Xuanhuan: I can see the script of life!

Qin Yang's breathing paused slightly, the legendary supreme, the golden fate, how cherished!
Right now, he saw it, saw a living golden fate.

"This woman has the blood of a real dragon?"

Thinking of this person's blood, Qin Yang's heart fluctuated violently.

The real dragon is an ancient mythical beast in the Eastern Wilderness, and it has not appeared in the world for an unknown number of years.True dragons have become legends, they cannot be seen in the world, and there are only those dragons and their ilk. Compared with real dragons, one is in the sky and the other is underground.

"No wonder, her face is so strange, like fish scales." Qin Yang thought to himself.

the other side.

The woman surrounded by Sword Pavilion disciples pursed her lips, tears rolled in her eyes, as if they were about to gush out.

"Ominous thing, why don't you hurry up?!"

"Hmph, even something like you, which is a hybrid of unknown things, is also worthy of cultivation?"

"Your spirit stone is here with us, get lost!"

The few disciples of Sword Pavilion all scolded, and there were even some threats mixed in their words.

"Why? This is my spirit stone. I brought it to trade items!"

Qing Lan's voice was soft and weak, and she was wronged, but she argued hard.This group of people are really robbers, why should they stare at themselves and rob them?
It's not the first time that Qinglan has been robbed by the Sword Pavilion. Last time, it was also robbed of resources by this group of people from the Sword Pavilion.

This group of people saw that they were easy to bully, and they bullied themselves several times, but they had no ability to resist, because their strength was too weak.

"Steal your things, what reason do you need?"

The disciple of the Sword Pavilion said with a smirk, "You are a bastard, you are not worthy of having a spirit stone!"

Around, everyone onlookers shook their heads slightly. Although they felt that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were cruel, no one wanted to stand up for Qing Lan.

Because Qing Lan's appearance is too frightening, like a different kind, no one dares to have anything to do with her, lest she be contaminated with ominous things.

"Under the heavens, there is such an ugly woman, it's really disgusting to see."

"Is it possible that this person has the blood of a ferocious beast? It looks really scary."

The people around avoided Qing Lan and didn't want to touch her at all, let alone help her.

Qing Lan listened to the insults to her appearance from the people around her, her fragile heart was already riddled with holes, and everyone's insulting words to her deeply penetrated into her ears, mind, and heart.
Qing Lan gritted her teeth, looked at the group of Sword Pavilion disciples, and begged: "Please help me, my illness has flared up and I need to buy medicine. If there is no spirit stone, I will die."

His tone was pitiful, but the Sword Pavilion disciples on the opposite side turned a deaf ear, showing no trace of pity at all.And the crowd watching around were also indifferent.

For such a woman with an extremely strange appearance, like a monster, no one would want to show affection.

As she spoke, the tears in Qing Lan's eyes slowly flowed down on her skin like fish scales.

Seeing this, the disciple of Sword Pavilion on the opposite side immediately felt disgusted, and shouted: "Disgusting bastard, get out!"

As he said that, the Sword Pavilion disciple made a direct move and slapped him with a slap.

Seeing that the other party made a move, Qing Lan quickly covered her face with both hands, but still begged, "Don't hit me!"

however.

Snapped! !

A heavy sound echoed in Qing Lan's ears.

Qing Lan froze suddenly, what's going on, where did the noise come from?
Then, Qing Lan put her hands down, but saw a tall man standing in front of her.

And his hand was still raised, showing the appearance of beating someone.

"He, who is he?"

There is only one thought in Qing Lan's mind.

And the crowd watching, when they saw Qin Yang make a move, they all exclaimed.

"How did this ancestor come here?"

"Qin Yang seems to be completely at loggerheads with the disciples of the Sword Pavilion? No matter what the disciples of the Sword Pavilion do, he will take care of it?"

"To be honest, I don't think it's necessary to fight for that freak. Could it be that this Qin Yang has some special hobbies?" You muttered.

"Ok?"

Hear this.

Qin Yang's eyes froze, and he locked on to the person who spoke just now, and said coldly, "What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing! Brother Qin Yang, I was too talkative just now, my fault, my fault!" The man's face turned green when Qin Yang looked at him, and instantly felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

But at this time, opposite Qin Yang, a group of sword pavilion disciples saw him make a move, and their faces were ugly and scared in an instant.

They all know Qin Yang's strength. If one person crushes the four guardians, unless the pavilion master returns, no one in the Sword Pavilion will be able to cure him!
Of course, they were all thinking about one thing at the moment, that is, why did he take action for this freak?

Or is he just trying to target the people from Sword Pavilion?

"Senior Brother Qin Yang. I don't know why you made the move." A Sword Pavilion disciple had an extremely ugly expression.But he still said it in a respectful tone. As he said it, he hinted in his mind that when Chen Yulou returned, Qin Yang would definitely be a dead person.

"It's just because you guys are upset."

Qin Yang said lightly.

then.

He stretched out his palm, crushing the audience with a rumbling momentum, showing the strength of the Divine Hidden Realm, and the disciples of the sword pavilion on the opposite side, one by one, their expressions turned into fear.

"Divine Tibetan Realm, you, you have been promoted to Divine Tibetan Realm!"

A Sword Pavilion disciple exclaimed.

"Too much nonsense, get out of the exchange!"

At the same time, Qin Yang took it with one hand, and took back all the spirit stones that the Sword Pavilion disciples had just snatched.Moreover, all the spirit stones on these disciples were taken away by Qin Yang.

Then, with a big wave of Qin Yang's hand, a storm surged, sweeping a group of Sword Pavilion disciples away like rubbish hundreds of meters away!
Even if they didn't die with this palm, they were at least half disabled. They needed to rest for more than three months before they could recover.

Seeing this scene, Qing Lan was at a loss for a while, she didn't know what to say.this man saved himself
Actually, will someone save him?
For a moment, Qing Lan only felt that all the grievances she suffered from birth seemed to be relieved a little.Because since he was born, he has been regarded as heresy!

"Thank you, thank you son." Qing Lan just wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang held her up with one hand, did not make her kneel down, but stared at her, and said slowly and sincerely, "Would you like to be my maid?"

This is a person with the blood of a real dragon!
It can be said that it is a very big gain to let her be his maid.

Hear this.

Qing Lan's whole body trembled, as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, and her face was dull.

And the people around were all shocked when they heard the words.

"Accept this freak as a maid?"

"The taste is too strong."

"My God, I just feel restless when I see this monster!"