I am an authentic fairy sect, but I am a big villain

Soon, the soul imprint was completed.

In this space, a huge golden font appeared somewhere.

This huge golden font is integrated with the whole space, it is a night character.

It wasn't just that there was a brand mark in this space, Ye Yun noticed that there was a faint golden light flashing between Qi Ling's eyebrows.

That is also a word for night.

However, after the faint golden light flashed, the writing on Qi Ling's forehead disappeared.

After sinking his mind, Ye Yun felt that a special connection had been established between himself and the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

Nodding secretly in my heart, this is the soul brand.

There is no soul brand between the Slaughter Sword and Ye Yun, but due to system reasons, the Slaughter Sword is equivalent to binding Ye Yun.

This kind of binding is a stronger bond than the soul brand, and no one can erase it.

The Slaughter Sword only belongs to Ye Yun.

Qi Ling's red eyes looked at Yeyun in front of him complicatedly. You must know that this person in front of you is the enemy of your previous master.

Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, he became the master of his own new generation.

It's really embarrassing.

Now that the other party has become his master, Qi Ling naturally has no way to resist Ye Yun.

Kneeling on the ground with one knee, Qi Ling lowered his head slightly and shouted softly.

"Owner."

Now that it has become Ye Yun's magic weapon, Qi Ling has also become Ye Yun's man.

"Hey! Good! Get up."

Ye Yun suddenly grinned, unexpectedly this time not only got a good magic weapon, but also got a stunning beauty.

You must know that although Qi Ling is not a real person, it can also have entities.

Suddenly... I had a good idea.

Seen by Ye Yunzai's smiling eyes, Qi Ling always felt a little weird, especially when the wind was blowing behind him.

At this time, Ye Yun suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know the name of Qi Ling, and asked curiously.

"What's your name?"

Hearing this, Qi Ling froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, I don't have a name. Even Feng Qianming didn't know I existed, and my first director didn't give me a name."

Nodding thoughtfully, Ye Yun touched his chin and began to think about what name he should give Qi Ling.

It's impossible to be fed all the time.

Weeping Blood Dragon Spear... Dragon...

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and Ye Yun said immediately.

"Since your body is the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear, I will call you Long Er from now on. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Qi Ling lowered his head and thought for a while, murmuring the name in his mouth.

"Dragon..."

It seems that it is not impossible, Qi Ling replied.

"Thank you, master, for your name."

Qi Ling, no, it should be called Long Er now.

There was a trace of excitement in Long'er's eyes. She had no name before, and she never thought that she would have a name.

Unexpectedly, at Yeyun's place, just after completing the soul branding, she was given a name directly.

From now on, she also has a name.

Yeyun also suddenly received a prompt from the system.

"Ding! Congratulations to the master for successfully subduing the spirit of the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear. Longer, the other party has already recognized the master. Because of the master's intervention, Feng Qianming completely lost the possibility of regaining the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear. He lost a future confidante. Lost Luck worth 3000 points, congratulations to the host for getting 3000 villain points.

Currently has a villain value of 70400 points. "

oh?Surprise!

An absolute surprise.

Ye Yun originally thought that the luck value of the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear in Feng Qianming's place had been emptied by himself, but unexpectedly, he gained another [-] villain points.

It has to be said that the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear is absolutely crucial to Feng Qianming, otherwise it would be impossible to lose so much luck.

Counting what he lost before, Feng Qianming gave himself seven thousand villain points just because of the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

What the hell is a confidante?

Unexpectedly, if it wasn't for his intervention, Longer and Feng Qianming might actually have a relationship in the future.

But unfortunately, it is impossible now.

If there is real emotion, it won't be Feng Qianming, but Yeyun.

Gently hooking Long'er's clean chin with his fingers, Ye Yun stared straight at the pair of red pupils with deep eyes.

"Long'er, you should be able to appear in the real world, right?"

Hearing this, although Long Er didn't understand why Ye Yun would ask such a question, he still nodded honestly.

"Yes, I can appear in the real world."

After getting an affirmative answer, Ye Yun immediately took it to heart.

"okay, I get it."

He has another great idea.

With this idea, it shouldn't be a problem for Feng Qianming to highlight some luck values.

Fingers gently caressed Long'er's face, the cool touch made Ye Yun couldn't put it down.

Even though Long Er felt a little strange why Ye Yun kept touching his face, he didn't ask any more questions.

Anyway, the other party is his master, so it's not a big deal for him to touch his face.

After staying with Long'er for a while, Ye Yun voluntarily withdrew from Qi Ling Space.

With the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear in his hand, Ye Yun could feel a very close connection between himself and the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

This close connection comes from the soul and is bound to one's own soul.

Afterwards, Ye Yun immediately summoned Long Er.

Being summoned out of nowhere just after parting, Long Er was quite puzzled.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

Ye Yun put away the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear, stepped forward and took Long Er's hand, and walked directly to the outside of the room.

"Go, I'll take you to meet someone."

"Meet someone?"

Dai Mei frowned slightly, Long Er was thinking about who the person Ye Yun said was.

But she couldn't figure out who this person was for a while.

……

in the dungeon.

In the dark prison, Feng Qianming was trapped here at this time, his cultivation had been completely sealed, and he could not display any strength.

Now he is just a relatively stronger person physically, other than that, he is nothing special.

Both hands and feet are locked by chains made of thousand-year-old black iron, and there is no way to escape.

Even if he recovered his own strength, he would not be able to easily break through the thousand-year-old black iron chain unless he got his magic weapon, the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear.

With his head down, Feng Qianming felt desolate in his heart at this moment.

I thought that by hiding in the dark, I would be able to take revenge on the Ye family, and even on Ye Yun.

Unexpectedly, all his actions were within the expectation of the other party, and he had already laid a net to arrest him.

Now that I am in deep prison, whether I can escape is a problem, so how can I talk about revenge in the future?

Moreover, the connection between the Weeping Blood Dragon Spear and himself has been completely severed.

The soul brand was erased, and he lost this powerful magic weapon.