's body. She should be able to recall a lot of memories.

"Jiang Qing, I want you to kill Master Chanxin..."

"Little fox, I will teach you how to practice..."

It turns out that she is from the nine-tailed fox clan and is a demon.

Jiang Qing suddenly opened his eyes, a purple halo surrounded his body, and demonic energy surged into the sky.