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It felt like an ant facing a dragon. No matter how he mobilized the strength in his body, he could not shake Yang Jian at all.

"Who are you? Why are you helping them?" the young prince asked gritting his teeth, with a resentful glint in his eyes.

Yang Jian shook his head, a golden light flashing in his eyes: "I am the Holy Lord Erlang of Guanjiangkou, and my target is the person behind you!"

The young prince was stunned when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed.

He felt that the power that did not belong to him was wildly agitated and seemed to be about to break out of his body.

Yang Jian's eyes focused, and he instantly flashed in front of Huan Du Luolan and Huan Du Qingtian.

He formed a seal with one hand, and a brilliant golden light burst out from his palm, turning into a semicircular protective shield that enveloped the three of them.

"Boom—!"

The earth-shaking explosion resounded through the sky.

With the little prince as the center, a terrifying energy storm swept across.

The solid palace walls were torn to pieces like paper, and the exquisite carved beams and painted buildings turned to dust in an instant.

Wherever the shock wave passed, half of the Southern Kingdom's palace was razed to the ground.

The smoke and dust filled the air for a long time before gradually dissipating.

Inside the golden shield, Huan Du Luolan hugged her weak father tightly, her eyes full of horror.

She had never seen such a terrible explosion. If Yang Jian had not acted in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

After Yang Jian confirmed that it was safe, he waved his hand and removed the golden shield.

At this moment, something strange happened - countless streams of purple poisonous gas gushed out from the center of the explosion, converging into Huan Du Qingtian's body like rivers flowing into the sea.

This is exactly the cultivation that was previously absorbed by the young prince, and is now returning to its original owner.

At the same time, in an unnoticed corner, a black aura quietly fled out of the palace.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand flew out, turning into a silver light and chasing after the black energy.

"It's that secret space treasure again!" Yang Jian frowned.

He sensed that after the three-pointed, double-edged sword chased for thousands of miles, the black energy still escaped with the help of some secret method.

Just as he was thinking, he heard hurried footsteps in the distance.

Lady Gai led the Five Poison Guardians and the Southern Kingdom's army and hurried over. When they saw the imperial palace reduced to ruins and Huan Du Qingtian sitting cross-legged to regulate his breathing, their faces turned pale.

"Your Majesty! We are late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive us!" Lady Gai's voice trembled and tears streamed down her face.

Huan Du Qingtian was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

Seeing this scene, Lady Gai's body stiffened a little, and her voice choked: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you..."

At this moment, he noticed Yang Jian standing beside him, and turned to look at him with hostility in his eyes. "Come on, surround him!"

Hundreds of elite monsters surrounded Yang Jian in an instant, with their weapons shining coldly pointing directly at his vital points.

Yang Jian just crossed his arms over his chest, watching the scene with a half-smile, without any intention of resisting.

Just as the other party was about to continue giving orders, an old voice sounded.

"Okay, let them all go away!" Huan Du Qingtian suddenly spoke, his voice was weak but still majestic.

He had already absorbed most of the returned cultivation, and his complexion looked much better.

Lady Gai and the others quickly knelt and pleaded, "Your Majesty, please forgive us! For some unknown reason, we were attacked by a strange force and fell into an illusion. When we woke up, we discovered that something had happened in the palace, and that's why we hurried here."

Huan Du Qingtian waved his hand, signaling them to stand up.

He knew better than anyone that even if Gai Taijun and others arrived in time, they would not be able to change anything.

Chapter 199 A girl who is just beginning to fall in love!

If Yang Jian had not come to the rescue this time, the Southern Kingdom would probably have changed hands.

Thinking of this, Huan Du Qing Tian solemnly turned to Yang Jian and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much for your help this time!"

Yang Jian turned slightly aside and did not accept the greeting: "You are welcome, Poison King. I just happened to be here."

Huan Du Luo Lan supported her father, her eyes filled with fear: "Father, are you okay?"

Huan Du Qingtian patted his daughter's head lovingly: "Okay, father is fine."

He looked around at the ruins and sighed, "It's just this palace..."

"Your Majesty, don't worry," Lady Gai said hurriedly.

"I will order the palace to be rebuilt right away."

Huan Du Qing Tian nodded, then looked at Yang Jian: "I wonder if Your Excellency... could please come over and have a chat? I have some questions that I would appreciate your help."

Yang Jian knew what he wanted to ask, and since he also needed to understand the ins and outs of the matter, he nodded in agreement.

The group came to the side hall where they were temporarily accommodated. Huan Du Qingtian asked everyone else to leave, leaving only Huan Du Luolan to accompany them.

"Master, you should know the person behind this, right?" Huan Du Qingtian asked straight to the point.

Yang Jian nodded and admitted, "Yes, I know him. The reason I took action was because of him."

"Who is it?" Huan Du Qingtian couldn't help but continue asking.

As the Poison King of the Southern Kingdom, he was almost plotted against and killed today. Naturally, it is impossible for him not to take revenge.

Yang Jian didn't say it immediately, but turned his head to look at Huan Du Luolan.

Seeing this, Huan Du Qingtian said to the other party: "Luolan, you go down first!"

After hearing what her father said, Huan Du Luolan had no choice but to do as he said.

