Chapter 118 She shouldn't exist

Author: Qingcha is still the same

In fact, she just struggled to see if she could get rid of this punishment, but she didn't expect that there would be such great benefits.

My mother felt very energetic at this moment, so she let go of her hand stomping the door frame.

With the expression of not going to hell, whoever went to hell, he slapped his chest with his hands pounding.

"Woooooooooooooo~"

Isn't it just copying books?

I can do it, I can, I love copying books the most.

I'm not because of the food.

Her mother is unwavering in copying books and cannot be shaken by anything.

Seeing a determined little figure entering the library, Qin Han's smile deepened in her eyes. She nodded quite satisfied. It seemed that sometimes the painting of big cakes was still very good.

Just when Mama was locked in the library and began her career in copying books in full swing, the outside world was not at all calm.

Especially the Hehuan Sect.

After passing Taixu and going to Yijianmen to catch people without asking her, Yan Han realized that Hehuan Sect might not be under her control.

So she cleared the Hehuan Sect.

A large number of people were cleaned up, all with their own little thoughts.

Even Yuelan was almost affected.

Among the people who were cleaned up at that time, there were chess pieces he liked.

He didn't want the pawn to be invalid.

But the result is that the chicken is stealing and the rice is not lost.

Although he is not suspected, he cannot escape by being punished.

This also made Yue Lan realize that his methods were still too gentle.

He used warm water to boil frogs, intending to eat Hehuan Sect step by step.

Using Hehuan Sect as a stronghold, through evil spirits, provoke conflicts between various sects, allowing them to fight each other and both lose.

But because of the little disciple of Yijianmen, his chess pieces were removed one by one, and if this continues, he will become a lonely man, so he feels it is necessary to take tough measures.

It's night

Hehuan Palace

Yan Han was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and a pink aura was lingering around his body.

The pink color seems to have black air.

Due to the internal problems of the Hehuan Sect in these days, Yan Han was extremely irritable every day, which led to some problems in his mind and nature, and there seemed to be signs of being possessed by the demons.

Yan Han felt that it was not good, so he would take some time every day to meditate and strengthen his mind and suppress the inner demons who had a little sign of vague signs.

But she couldn't completely calm down tonight no matter what. She was always a little uneasy and always felt that something was about to happen.

She opened her eyes irritably, and bloodshots floated on the surface of her eyeballs.

A violent aura in my heart suddenly aroused.

She suddenly got off the bed and poured herself a cup of tea. The cool tea water passed through her throat, slightly relieved the trace of anger. But then the anger became deeper, and she couldn't control herself and threw the teacup in her hand out.

The crackling sound made her rationality a little clear.

Her face was gloomy. If she didn't realize that there was something wrong with her body, she would not be worthy of being the leader of a sect.

Who is it?

Who wants to harm her?

Could it be a sword gate?

If it were the Yijianmen in the past, she would definitely deny it without thinking, but now she is not sure.

Since the little beggar entered the sword gate, Yijian Gate has no longer been the familiar Yijian Gate.

The Yijian Sect used to be suppressed by her Hehuan Sect.

And no matter how she provoked trouble, Yijianmen didn't even dare to let go of a fart.

Yueshan will also be for the sake of both the main body and will not be too concerned about her.

Even if she was in a bad mood occasionally and wanted to go to Yijianmen to vent her anger, Yueshan's attitude towards her was just neither salty nor indifferent.

Even though Senior Brother Qiongji didn't know how to pay attention to her, he wouldn't squeeze her out and tear her face off and stomp her on the ground.

Look at it now...

Yan Han gritted his teeth desperately.

What kind of ecstasy soup did that little beggar give to Yijianmen?

She shouldn't exist.

At that time, why didn’t Taixu kill her?

Yan Han didn't notice at all that when she was thinking about this, her emotions were slowly being controlled by the anger.

The eyebrows seemed to be a little black.

There was a little more blood on the eyes.

Her face was distorted, like a female ghost who was seeking life.

The so-called "no comparison" means no harm, which means the present Yanhan.

She just couldn't accept this earth-shaking differential treatment. She lost her mind and was taken advantage of by the hostility. The inner demon, who had only a little sign, had a prototype.

But Yan Han was a Nascent Soul monk after all. In a trance, he knew that it would be really inappropriate if he continued like this.

She frowned and silently recited the Qingxin Art. She suppressed the prototype of the inner demon and controlled her anger. She quickly took out a bottle of Qingxin Pill. She was about to take it for herself when a nameless wind suddenly erupted in the bedroom, and the wind blew the window screen.

Yan Han's heart instantly felt alert, and her eyes were as sharp as a torch, staring at the location beside the window.

"Who? Pretend to be a god and get out for this sect leader!"

A black shadow appeared out of thin air. Under the dim candlelight, the shadow was stretched out and reflected on the window.

The black shadow moved slowly, accompanied by his laughter.

"Hehe, Master is a disciple. The disciple learned that Master was not feeling well these days, so he came to visit Master specifically."

"Moon Blue?"

As the black shadow showed his face, the face of her second apprentice appeared in front of her.

But her second apprentice is not the same as before.

The momentum is different.

Yan Han was suddenly shocked, she couldn't see his strength!

"You are not my disciple, who are you?"

Yan Han raised all his vigilance and tightened his whole body.

"Master, I am your disciple."

"My disciple is not like you."

Yue Lan couldn't help but sneer, "Oh, what you mean is the one who has a low sense of existence, dullness, no emotional intelligence, and is not good at talking?"

Have you ever thought about it? Actually, that's just the side I want to show you. Now this is my true side."

"Master, I know you have always wanted to break through, but you can't understand the law. Today, I will help you."

A black air came at an extremely fast pace.

Yan Han was already alert, and when he saw this, he raised his hand and blocked it. As a result, the black air turned and directly hit her wrist.

The bottle of Qingxin Pill fell to the ground and shattered in an instant, and the pill was crushed into powder by a momentum.

Yes, he was shocked and suspicious.

Yue Lan smiled honestly, "You are my master, how could I harm you? Don't worry, Master, I said to help you, that's what I'm going to do."

Yuelan stretched out her hand.

Yan Han felt that the prototype of the inner demon was growing at an extremely fast speed, and that uncontrollable aura swallowed her directly.

Her eyes widened.

It's you!

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak anymore, she was completely swallowed by the anger.

The black air between the eyebrows gathers together to form a vertical pattern.

The blood-filled eyes turned bloody.

The painful roar was blocked by the barrier in the Hehuan Palace.

Yue Lan raised her hand and fired several black airs, which were wrapped around Yan Han's body, binding her tightly.

He slowly walked to Yan Han without expression.

He broke Yan Han's Nascent Soul, pulled out her soul, and tore her soul into two pieces.

Yueshan complained to Yan Han: Actually, I just don’t bother to pay attention to you!
Chapter completed!