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Yan Cang didn't wait for the Immortal Realm to send someone to arrest him, he fought all the way back to the Heavenly Court.

The immortals had already received the decree from the Emperor of Heaven, and they were waiting for him, but this time the leader was replaced by Song Heng.

Sure enough, the dozens of human lives in the human world were also counted on Yan Cang's head, and Xiaoyaozi became a demon, Yan Cang's crime was really confirmed now.

"Brother Song Heng, there seems to be some disputes between us to settle." In mid-air, Yan Cang didn't pay attention to the situation in front of him at all.

Song Heng was honest: "That's right, Jiu Ming was injured by me, and there are remnants of the demon world, everyone can get it and kill him."

Yan Cang smiled: "Yixu's practice of cultivating Dafa must have come from you too, swallowing countless people's hearts alive, everyone, how should such evil deeds be counted?"

Song Heng also laughed: "Mr. Long, Hugh is so bloody, who is Yixu? Xiaoxian doesn't know."

"What a ignorance!" A cold light flashed in Yan Cang's eyes: "Then, who is responsible for Qing Lan's memory?"

Listening to him mentioning Qing Lan, Song Heng's expression finally became excited: "Yan Cang, you still have the nerve to mention Qing Lan? Tell yourself what you did to Qing Lan 500 years ago? You despicable and shameless villain, get out of here!" Go back to the place where Mingyuan pickles."

Yan Cang rubbed his chin and smiled evilly: "Hehe, you have seen it all. I'm sorry, I have always loved Qinglan, and I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"Shameless!" Song Heng blushed.

Thinking that he knew Qing Lan before this evil dragon, he had been thinking about it for thousands of years, and he hadn't gotten to know Qing Lan before, but suddenly a stinky and shameless evil dragon appeared, and it was fine to pester Qing Lan all day long. To even seal Qinglan's six senses, to do something like a beast to Qinglan, is really...

Song Heng held back this breath for more than 500 years?

Yan Cang obviously didn't take Song Heng seriously, and said coldly: "Song Heng, I don't care about the tricks you played against me, but you dare to confuse Qing Lan's memory while his soul is unstable, hmph, you little one Little Shangxian, isn't he too courageous?"

Song Heng was not afraid at all: "Do you think that someone will save you today?"

"I will destroy you first, then I will talk." The red shadow flashed, under Yan Cang's coercion, Song Heng had no time to resist, and the next moment he was hit hard by a seal.

Immediately, all the immortals formed an array and surrounded Yan Cang.

In the formation, Yan Cang laughed wantonly: "Where is the morality? Hahaha, you are really ridiculous."

The coercion belonging to the God of God shook again, and the immortals suffered unspeakably.

At this moment, the unchanging voice of the Emperor of Heaven came from the sky: "Yan Cang, the Dragon Lord, has not changed his fiery nature. I am now imprisoning him in the Fumo Pagoda for a hundred years to meditate on his own past..."

Yan Cang's heart trembled: "Old man, what do you mean, get out and explain clearly to me."

100 years, that is to say, can't see Qing Lan for another 100 years?

This punishment really angered Yan Cang even more than the loss of soul, he wouldn't believe that the Emperor of Heaven didn't intentionally punish him.

"Old man, do you have the guts to talk to Qing Lan when he comes back?" Yu Guangzhong saw Song Heng's face showing joy, and Yan Cang was even more annoyed. He didn't care about being wronged or what these people thought of him, he just knew one thing, Can't see Qinglan for 100 years, does this kill him?

In 100 years, maybe this kid will do something to Qing Lan behind his back.Thinking of this, Yan Cang's palms itched, and he grabbed Song Heng with five fingers.

"I can't keep you." As soon as the words fell, a Dharma seal was directly hit on Song Heng's Tianling Gai, and Song Heng fell to the ground screaming, and Yan Cangsheng had his immortal bone removed.

"Mo Mo, continue." With a kick, Song Heng was kicked into Xin Mo's arms: "For me, throw this kid to any hill to feed the wolves, and your real king won't see it."

Just as Xin Mo was about to answer, a pagoda suddenly appeared above Yan Cang's head.

"Dragon Lord, be careful!" Xin Mo's eyes were about to burst, and just as he finished speaking, he only had time to see Yan Cang shaking off the paper fan gracefully, with his usual unrestrained expression on his face: "Mo Mo, take good care of Qing Lan for me."

The Heavenly Emperor didn't even show up, and directly sacrificed the ancient artifact, the Fumo Pagoda, and took Yan Cang away in the blink of an eye.

The demon tower circled several times in the air, and finally disappeared.

When Qing Lan arrived, all the immortals had already dispersed, and Xin Mo was holding the half-dead Song Heng in his hand.

"Dragon Lord..." Qing Lan could no longer feel Yan Cang's aura.

They really thought he was a demon.

Xin Mo opened his mouth, Qing Lan raised his hand to stop him: "I already know, just do as Long Jun said!"

Song Heng seemed unable to believe his ears: "Qing Lan, you... are you really so heartless?"

Qinglan took one last look at Song Heng: "Do you know why the Emperor of Heaven didn't save you?" That's because you are no longer worthy of being a god.

Song Heng opened his eyes wide in horror, and looked at Qing Lan with sadness: "Qing Lan, I, I just..."