After the other party left, only Yang and the other two were left.

"That is a being from outside the circle! Of course, she has another name, called... Feng Qi!" Yang Jian put down the teacup, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Feng Qi?" Huan Du Qingtian's pupils suddenly shrank.

He slowly raised his head, his voice trembling with disbelief: "But the previous Lord of Tushan...Fengqi?!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly, a golden light flashing in his eyes: "That's right."

The hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

Huan Du Qingtian's expression was uncertain, and his fingers were rubbing unconsciously.

As the Poison King of the Southern Kingdom who had lived for thousands of years, he naturally knew what this name represented - the Lord of Tushan who once ruled Tushan and then mysteriously disappeared for unknown reasons.

After a long while, Huan Du Qing Tian finally sighed and said, "Thank you, Master, for telling me."

He bowed solemnly and said, "Why don't you stay in my Southern Kingdom for a while? That way I can thank you for saving my life!"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I still have things to do, so I won't stay here any longer."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

Huan Du Qingtian knew that he couldn't keep the other person, so he simply stopped forcing it.

Moreover, the palace is now destroyed and needs to be rebuilt, so it is indeed not a good time to entertain guests.

Yang Jian walked out of the temporary side hall alone and passed through the dilapidated ruins of the imperial palace.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the ruins, giving this land that had survived the disaster a layer of silver glow.

"Wait, wait for me!"

A crisp voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang Jian turned around and saw Huan Du Luolan holding up her skirt, chasing after him breathlessly.

Under the moonlight, the girl's cheeks were flushed from running, and the loose hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to her smooth forehead.

"Why are you here?" Yang Jian asked with raised eyebrows.

Huan Du Luo Lan supported her knees with her hands, breathing heavily: "I'll do it... I'll do it..."

"I see," Yang Jian said with a deliberately stern face, "You're not planning on sneaking away again, are you?"

"Who said that!" Huan Du Luolan straightened up and glared at him angrily.

"I'm just here to give you a ride!" She suddenly became serious and bowed deeply to Yang Jian.

"And...thank you for saving me and my father!"

Yang Jian looked at the girl's awkward bowing posture and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He suppressed his laughter and said in a serious tone, "I just did it by chance. My target is the person behind the young prince."

"But I still want to thank you anyway."

After saying this, Huan Du Luolan stood up and carefully took out a jade pendant that was entirely emerald green from her arms.

The jade pendant is carved with delicate orchid patterns, and it glows with a warm luster under the moonlight.

"This is the jade pendant my mother left me. I'm giving it to you now!" She handed the jade pendant to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian waved his hands quickly: "No, this is not possible. Your mother left it to you. How can I take it?"

"Just accept it if I tell you to!" Huan Du Luolan stuffed the jade pendant into Yang Jian's hand without saying a word.

"I won't leave with you. My father is in poor health and the palace has gone through such a big change. I have to stay with him." Her voice suddenly lowered and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Take this jade pendant. Whenever you see it in the future, you'll remember me!"

Without waiting for Yang Jian to react, Huan Du Luo Lan turned and ran away, leaving only a sentence: "Okay, it's getting late, you should leave quickly!"

Yang Jian stood there in a daze, holding the jade pendant that still had body temperature in his hand, feeling a little amused and helpless.

The girl's words just now sounded like a confession of life and death.

But on second thought, the other party is just a little girl who has not yet fallen in love. How could she possibly understand all these love affairs?

"What a little brat..." Yang Jian shook his head and put the jade pendant in his arms.

In his eyes, Huan Du Luolan was at most a little sister who needed care, and her immature appearance did not arouse his interest at all.

Shaking off these messy thoughts, Yang Jian turned and walked towards the distance.

The silver armor shone coldly in the moonlight and quickly disappeared into the night.

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At the same time, Huan Du Luolan was skipping on the way back to the palace with an unconcealable smile on her face.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked her empty chest - where the jade pendant left to her by her mother used to hang.

"Luolan, please keep this jade pendant." In my memory, my mother's gentle voice seems to still be in my ears.

"If you meet someone you like in the future, give this jade pendant to him."

The young girl asked naively: "What is the person you like?"

Her mother smiled and patted her head: "When you encounter it, you will understand naturally."

Now, Huan Du Luolan felt that she understood.

The image of Yang Jian's handsome face, his silver armor gleaming in the moonlight, and his majestic posture as he swung his sword to slay the demon emerged in my mind...

The girl's cheeks suddenly burned and her heart beat so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest.

"He accepted it... He really accepted it..." Huan Du Luolan covered her burning cheeks, turned around on the spot, and her skirt bloomed like a flower.

At this moment, she felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

Chapter 200 The Little Girl of Shenhuoshan Villa

After leaving the southern border, Yang Jian stood on a mountain top and looked into the distance.

The night wind blew against his silver armor, making a slight hum.

He took out the orchid jade pendant from his arms and looked at it carefully in the moonlight.

"It's a nice piece of jade." Yang Jian whispered to himself.

The jade pendant feels warm to the touch, and one can faintly feel a hint of spiritual power contained in it. It must be a rare treasure.

He shook his head and put the jade pendant away again.