Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Yan Canglan couldn't believe her ears.

[Are you sure! She has the Emperor's aura?]

[Yes, and it's very strong.] Xiao Ling said, whispering greedily, [It's much stronger than the imperial aura of the Emperor's daughter Feng Zhen, whom you've tried so hard to please...]

Yan Canglan suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

If she could devour this person's fate, wouldn't her imperial breath be superior to Feng Zhen's?

To be honest, if Feng Zhen wasn't lucky, why would she bother trying so hard to please her? Like a dog licking her.

Emperor Qianyun, oh no, he is now the Great Emperor.

Although the emperor dotes on Feng Zhen, she is rational and sober. If she knew that she was the most suitable person to be her successor, would she do her best to train her?

"What are you still standing there for? Get started!"

Yan Canglan gave the order excitedly, but the Qingshen soldiers did not move at all, because an indescribable and terrifying pressure beyond the law came from the deep space, like the chaotic and boundless waters of the underworld, firmly imprisoning their limbs.

It was as if if they dared to move even a little, every inch of their flesh and blood would be corroded by rust.

"I want to see who dares to move."

"Who... is it?" Yan Canglan shouted coldly, "Why are you playing tricks on me? Get out... ah..."

A pale, slender hand emerged from the mist and suddenly grabbed Yan Canglan's neck from behind.

“Ahh…ah…”

Yan Canglan was pinched so hard that her eyes rolled back.

It’s a pity that now, neither the mistress of the Si family nor other people who want to have a relationship with Qingyu City dare to step out.

Because the person who suddenly appeared and was furious... was Lord Ming Zi.

Ming Zi pinched Yan Canglan's throat and lifted her up high, but his eyes were fixed on the back of the Void Gate.

"Haha, I didn't even know that my Qianyun World had become the back garden of your Qingyu City? It seems unreasonable if I don't give you an explanation, Yan Baili."

"I'm sorry, Master Ming Zi." The man's clear and melodious voice came from behind the Void Gate, blaming her, but without a trace of guilt. "My Lan'er is still a child. Please forgive me, Master Ming Zi."

Ming Zi and the man were obviously of the same type, both very protective of their children. He said sinisterly, "I don't care if you're a child or not. If you don't get out here and admit your mistake to my child, your unfortunate child won't be able to go back either."

"Your child?"

"Yes, Wushuang, come here."

"..."

"Wushuang?"

"..."

Ming Zi looked up at Ji Wushuang and found that her face was pale. There was a small elf on her shoulder, busy wiping Ji Wushuang's sweat.

"Yan Baili! Fuck you!"

Ming Zi finally discovered that Ji Wushuang was abnormal, her soul was injured.

"what have you done?"

Ming Zi turned and stared coldly at Yan Canglan, who was so scared that she almost cried, but she couldn't speak and could only shake her head with all her might.

Ming Zi showed his slightly sharp white teeth and cast his gaze at the head of the Jiang family standing beside him.

"You said."

The patriarch of the Jiang family was completely stunned. How could he know that this Young Master Ji was the descendant of Lord Ming Zi?

If he had known, he would never have let Master Ji be targeted like this.

The head of the Jiang family did not dare to hide anything and could only tell everything he "saw". Others could not hear the trick, so how could Ming Zi not hear it?

Yan Canglan deliberately injured himself in order to trigger the Yan family's restrictions and kill Ji Wushuang.

He knew that Ji Wushuang was a Saint-level soul, but even a Saint-level soul was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. This showed how much hatred the person behind the scenes had shown.

"Very good, then blood for blood!"

Ming Zi lifted up the terrified Yan Canglan and threw him to the ground. Seeing this, the Qingshen soldiers rushed forward to serve as cushions, but Ming Zi showed no mercy and slaughtered them along with the Qingshen soldiers.

"what--"

In an instant, dozens of Qing Shen soldiers were pierced by Ming Zi, blood spurted out, broken limbs and debris flew everywhere, but Yan Canglan in the center protected them firmly.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Yan Canglan was really scared. She held her head tightly with both hands, and blood kept gushing out of her body until a slender, cold hand gently patted her body, and the feeling of oppression that was about to crush her internal organs stopped.

