"An Lanqing! Are you having any difficulties?"
Bai Yumo's eyes were slightly red as she stepped forward, suppressing her voice and speaking in a gentle tone:
"Alan, you said it, you said we would succeed. You said we...we would get married, we would ascend together, we would become immortals and protect the entire human race, the entire continent...you said it...
"If, if you have any difficulties, tell us, we will bear it together, and we will find a solution together, okay?"
She stepped forward cautiously, stretched out her hands, and tried to take what was in his hands by surprise.
This aura was so familiar to her. It was the Evil Gathering Cauldron!
But why? Clearly, she had witnessed with her own eyes those evil-gathering cauldrons being washed and purified in the shameful holy pool.
Why would it appear here, in his hand?
Perhaps, she already had the answer in her heart, but she didn't dare to believe it. She subconsciously avoided it and didn't dare to touch the beads with broken strings in her brain.
"Alan, give it to me... Let's go apologize to the dean. I'll always be by your side, sharing good and bad times with you, okay?"
"Sharing weal and woe?" He chuckled, his tone full of ridicule and contempt.
Then, he looked her up and down with a playful look in his frivolous eyes, and finally said to her pitifully as if giving alms:
"In that case, I think you are a good person. It would be interesting for you to stay and be a maid."
"An Lanqing!"
She said angrily.
"Are you really going to go against us?! Against the whole world?!"
"Even if I did it, so what?" He chuckled, and with a flick of his bony fingers, he threw the ring filled with the Evil Tripod down.
Bai Yumo subconsciously flew forward, trying to catch the falling ring, but unexpectedly, he stopped her and blocked her back.
He said, "Don't worry, soon this world will be ours."
As he said this, a heavenly aura suddenly burst out from his body. In an instant, all the people who were about to rush over froze, and then fell to the ground one after another, twitching all over.
Bai Yumo was frozen and unable to move. She could no longer deceive herself. He had been playing the fool and taking advantage of the situation, keeping everyone's lives firmly in his hands.
"An! Lan! Qing!" She gritted her teeth and growled.
Shock, anger, disappointment, sadness...
All kinds of emotions swirled in her eyes.
She looked at his back as he turned away, and suddenly Shen Wuyou's words flashed through her mind -
[That guy in the dungeon used this trick to break my mind control! Besides your A-Lan, who else has this ability?!]
It turns out that it's all true...
Chang Yangui is An Lanqing.
As soon as she finished her thoughts, she heard An Lanqing's whisper in her ears. He said:
"Foster father, I have fulfilled my mission. The ancient beast's true form is sealed away. I will escort you inside right now."
She raised her eyes and saw him speaking respectfully to a soul-locking bag. Inside the soul-locking bag, a faint ray of soul was flickering with a dim light, as if expressing something excitedly.
Then, a voice came softly into my ears: "Yes, child, I understand."
If he was facing Bai Yumo at this moment, she would have been able to see the deep and unremovable sadness in his eyes. Unfortunately, he had his back to her and didn't want her to see it.
Just as he was about to release his grip, there was a sudden sound of a sharp sword piercing the air, and a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes.
"hiss..."
The people whose blood he controlled and who were unable to resist gasped in astonishment. In their surprised pupils, they saw the horrifying scene of Bai Yumo breaking through the shackles and cutting off An Lanqing's wrist with a sword.
"Is this your dilemma?" She raised her hand and caught the falling Soul-Locking Bag, then, right before his eyes, she suddenly exerted force in her hand—
"Godfather!" His eyes trembled slightly, and he subconsciously stepped forward to stop her, but she put a sword to his throat.
She wanted to break free from his blood shackles. Her body was damaged, her meridians were disrupted, and she didn't have much time to hold on. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, but she ignored it. She simply placed her crushed soul under his trembling gaze. She suppressed the pain in her heart and said expressionlessly:
"Now, you have no excuse. So, come back with me and apologize!"
"Hehehe... What a naive little girl..."
He suddenly laughed softly and said mockingly:
"Don't you know? A person's soul and spirit can be separated. Now that the spirit is destroyed, it doesn't matter. My adoptive father's soul has been sealed. Mo'er, you are still too young..."
"Young people... are easily impulsive, and only like to take things for granted, yet still complacent..." Yan Qingli took advantage of the moment when his magic was trembling, broke his shackles, slowly stepped forward, looked at An Lanqing, and said:
"I wonder if you've noticed that even after so much time has passed since these hundreds of Evil Gathering Cauldrons were thrown down, there's still no movement from Hunyuan?"
As soon as these words were spoken, An Lanqing was shocked. The next moment, he looked into the seal and saw that the huge ancient beast was still rushing around aimlessly, while the evil-gathering cauldrons that were thrown down seemed to have fallen into the air and no sound could be heard.
"Hahaha...I see..."
He seemed not to feel the pain as he let Bai Yumo's sword cut his neck, smiling sadly, but if you looked closely, there was a hint of relief hidden in his eyes.
Bai Yumo stared blankly at the newcomer, then twisted her neck stiffly to look at the seal, and finally choked back her gaze, her eyes slowly covered with a layer of mist:
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