Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

"I knew."

Lan Qian looked up in surprise, and then touched his forehead with some worry, "Mo Chen, are you sick?"

The temperature of the palm of my hand is normal, and I don't have a fever.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Ink sinks...

A gloomy look flashed across the man's eyes.

The girl called out the name of that loser.

"Mo Chen?"

The girl called out again. Seeing that she was still a little confused, the man lowered his eyes slightly, his long and thick eyelashes half-drooped, covering all the hidden emotions in his eyes, and he explained briefly:

"I just want to hear you call my name."

"Okay... You can listen as much as you want, Mo Chen, Mo Chen, Mo Chen, but now, let me help you apply the medicine first, okay?" Lan Qian was so concerned about the man's injuries that her voice was a little softer than usual, with a hint of coaxing, "Hurry up and undress."

"I will do it myself."

Mo Chen took the medicine bottle from her hand.

He knew how horrific the wounds on his body were. Secretly, he did not want the girl to see such an embarrassing and bloody scene.

"But……"

Lan Qian was worried and was about to say something to persuade him, but the man had made up his mind. He raised his hand and waved it gently. Lan Qian felt a gentle but strong force coming towards her, pushing her out of the door.

Two "clang" sounds.

The palace door is closed.

"Mo Chen? Mo Chen?"

Lan Qian stood outside. The palace door was closed tightly. In order to prevent her from going in, the man even added a mysterious force to the door. She had no choice but to wait outside for the time being.

Inside the palace.

Mo Chen stared at the exquisite bottle in his hand with his dark eyes for a long time before he undressed and began to apply the medicine.

This medicine really works wonders.

As soon as it was applied, the wound that had been bleeding stopped bleeding immediately. The powder worked together with the pill he had just taken, and all the pain in his body disappeared.

Apart from these hideous-looking wounds, he seemed to have never been injured and no longer felt any pain.

Not only that, he also felt that the mysterious energy in his body was very full.

“It’s really amazing.”

He stared at the bottle of medicine in his hand.

Then, he put it into his own personal space.

No wonder that loser allowed her to approach him and gave her his token. It turned out that he had already seen that the girl was not simple.

……

Outside the door, Lan Qian was waiting for Mo Chen.

A guard suddenly appeared: "Miss, our Lord God wants to see you."

God?

The culprit who hurt Mo Chen like that?

"What's the matter?"

Lan Qian's voice was cold.

"The Lord God heard that the young lady came to see the young master, and he wanted to meet the young lady." Perhaps because they were talking about the Lord God, the guard's attitude was quite respectful, but his words implied that he would not accept rejection.

Lan Qian gazed slightly.

"I will go with Mo Chen when he comes out."

"Miss, the Lord God wants to see you now, please don't keep him waiting for too long, otherwise, the only one who will suffer is the young master."

These threats were not concealed at all.

I think everyone in this divine realm knows Mo Chen’s true situation.

Lan Qian's eyes sank slightly. She glanced at the tightly closed palace door. It was quiet inside, without any sound. The elixir could not only heal wounds, but also replenish the energy needed for cultivation. At the moment, Mo Chen's breath was very stable, so he should be consolidating his cultivation.

"Okay, lead the way."

She also wanted to know what kind of life Mo Chen was living here.

Why did the so-called God treat him like this?

Golden Temple.

As soon as Lan Qian came in, she saw the God sitting on the high throne.

At this time, he was playing a game of chess by himself.

"Miss Lan, long time no see."

The God dropped a chess piece in his hand.

haven't seen you for a long time?

Lan Qian frowned slightly. She searched the original owner's memory and learned from the original owner's memory that this god had visited the Cang Ling tribe once two years ago and met the original owner at that time, so he knew her identity.

But he didn't know yet that she, the spiritual girl of the Cang Ling clan, was a fake. It seemed that the Cang Ling clan had not spread the news yet.

"What does the Lord God want from me?"

Lan Qian found a random seat and sat down, speaking in an indifferent tone.

Seeing this, the God was somewhat surprised.

He frowned, as if he was dissatisfied, but then he laughed again: "Since Miss Lan is so direct, well, let's not beat around the bush. I do have something to tell Miss Lan."

After saying this, the God paused.

But Lan Qian did not respond.

She just sat there calmly, with a calm expression on her delicate face. Her indifferent eyes didn't even pay attention to the God on the high seat, as if she didn't take him seriously at all.

The dissatisfaction in the Lord's eyes deepened, but for some reason, he forcibly held it in and continued:

"Miss Lan, what's the important matter that brought you here to see Chen'er this time?"

Hearing this, Lan Qian finally glanced at him slightly.

He said slowly:

"Nothing, just came to see him."

"Haha, let's come and see him," the God laughed dryly, "Chen'er has never had any friends around him. He knows Miss Lan and gave you the token representing his identity. I guess Miss Lan is very special in Chen'er's heart."

It sounded a bit like this was an attempt to bring them together.

What is the purpose of this god in front of me?

Lan Qian's eyes moved slightly, but he remained silent.

the other side.

As soon as Mo Chen, who was meditating, opened his eyes, he felt that he was different from before.

He didn't feel any pain in his body.

In the past, after each whipping, the deep pain all over his body would last for at least several days, but this time... he only healed his wounds for a while, and the pain on his body didn't even occur?

No more bleeding?

How is this going?

He frowned in thought.

The only thing that had changed between before and now was his cultivation level. A month ago, his cultivation level had advanced from Xuanzun to Xuansheng. This was the first time he had been whipped since he had advanced to Xuansheng. Perhaps... it was because of this.

That's all it does.

He pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of sneer.

Even if he advances to Xuansheng, he still can't kill that person.

He casually performed a cleaning spell to clean the blood stains on his clothes, and then walked out of the hall.

As soon as I opened the palace door, I saw guards waiting at the door.

"Young Master, a girl with a token just came to see you. Now she is meeting the Lord of the Gods in the Golden Palace."

"What did you say!"

For some reason, Mo Chen felt a little flustered.

Without waiting for the guard to say anything, he immediately headed towards the Golden Palace.