Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The area below was different from the desolate area outside. It seemed to be a cave. The first thing Lan Qian saw was a walkway.

"There is a lot less resentment here than up there."

"Most of it was absorbed by the Soul-Slaying Sword."

Mo Chen walked inside while holding her hand. The closer he got to the sword, the more he could feel its movements, and the suppressed demonic energy in his body became more and more restless.

They came to a stone door.

Lan Qian knew that the Soul-Killing Sword was behind this stone door.

She and Mo Chen stopped walking together. She looked at the tightly closed door in front of her, her eyes fixed slightly. It seemed that the discomfort in her body had mysteriously disappeared since she entered the cave.

"Qianqian, hold my hand tightly."

Mo Chen placed his right hand on the stone door and slowly pushed it open.

At the moment he was not sure what was behind the door. If there was really something wrong with the sword, at least he had to protect her from getting hurt. Thinking of this, the other hand holding hers unconsciously tightened a little.

Behind the stone gate was a wide space, in the center of which stood a sword suspended in the air. The sword was dark black in color, and thick black fog emanated from its surroundings. The black fog kept surging, as if trying to break through the power that imprisoned it.

That was the seal set by Mo Chen.

As soon as Lan Qian's eyes fell on the sword, her head suddenly began to hurt without warning, as if countless sharp blades were piercing into her mind at the same time, or as if she was suffering from the strongest thunder tribulation, the pain was so severe that she could hardly think.

Mo Chen immediately noticed her abnormality.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

He quickly reached out to feel her pulse, but before he touched her wrist, a powerful force suddenly burst out from Lan Qian and attacked him who was completely defenseless against her.

"Bang" sound.

Mo Chen was suddenly pushed back a few steps and groaned.

The body is half kneeling on the ground.

"Qianqian?"

There was a flash of disbelief in Mo Chen's eyes. He never thought that the girl would attack him, and this power... He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest that was hit. There were still wisps of black mist on it.

This is...devilish energy.

On the other side, Lan Qian, whose entire mind was eroded by pain, seemed to feel what had just happened. She tried hard to open her eyes and look at Mo Chen, wanting to regain a little clarity from the pain.

"ink……"

A flood of memories suddenly flooded into my mind.

At the same time, her body was restrained by an invisible force.

Flying uncontrollably towards the Soul-Killing Sword.

Seeing this, Mo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Qianqian, stop!"

It all happened too quickly. Only a few moments had passed from the girl's sudden attack to now. Mo Chen didn't have any time to react at all. The girl's body was already flying towards the Soul-Killing Sword at a very fast speed.

Mo Chen knew very well how powerful the force that sealed the Soul-Killing Sword was. If the girl rushed in rashly like this, the consequences would be disastrous.

He didn't have time to think about why the girl did this. He acted faster than he thought and flew over to stop the girl.

It's a pity that he was a step too slow.

The girl's body slammed hard on the seal and she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Qianqian!"

Mo Chen wanted to go forward to catch her, but a strange black mist suddenly emerged from her body. This black mist isolated everyone but was able to break through the seal set by Mo Chen.

The Soul-Killing Sword seemed to sense something, and the entire sword body vibrated, making a "buzzing" sound.

The next moment, Lan Qian and the Soul-killing Sword suddenly disappeared.

"Qianqian!"

Mo Chen stretched out his hand to grab her, but missed. The seal was broken. As the person who set the seal, he was already injured and suffered a serious backlash. He couldn't help but spit out blood.

Everything happened in a flash. He didn't even have time to do anything, let alone know where the girl had gone.

The immortal who used to be aloof and banished was now kneeling on one knee, his eyes lowered, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, one hand covering his injured chest, his breath unstable, looking a little embarrassed.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally stood up slowly.

"Qianqian..."

A hint of red rose faintly in his lowered eyes, but the red was not quickly suppressed like before. Instead, it was chaotic and unstable, and seemed to be looking for an opportunity, spreading bit by bit.