She looked up in fear and found a man with silver hair and silver eyes standing in front of her.

He is spotless and as pure as the moon in the sky. The stars are his embellishment and the frost and snow are his breath. He is so beautiful that he does not seem real.

As soon as she saw him, Yan Canglan burst into tears.

"Woo woo, Uncle Baili, save me..."

Yan Baili sighed lightly and said, "Okay, this matter is your fault. Apologize to this young friend." Even if the apology is over, in Yan Baili's view, my child has apologized, what else do you want?

This is domineering.

Ji Wushuang, who had been silent, suddenly raised his eyes and said, "I don't want your apology. Just give me the stone in your hand."

After saying this, Ji Wushuang grinned with his small white teeth, looking harmless.

When Yan Canglan heard that Ji Wushuang actually wanted her "spiritual seed", she immediately placed the spiritual seed into her sea of ​​consciousness and said with a fearless look: "Impossible, don't dream! Uncle Baili! Please help me! She wants to steal my things!"

Ji Wushuang said "Oh" and thought to himself, are you the only one who has an uncle?

Damn, I have one too!

Ji Wushuang immediately looked at Ming Zi pitifully: "Uncle Ming, my soul is injured, it hurts so much, Uncle Ming, help me beat him up, including this guy who looks like a dog. Uncle Ming, if you are afraid that you can't beat him, I will call someone to help you."

Ming Zi knew that Ji Wushuang had "bad intentions", but he was gradually lost in her repeated calls of "Uncle". When he reacted, Ji Wushuang had already started to shake people, oh no, she was shaking the beast.

She first opened her palms, showing the Taoist totems left by the Hanging Water Qilin and the Red Flame Golden Crow, and began to cry towards the totems.

“呜呜呜，救命啊悬水爷爷，救命！”

"Oh, oh, Grandpa Chi Yan, help me!"

The idea of ​​calling him "Grandpa" was inspired by Yan Canglan.

She is injured now and must learn to show weakness. What's the harm in pretending to be pitiful?

As long as it’s useful!

The phantom of the Qilin and the three-legged golden crow received the Taoist text in their respective ancestral lands. When they heard Ji Wushuang calling them "Grandpa", they didn't even bother to take a nap and appeared quickly.

As the "guardian sacred beasts" of the two tribes, Ming Zi and Yan Baili were both familiar with the appearance of the Hanging Water Qilin and the Red Flame Golden Crow.

Obviously, neither of them expected that the person Ji Wushuang was talking about shaking was actually someone else's sacred beast that protected the tribe!

Isn't this too outrageous?

Xuanshui Qilin: "Xiao Wushuang, what's wrong with you?"

Red Flame Golden Crow: "Hey, Xiao Wushuang, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Wushuang's face was pale as he said pitifully, "I was beaten up. Those bad guys didn't even want to pay me any compensation. Can you guys help me?"

When they heard that Ji Wushuang was injured, the two old men were stunned and immediately glared at each other.

"What! Who dares to touch you!!!"

This is the Hanging Water Qilin. When the Qilin roars and falls, even if it takes away countless star fields, it will cause the hearts of everyone present to be shaken. Especially those who have evil thoughts and strange cultivation methods will vomit blood directly.

The one who vomited the most happily was, of course, Yan Canglan.

If Yan Baili had not used his strength to protect her, she would have vomited and fainted on the spot.

"Damn it! Who dares to bully the precious child of my Three-legged Golden Crow clan!!!"

The Red Flame Golden Crow has a violent temper. Its flames are extremely yang and fierce, and can dispel all evil spirits. This influence and oppression are innate, just like the smell of the stinking flower. Defenses, formations, and restrictions cannot resist it.

Look, Yan Canglan, who was just protected by Yan Baili, vomited blood again.

Yan Baili couldn't help but frown and looked at her, "Lan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Canglan had a splitting headache, and the "soul bone" that was parasitic in her sea of ​​consciousness was also in great pain.

"Yan Canglan! Hurry and hand me over to him! I'll take advantage of his injury, enter his sea of ​​consciousness, and devour him! That way, we can both ascend to heaven in one leap! Otherwise, when the guardian beasts of the Qilin and Three-legged Golden Crow arrive, both you and I will die!"