"Then I thank you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xixue was filled with grievances and anger like a raging tide. With burning anger in her eyes, she left Lujiang Village in a hurry.
Chen Anping, I hate you!
Seeing Lin Xixue's back leaving without looking back, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Chen Anping stared straight at the sky, an invisible depression getting closer and closer to him.
He could clearly feel that the two men from Nagasawa World who had previously invaded were about to return to Blue Star.
"Huo Qilin, how much strength have you recovered now?"
"Now I have the strength of the Soul Condensing Realm, and my physical body is gradually recovering!"
Chen Anping wondered, "Why can your soul reshape the body, but the dragon's soul can't!"
"That's because my body was sealed in the realm of ink and fire by my ancestors, and the realm of ink and fire is in my body!"
Chen Anping became increasingly puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
"Master, look at this, this is the realm of ink and fire!"
……………
Tianhai Hotel.
The ice-free spell that Li Tianrui brought back had a crucial effect.
Using an ice spell to seal the flames in the hotel, preventing the flames from spreading.
Oddly enough, not long after the freezing spell was used, the flames that were supposed to be struggling to burn were extinguished without any warning.
Li Tianrui had no idea what was going on, and just led everyone to clean up the traces of the ice.
A private room in a hotel.
Qi Xiaoxia and Li Yuze had just returned here to rest for the night, and they suddenly felt a lot stranger to each other.
The former looked at the latter with a bit of contempt in his eyes, and couldn't help but question him fiercely.
"Li Yuze!"
"Are you still a man?"
"Standing idly by when I was in danger?"
"Is this what you said in the past, that you would love me regardless of anything!"
Li Yuze lay languidly on the back of the chair, his head slightly lowered, and his messy hair covered most of his face.
After hearing Qi Xiaoxia's words, he squinted his eyes distractedly and said weakly and depressedly.
"Qi Xiaoxia!"
"You and I agreed at the beginning! If you hadn't been greedy for my money, would you have stayed with me?"
"Now you are here to call me cowardly, then why didn't you just follow that dead loser!"
Qi Xiaoxia's face was stained with tears, and her sad tears made her voice hoarse, "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Three words fell.
Qi Xiaoxia burst into tears and rushed out of the room, the air passing by became a bit more desolate.
Li Yuze stood there with dull eyes, a vicious light flashing in his eyes, staring at Qi Xiaoxia's back.
Hmph!
You woman is unkind, so don’t blame me for being unjust!
Qi Xiaoxia left the hotel.
She looked around aimlessly for a way out, and the tears in her heart could not help but stain her heart.
Home...can't go back.
The rental house where he and Chen Anping lived in the past has also been evicted. Where should they go now?
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!"
Qi Xiaoxia sadly recalled every bit of the past, and the scenes that seemed to be imprinted in the depths of her soul gradually played.
Suddenly, an uncontrollable smile appeared on her face.
Anping...
A hazy and familiar face gradually appeared in front of Qi Xiaoxia's eyes, as if Chen Anping was vaguely in front of her as before.
She stretched out her hand vigorously, and suddenly she felt a pair of extremely cold palms holding her hand.
"Anping...are you back?"
“Xiaoxia, it’s me! I’m Lin Xixue!”
“Xixue...”
Qi Xiaoxia rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and saw that the person holding her hand was Lin Xixue.
Lin Xixue took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, and persuaded her earnestly.
"Xiaoxia, did you have a quarrel with Li Yuze?"
Qi Xiaoxia shook her head violently, "No! It's all my problem!"
“I went to see Chen Anping just now, and he no longer feels the same way about you.” Qi Xiaoxia seemed to have expected this. She stared straight ahead, burying her sadness deep in her heart.
“Xixue, can you go have a drink with me?”
……………
"Don't hurt my baby Ling Qing!"
In Lujiang Village.
Chen Anping stood there depressed, the scene of Xu Lingqing encountering fatal danger suddenly appeared in his mind.
Damn old monster!
I have long seen that you are not a good person, and now you dare to hurt my baby Ling Qing.
I want your life!
Immediately, Chen Anping looked at his small remaining balance, and then looked at the recharge system on the screen.
His hot heart couldn't help but feel half cold, and he beat his thigh hard with his hand.
“Damn it!”
“Why is this happening!”
"The Zhuxian Sword, there is the Zhuxian Sword for me!"
Severely ill, Chen Anping's current state was no different from that of a seriously ill patient.
At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword in his hand revealed a strange color, and there was actually a wisp of power from the great avenue of heaven and earth on the sword's edge.
One thought of heaven and earth, one thought of killing the immortals!
Chen Anping focused all his thoughts on the Zhuxian Sword, penetrated the power of the Zhuxian Sword with his naked eyes, and forcibly turned it into a thought and integrated it into his mind.
The sword enters!
Chen Anping gritted his teeth, painfully intertwined the sword with the painting, and painted with the sword.
Just for a moment, the pain almost caused Chen Anping to bleed from his orifices, and he even felt an endless tearing sensation all over his body.
The sword comes out!
Chen Anping focused all his consciousness on the picture, and used the Zhuxian Sword to break the shackles embedded in the picture!
Sword walks! One sword slashed out of the cave.
Xu Lingqing's face was so red that she had no ability to struggle. She clenched the purple gold hairpin tightly with one hand and could not move.
Her delicate body was trembling constantly, and her expression showed fear and desperate pain.
In an instant, a clicking sound echoed in the cave, and no one knew where the sound came from.
There was a small crack visible to the naked eye in the center of the Yinxu old ghost's palm, which seemed to have cracked from the center of the palm.
"What is going on?"
The old ghost with a weak heart suddenly let go of his palm, staring at the palm of his hand with some horror, watching the crack widening.
One millimeter, two millimeter, five millimeter...
Gradually, the crack became an inch wide, and blood slowly overflowed from his palm.
A sharp sword with an extremely murderous aura stabbed out of his body.
「Ah!」