Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Although the old sect leader was puzzled, he did not ask any more questions. He stepped back and gave the venue to Qi An.

Li Jianren sat on the ground, moving backwards, begging, "Ranran, have you forgotten? I saved you, you can't repay kindness with hatred, let me go, ok?"

"help me?"

Qi An smiled: "Do you mean to steal my luck, snatch my opportunity, use me as a furnace, and finally refine it into Tianyin Pill?"

"You..." he wanted to say, how did you know my original plan?

Qi An pointed at the air, and large amounts of memories flooded into his mind.

It turns out that in his previous life, he not only successfully replaced Ye Ran as the protagonist of the world, but also married Ye Zhen and became the sect leader.

Later, he expanded his harem and turned countless women into his playthings.

After living freely in this world for nearly a hundred years, he had enough fun and "ascended to heaven" in full view of everyone.

In fact, ascension was an illusion, he was taken to the next dimension by the system.

"Based on the disgusting things you did to Ye Ran, Ye Zhen and those girls, do you think I will be punished if I kill you?" Qi An asked.

"Of course not, Sister An An, I think the heavens should send you a banner and write a letter to get rid of harm for the people."

Li Jianren was terrified and felt that he was stupid and ridiculous.

No wonder everything went wrong for him since he met Ye Ran, no wonder Ye Zhen always hated him and targeted him.

That's it!

He felt that he held the script and could manipulate everyone at will, but he didn't expect that he was the one being manipulated over the years.

Qi An stopped talking nonsense with him and moved in front of him in an instant, with his five fingers forming claws and hovering above his head.

"It has been occupying the magpie's nest for so long, it's time to return it to its original owner."

Amid Li Jianren's heart-wrenching screams, his filthy soul was pulled out bit by bit by Qi An.

Everyone present saw his dirty and ugly appearance, which was disgusting.

It turns out that this is the true appearance of this Xibei product.

Qi An closed her five fingers, and Ling Haoran screamed as she was held in her palms.

“Haoran!”

"Junior brother!"

The old sect leader and several fellow brothers didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to help Ling Haoran, who had fallen to the ground.

Helping Ling Haoran to lean against himself, the old sect master used trembling hands to explore his sea of ​​consciousness.

The young man's pure and flawless soul was hidden in an inconspicuous corner. It was extremely weak, but it did exist in this body.

It can only be said that this is the true genius cultivator. Although he cannot prevent the system from taking over his body, he cannot control his body either.

But his soul was different from that of ordinary people and it was not so easy to dissolve. He took great pains to hide himself and waited for the opportunity.

But over time, he inevitably declined and is now almost disappearing.

"Haoran, hold on, Master is here, and the brothers are here too, just hold on a little longer."

The old sect leader and several senior brothers surrounded Ling Haoran with red eyes, and put several hands on his body. Their spiritual power poured out and enveloped his weak soul.

Fugui was standing with his arms folded watching the show, but he saw the old man's red eyes and trembling hands.

She curled her lips, but finally walked forward, casually stretched out a hand and placed it on Ling Haoran's shoulder.

Forget it, since the old man has spent so much money, I might as well help him a little.

With the addition of Fugui, Ling Haoran's chest soon began to rise and fall, and his pale lips began to turn red.

Then, he weakly opened his eyes and saw his master and fellow brothers whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Master...senior brother..."

“Haoran!”

Hearing the long-lost master's voice, the old sect leader instantly burst into tears and touched his disciple's head and face. The other brothers also cried and laughed with joy.

"Great, Junior Brother is awake."

"It's good to be alive. It's good to be awake."

Looking at this touching scene, Fugui secretly complained to Qi An.

"Sister An An, did you notice? The face is still the same, but the core has changed, and the feeling is immediately different."

"What kind of nonsense literature is this? It's a different person, so of course it's different." Ata habitually made trouble.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. You are a moron and you don't understand. Sister An An, you must understand what I mean, right?"

"Ok, I know."

Qi An nodded. She of course understood what Fugui meant. She had noticed it when Ling Haoran opened his eyes just now.

The face is still the same face, but when the core is Li Jianren, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Those beautiful eyes revealed greed and calculation, and her temperament was vulgar and greasy.

But just now Ling Haoran woke up, his eyes were clear and his expression was open.

Although he was still very weak, with scars all over his face and body, he gave people the impression of a proud and upright child of destiny from a prestigious family.

"Appearance is determined by the heart. This saying is still very reasonable."

Ling Haoran was still too weak and fainted after saying a few words.

"Ah Ran, Ah Zhen, I'm going to take Hao Ran back to heal his wounds first. You guys take care of the rest."

"Okay, Grandpa."

"Got it, old man, go and do your thing."

As the eldest daughter of the Tianxuan Sect, Fugui went to assist several senior brothers in arranging for the disciples to leave the forbidden area.

Qi An looked at the Yueming Sword in his hand and understood why Ye Ran, who should have been burned to death in the alchemy furnace, ended up with his soul residing in the Yueming Sword.

The Moon-Sounding Sword seemed to have imprisoned her soul, but in fact it was protecting her.

At the beginning, Li Jianren used Ye Ran's Tianyin blood to trick the Yueming Sword into recognizing its master.

But when he pierced Ye Ran's chest with the Yueming Sword, the sword was stained with blood. It sensed a familiar breath and recognized its true master.

So, when Ye Ran was on the verge of death, as soon as her soul left her body, the Yueming Sword sucked her into the sword and hid her well.

Otherwise, Ye Ran would have been killed long ago, she would not have gone to the void space, and Li Jianren would continue to roam freely in the next world and continue to harm those heroines.

This may be the last bit of luck for this son of destiny, and also his destiny.

Qi An flicked the Yueming Sword lightly and praised, "Little Yueming, I'd like to thank you on behalf of Ye Ran."

The blade of the Yueming Sword bent slightly, and the sword spirit inside, which had not yet awakened its intelligence, seemed to sense something and the sword body trembled slightly.

Qi An saw a young man with delicate features inside. It was him who had used up all his skills to protect Ye Ran’s soul in his previous life.

After Ye Ran left, the sword spirit dissipated and the Yueming Sword was sealed.

In his new life, Qi An clearly saw a faint red line on the young sword spirit's body, that was... love.

Qi An held Li Jianren's soul in her palm. She raised her fist and smiled, "The upgraded Eighteen Levels of Hell welcome you again."

"No...don't...just kill me..."

He didn't want to go back to that nightmare hell. He would rather die immediately.

"You wish to end my suffering in one swoop. Just enjoy yourself in the Eighteenth Level of Hell. When I feel better, I will consider giving you a quick death."

After Qi An finished speaking, he threw Li Jianren into the inner demon hell again, and it was an improved and upgraded hell. There is no most exciting thing, only more exciting things.