Xin Mo immediately sealed his acupoints, and he could only tell himself his confession in his heart.

"...Qinglan, I just love you..."

Xin Mo unlocked his acupoints before leaving him, and Xin Mo, who was always not good at words, couldn't help but talk too much: "Shangxian Song Heng, if you want to talk about feelings, you can compare with the second prince of Nanhai?"

Beside the green lotus pond, the Emperor and Empress of Heaven are playing chess.

There was a burst of ping-pong-pong, and the general on duty flew in the air like a kite with a broken thread, and Qing Lan, who was dressed in white, came in a blink of an eye.

"Where is he?" There was little coldness in his tone.

The Heavenly Emperor put down the chess pieces, and then smiled at the Queen of Heaven, "Look, our Jade Muscle True Monarch is really angry."

The Queen of Heaven has always loved Qinglan, and couldn't help comforting her: "Qinglan, the Heavenly Emperor did this for the sake of all beings in the Three Realms. Yan Cang did it capriciously, so he must find a way to grind his heart."

Qinglan was indifferent: "I was right there when Lord Long set up a barrier for Xiaoyaozi and the two of them. If you are going to be willful, I have my share."

"You must be bewitched by him." The Empress waved her hand: "Qing Lan, you have come out twice because of Yan Cang. Tell me, do you like him?"

This topic jumped a little fast, and Qing Lan was stunned for a moment.

The Emperor of Heaven snorted coldly: "If this is the case, then Yan Cang should be punished even more."

Qinglan came back to her senses: "If you really want to convict, isn't the Emperor of Heaven the primary responsible person? I guess if Song Heng was not delayed, the tragedy could have been stopped. I dare to ask the Emperor of Heaven, who directed this drama?" Tragedy? Who should atone for the mortals who died tragically?"

Tianhou supported her forehead and fell down: "Oh, my head hurts so much."

The Emperor of Heaven hurried over to support the Queen of Heaven, and flicked his wide sleeves: "True Monarch Jade Muscle, I think you should reflect on yourself, what is the rule of heaven? What is the way..." The last word was bitten by himself, and the two of them leave in a hurry.

Back at Yuji Mountain, Cang Ming greeted him: "Where's that dragon?"

Qinglan went straight back to the study. It is said that after the Fumo Pagoda disappears, she will find a place to hide herself, and no one except the Heavenly Emperor will know her whereabouts.

Qing Lan didn't know much about Fumo Pagoda, as if he had seen it in that ancient book, so he plunged into the sea of ​​books.

Outside the study, Yuan Xin wiped her tears: "Has Lord Long really been locked up? It's not a big deal, and he didn't kill him. Why should he be locked up? It's so unfair."

Cangming grabs his fleshy face, "Shut up, if you mention him again, I'll cut your tongue."

Yuan Xin covered her mouth, but bravely argued: "Isn't Long Jun your master? You scoundrel, you don't respect your master at all..." Wanting to say something else, suddenly saw Cang Ming's silver-gray eyes glow coldly, Turned around and ran away in fright.

Cangming pulled his lips, and flung his body out suddenly.

Qinglan stayed in the study for three hours. During this period, Yuan Xi thought he would do something, so she sneaked over to read it several times, but he kept reading.

Yuan Xi was very puzzled. Before Long Jun was patted, his Zhenjun had a fight with Song Heng Shangxian, and later he was seriously injured because of Long Jun. Why didn't he react at all this time?

Coming here for the fourth time, Yuan Xi finally noticed something unusual. His Zhenjun had kept the same movements for several hours, and he didn't even take a sip of the tea at hand.

Qinglan looked down at her waist, there was no arm of that person, nor the body temperature of that person behind her back.

He likes the cold, originally he didn't like that person approaching him the most, but after a long time, did he get used to it?

Without that person's harassment from time to time, without the tiresome "Qing Lan, Qing Lan", it turns out that reading is so boring.

The second time I saw Yan Cang in the land of the underworld was exactly as he said. At that time, the man was suffering from the torment of desire. He made a formula to relieve him from the pain. After he was released, he said in a daze: "This place is too lonely. , no matter who you are? How about staying?"

That was the first time Qinglan heard the word "loneliness". He obviously didn't understand it very well, but at that moment, he suddenly felt the feeling of "sympathy".

So he was just like me, he thought.

Later, Qinglan went to the land of the deep abyss several times, but he found that the person was different from him.

He lived a wonderful life every day. He managed a group of monsters in the land of the underworld to be submissive, and he was majestic wherever he went. How could he be lonely?

Qing Lan didn't understand why he cast those eyes on Yan Cang, and even after he entered the fairy world, he always subconsciously collected information about him from Yuan Xi.

He is the same as in the land of the underworld, he has no time to be free, causing trouble everywhere.

He certainly doesn't understand loneliness.

Later, the man finally harassed Yuji Mountain, and Qing Lan found that he was no longer the local dragon in the land of the abyss. He was flamboyant and wild in red, but he was still so stubborn.

He doesn't remember him, but relies on him, and Yuji Mountain is in trouble all day long.

Qing Lan suddenly realized that she had forgotten her loneliness.

But it is said that he was transformed by cold jade, even his heart is cold...

Even if you are an ancient beast, so what?

——Qing Lan thinks so!